"It was not until 1977 that again our paths crossed. Swami Maharaja had returned to his Krishna Balarama Mandira, though his health was not strong. He regularly called for one devotee, Sukhananda brahmacari, to give him water naturopathy treatment. Many times I would accompany Sukhananda prabhu. Also several times Srila Bhaktivedanta Narayana Maharaja visited, and I went with him as well. Usually I tried to help with the cooking in the back of Swami Maharaja's rooms, but often I would just sit nearby his bed and watch him. He was very glorious, even when he was confined mostly to his bed. "
In November of 1977, we were again called to come to him. There were many disciples and friends in his room, although he was not speaking and barely moving. His eyes were closed. As I sat nearby on the floor by his bed I was remembering my attraction to him as well as my appreciation for his unlimited seva. We knew the prediction of Srila Bhaktivinoda Thakura, how in every town and village the holy name would be sung. We knew how Srila Swami Maharaja had fulfilled this prediction. In my heart I was feeling two strong things. One was how I wished I could be part of his mission, to serve him in any capacity that would assist his preaching. Also, for a long while I had been having some deep investigations about certain aspects of the Hare Krishna mantra and my personal hari-nama-sadhana. These were very, very private to me and I had not even yet asked my gurudeva about them.
"As I was pondering these thoughts, suddenly I noticed that many of the disciples and devotees had left the bedroom. As I watched, even his private servant was called out. Then, miraculously, I was alone with His Divine Grace, sitting by his bedside on the floor. As I looked again at him, I saw that he was looking directly at me. His beautiful eyes were peering deep into me. I was astonished. Then, with a gentle motion of his head and one eye he beckoned me to come close beside him. On my knees I scooted closer to him, and he kept motioning for me to come even closer. Finally I was right next to his face, and he turned his mouth next to my ear. Then, in the most sublime manner, directly into my ear, he chanted one Hare Krishna maha-mantra. As the sound vibration entered my ear it went directly into my heart. It was like a waterfall of mercy and truth, siddhanta, pouring into my heart and flooding me with knowledge and satisfaction I had never before experienced. Immediately, the answer to each and every question and desire I had been pondering was thoroughly answered, beyond my imagination. The essence of the Name was injected into me by him, and at the same time I felt great inspiration to serve him, especially with his Western devotees. " So in this mysterious way I am also considering myself a disciple of Srila A.C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada.