Jahnu
2017-10-29 23:55:09 UTC
I grew up in Denmark in the 60s and 70s. Even though Denmark has a
state supported Lutheran Church, it's considered a very atheistic
country.
In the 60s and 70s, religious people were considered weirdos. No one
in my family, circle of friends or teachers in school believed in God.
Thus I grew up as a complete atheist. Later in life, probably from
smoking ganja, I began wondering about God and the higher dimensions
of life. I was around 19 by then. Also, another reason I started
wondering about God - I couldn't understand that even though I got all
the sex, drugs and rock'nroll, I could possibly want, I was never
really satisfied. I always felt something lacking.
I tried so many things. I tried to be an intellectual communist. I
read all the books in the library on philosophy and religion. One book
I was quite attracted to was one written by Paul Brunton - an American
who went to India to find a guru, but couldn't commit to any, so he
wrote his own book. I forget what it was called. But now I know it was
inspired by impersonal, Mayavada philosophy.
I became very critical of society. Me and and some of my friends even
talked about joining Bader-Mainhof of Rote Arme Fraktion, but luckily
it remained the idle talk of a bunch of stoners.
I tried to be a Buddhist. I tried yoga and meditation. I practiced
pranayama. At that time I met the Mormons, and they gave me my first
experience of God. I converted to the Mormons. I was baptized and
everything. But there were too many questions they had no good answers
to. At that time I was on a quest to find the truth and real purpose
of life. I was very attracted to the ideas of karma and reincarnation.
One day, I was 24 by then, I was very frustrated in existential
anxiety and I called out to Jesus - Oh Christ, please show me the way.
And lo and behold, the very next day my girl-friend came home she
said - I met this weird dude on the street and he wouldn't let me go
until I had taken this book, and she threw it at me - here I know you
are interested in this shit. It turned out she had met a Hare Krishna,
who gave her The Science of Self-realization in Danish.
As soon as I read that book, I knew I had found God and the meaning of
life. Half a year later I moved into the Hare Krishna temple in
Copenhagen. That was in 1982. So it took me, like, 5 years from I
began my search for the truth of life, and till I met the Hare
Krishnas.
Thank God for Prabhupada and vice versa and Jesus showed me the way
:)
Krishna says:
After many births and deaths, he who is actually in knowledge
surrenders unto Me, knowing Me to be the cause of all causes and all
that is. Such a great soul is very rare. (Bg 7.19)
Have a look at my art -
http://www.touchtalent.com//artist/118705/jahnu-das
https://www.youtube.com/user/jahnudvip?feature=watch
https://picasaweb.google.com/113672947796865733014/Jahnu
https://photos.google.com/u/1/?hl=en
state supported Lutheran Church, it's considered a very atheistic
country.
In the 60s and 70s, religious people were considered weirdos. No one
in my family, circle of friends or teachers in school believed in God.
Thus I grew up as a complete atheist. Later in life, probably from
smoking ganja, I began wondering about God and the higher dimensions
of life. I was around 19 by then. Also, another reason I started
wondering about God - I couldn't understand that even though I got all
the sex, drugs and rock'nroll, I could possibly want, I was never
really satisfied. I always felt something lacking.
I tried so many things. I tried to be an intellectual communist. I
read all the books in the library on philosophy and religion. One book
I was quite attracted to was one written by Paul Brunton - an American
who went to India to find a guru, but couldn't commit to any, so he
wrote his own book. I forget what it was called. But now I know it was
inspired by impersonal, Mayavada philosophy.
I became very critical of society. Me and and some of my friends even
talked about joining Bader-Mainhof of Rote Arme Fraktion, but luckily
it remained the idle talk of a bunch of stoners.
I tried to be a Buddhist. I tried yoga and meditation. I practiced
pranayama. At that time I met the Mormons, and they gave me my first
experience of God. I converted to the Mormons. I was baptized and
everything. But there were too many questions they had no good answers
to. At that time I was on a quest to find the truth and real purpose
of life. I was very attracted to the ideas of karma and reincarnation.
One day, I was 24 by then, I was very frustrated in existential
anxiety and I called out to Jesus - Oh Christ, please show me the way.
And lo and behold, the very next day my girl-friend came home she
said - I met this weird dude on the street and he wouldn't let me go
until I had taken this book, and she threw it at me - here I know you
are interested in this shit. It turned out she had met a Hare Krishna,
who gave her The Science of Self-realization in Danish.
As soon as I read that book, I knew I had found God and the meaning of
life. Half a year later I moved into the Hare Krishna temple in
Copenhagen. That was in 1982. So it took me, like, 5 years from I
began my search for the truth of life, and till I met the Hare
Krishnas.
Thank God for Prabhupada and vice versa and Jesus showed me the way
:)
Krishna says:
After many births and deaths, he who is actually in knowledge
surrenders unto Me, knowing Me to be the cause of all causes and all
that is. Such a great soul is very rare. (Bg 7.19)
Have a look at my art -
http://www.touchtalent.com//artist/118705/jahnu-das
https://www.youtube.com/user/jahnudvip?feature=watch
https://picasaweb.google.com/113672947796865733014/Jahnu
https://photos.google.com/u/1/?hl=en