Several years ago I was on a visit to Bhaktivedanta Manor in the UK. One night during my stay in the temple I had a dream. In that dream I entered Prabhupada’s room and saw his murti sitting behind the desk. I approached him and offered my respects. Suddently the form came alive and started speaking to me. But mysteriously I couldn’t distinguish what he was telling me. Implicitly I felt I needed a via media to him.

As the case may be, during the past years I’ve seen how my allegiance to Srila Prabhupada and my understanding of his message has been kindled and fortified over and over again by the force of your testimony and depth of insight. Through you I see Prabhupada, and that means a world to me. Thank you so much.