I arrived in Wellington late in the afternoon one day in January 1998, with my belongings in two backpacks, one on my back, the other on my front.
I’d just spent the last three or four weeks with His Holiness Devamrita Swami acting as his driver and helping to do a little of the extensive research work for the book he was working on at the time (now published as Searching for Vedic India). He gave me a few books out of the boxes he had, to read over and produce summaries. The sheer amount of raw material that went into that book is incredible, but I digress.
Prior to that I’d been with His Holiness Bhaktisiddhanta Swami on his Nitai Gauranga bus distributing books during the Prabhupada marathon, in Wellington. While there in Wellington taking bath on the waterfront under a firehose in the early morning I had thought that I’d like to live in Wellington. I was born in Auckland, New Zealand’s largest city with a population of over 1 million in a massive suburban sprawl. Wellington, 800 km south, was a picturesque city on a harbour with a concentrated population of 300,000, and a clearly defined city center. The facilities there are disproportionate to the population because it is the seat of government of New Zealand. The civil service there generates a lot of employment and a strong local economy.
After leaving the Nitai Gauranga bus party and travelling with Devamrita Swami for a just under a month we arrived back in Auckland. There Devamrita Swami asked me to go to Wellington, get a job, and help support a new Loft that was to be opened there. At that time there was one Loft center in Auckland that had been running since 1994. The Auckland Loft team was now to be divided into two in order to open a new center in Wellington. Mother Krishnaloka would remain in Auckland to run the Loft there, and Param Satya would head up Wellington.
I walked across town from the Wellington bus station after the 10 hour bus journey and found the address. I had sat downstairs in the car there a month or so before, while Devamrita Swami negotiated with the landlord over the terms of lease. At that time I had no idea of what was going on - I just drove where I was told to, and waited until I was told to drive somewhere else.
Now I found the downstairs door at 45 Tory St locked. The space we had secured was on the 3rd floor of a building that housed Burger King downstairs and next door to our entrance. Later on we would get ice from them for the Sunday Feast programs - thanks Burger King!
I found a payphone and dialled the number I had been given for the Loft - 801-5500. Param Satya answered the phone. “Haribol. Please accept my humble obeisances. All glories to Srila Prabhupada. The door is locked - could you open it for me please?”
“What? You’re kidding! Where are you?”
“I’m downstairs at a payphone.”
“No way! I don’t believe you!”
“Could you open the door please?”
A few moments later I was in the site of the new Loft.
The place looked like a demolition site. The other Auckland Lofties had been there for a week or two already and had done a lot of work, but there was still a lot to be done. Mother Krishnaloka, Seva Kunja, Sudevi, Khadiravan, Param Satya, and myself were the initial crew.
I was there sanding a wall one evening when Devamrita Swami rang up. When he heard that I was there sanding the wall he spoke to me on the phone - “What are you doing there sanding the wall? Go and get a job!”
The others did the renovations of the space, which were extensive. Sudevi accidentally destroyed a wall that should have remained, and Param Satya took out another one - right along the side of the main room that formed a hallway leading to the kitchen. As the result of this one we opened and operated for several months with no wall between our main room and the kitchen. The ladies lived at the Loft, and I rented a small place overlooking the city in the woods of Mt Victoria, about 20 minutes walk from the Loft.
The work proceeded at a breakneck pace, and we pushed to open as soon as possible, as our budget was limited and with the facility closed there was no income.
Seva Kunja and Krishnaloka went back to Auckland to reopen the Loft there after the holiday break, and we determined to open on Lord Nityananda’s appearance day in February. The team there consisted of Param Satya, Sudevi, Khadiravan, and myself. Four people.
Khadiravan rang around 50 persons who had given their phone numbers to the Nitai Gauranga bus party members in the street during the Prabhupada marathon in Wellington, saying they wanted to be contacted when we opened a center there. She told them we were having a “fund raising” dinner opening, with a charge of $10 - which we considered at that time to be a lot of money. At the Loft in Auckland we had charged a donation of $6 for the class and dinner, which the guests would drop into a basket in front of the bain marie as they collected their plate. We would later have to keep putting the price up in Wellington to control numbers, until we were finally getting $14 for a yoga class and dinner.
The day finally arrived, and Param Satya was rushing around until the last minute, arriving at 5 pm with the plates and cutlery - just in time to cook for the program.
There was still no wall on the side of the main room, so the sound of the frantic cooking in the kitchen leaked into the space.
I spoke to the guests who came, about Lord Nityananda. One person came from the 50 people that Khadiravan had called up, and she brought two friends with her. If I remember it correctly, they asked us to help them with their bus fare home, and certainly didn’t have $10 to contribute. Angelo, the Greek landlord of the building was there, and also Padmanabha das, Sri Prahlad’s uncle, a colourful local character.
I remember that I tried to speak about Lord Nityananda in an appropriate way to the guests, who had no exposure to Krishna Consciousness or Krishna culture previous to this. At the end Padmanabha started to talk about Lord Nityananda going to pubs to preach and running through the streets naked. At that point I decided to cut our losses, and we ended up. It was an ignomious start. It was difficult to speak because we had no strategy, no hedgehog concept of what we were all about.
8 years down the track Gaura Yoga has a clearly defined concept, crystallized and refined as its identity (view photos). In the beginning we were struggling to determine what we were all about and how best to serve the people. We tried a number of different programs, including a seminar on Aliens (which at that time got the biggest crowd - 14 people on the opening night), and a program called “Spiritual Healing”. We didn’t do a Sunday Feast for a number of months because there was another local ISKCON center in Newlands run by Jagajivan Prabhu which held one. Eventually we started the Sunday Feast. In every city of the world there are thousands, if not millions of people. Different people will be attracted to a different style, a different presentation, a different group of peers. We need unlimited Sunday Feast programs and facilities all over the world - in every suburb, to serve everyone.
Param Satya had started teaching yoga in Auckland in 1997, shortly before we left. In Auckland we had used a small office space next to the Loft, which could fit 6 people. Param Satya had done a two year yoga teacher training course on Devamrita Swami’s advice, and was looking at how to integrate it with the Loft.
Up to this point, the biggest night at the Loft in Auckland was centered around “The Celestine Prophecy”, a discussion group on a highly popular new age book. Friday night was also big, the Bhagavad-gita discussion night, especially when Devamrita Swami was in town.
In Wellington we cautiously introduced one night of yoga to the menu. A few people came, but it was nothing outstanding. Aliens was outpacing it initially. Interest in Aliens fell off until we had one regular (who bought a Bhagavatam set). Gradually yoga began to show itself to be the fastest horse, and we increased the number of nights dedicated to yoga. Eventually yoga took over, and now the center is known as Gaura Yoga. It was an organic development. Having seen the transition from Celestine Prophecy and Bhagavad-gita in Auckland to Yoga in Wellington I have no doubt that yoga will one day go its way as well, and also that different cities may respond differently to different programs. In Auckland there was more of a reading crowd. I’m not sure how that has changed or remained the same in the intervening years.
Nanda Gopa came to stay with me in Mt Victoria, along with another devotee, whose identity escapes my faulty memory right now. The two of them would do book distribution during the day and invite people to the Loft. Later on I’ll tell the story of Josh 2 and how he came to the Loft and ended up in the first Contemporary Vedic Men’s Ashram.
The opening of the Wellington Loft is memorable to me because it fell on this day. The Nityananda Trayodasi festival in 2001 also sticks in my mind, in the current facility in Vivian St. We held an abhiseka of Sri Sri Nitai Sacinandana, our small Gaura Nitai Deities from the men’s Contemporary Vedic Ashram. Mahavan cooked the feast that night, and Wade, who has gone on to become an Anglican Youth Pastor, and I performed the abhiseka ceremony. Sudevi dressed the Deities, whose clothes were made by Mahalaxmi devi dasi (now in New Dwaraka, LA).
The opening of the Vivian St facility was attended by Sri Prahlad and Kala Samvara prabhu, shortly after the Ratha Yatra in Auckland. That was in December 2000. In April 2001 we left Wellington to drive to Auckland on our way to South America. I remember the devotees standing on Vivian St and crying as we pulled away.
When I reach the end of my life I pray that I will still remember those years that I spent there in Wellington, the pastimes that I enjoyed in the company of the devotees, and that in whatever life is to come I will have the privilege to serve them and to serve alongside them once more.