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”The doctors have offered me more chemotherapy,” Happy Winingham (an Ananda member) said to Swamiji. “They say it will keep me going for at least another few years. Should I take it?” Happy had AIDS and several times had come close to dying. ”The treatment could be quite unpleasant. Death doesn’t frighten me, and maybe … Read more

When he arrived in America for a two-month visit from his home in Italy, Swamiji’s health was poor and, as the weeks passed, it got worse. Finally, he was so weak he could barely walk. Swamiji was staying at the Crystal Hermitage, and Jyotish and Devi, who live nearby, tried to persuade him to go … Read more

I Recognized You Even though Swamiji was quite near-sighted, he always took his glasses off when he lectured. “The disadvantage is that beyond the first row I can’t recognize faces,” he said. His eyes were too dry to wear contact lenses. “But glasses draw the energy outward, and I find it harder to be intuitive … Read more

(Told by an Ananda devotee) In the 1980s I got involved in a small singing group within Ananda. It was a time when Swamiji’s music had just begun to take hold, and all the “official” groups concentrated exclusively on the music he had written. This group’s stated purpose was to sing everything but Swamiji’s music. … Read more

A strange moral dilemma puzzled me for years, even though the problem was purely hypothetical, in that it could only arise if I were a prisoner in a concentration camp! Perhaps because I was born Jewish just after World War II, it seemed important to resolve. Finally I found the right moment to ask Swamiji. … Read more

Editor’s note: This book was published before Swami Kriyananda’s passing in 2013, thus Nayaswami Asha writes in the present tense. “Where is the bill for filling my propane tank?” Swamiji asked Seva. “It should have come by now.” “I already paid it,” Seva said with a small triumphant smile. “You shouldn’t have done that,” Swamiji … Read more

(Told by Bhagavati) As soon as Swamiji began to sing, it was obvious that the cough and sinus infection he had been battling for months had seriously affected his voice. I am a professional musician and my heart went out to him. I play the flute and I know what it is like to try … Read more

We were having dinner at Swamiji’s house, about six of us, all old friends who had worked closely with Swamiji for years. A married couple in the community had just announced that they were separating. It was sad news, though not unexpected; their relationship had always been difficult. “A few months ago,” I said, “I … Read more

“I feel more love from you than I do from my own family,” a retreat guest said to Swamiji. “How is that possible? We are meeting for the first time. You don’t even know me.” “You are right, I don’t know the details of your life the way your family does,” Swamiji replied. “My love … Read more

(Told by an Ananda devotee) In my secretarial jobs before coming to Ananda, it was my practice not only to type the letters my boss gave me, but also to edit them for clarity, grammar, and flow. I enjoyed having something creative to do, and the people I worked for appreciated my contribution. In my … Read more