I’ll speak something on Radhanath Swami’s ‘service consciousness’—that’s striking and charming.
In 1994, when I started to lean towards spirituality, coincidentally Radhanath Swami started to frequent London. I remember. During this visit, someone had put up a notice at the Soho Street Temple asking for a volunteer to drive Radhanath Swami to different places. My heart already impacted by just two discourses I’d recently heard from this ‘new and lovely’ Swami, I happily volunteered. On the last day of his visit, as Radhanath Swami drove in my car to the Heathrow Airport, I felt an impulse to share my deepest feelings. From behind the wheels I said, “I feel you are my spiritual guru.” Before my eyes blinked came the reply, “I feel I am your servant.”
In 1999 I formally accepted Radhanath Swami my spiritual guru. With passing years, my spiritual life grew stronger—especially as my family life grew miserable. Sometime in 2001 during a chat I disclosed to Radhanath Swami how I flinched even as I remembered the cutting criticisms of my mother-in law. To my surprise, his body shook in laughter and he said, “She did a great service.”