Swami Radhananda was — and continues to be — such a figure of reverence at the Ashram. We never exchanged many words, but she always had an assuring gaze and smile when I walked past her — and she was always caught up with what I was up to in life when we did speak. I feel so blessed to remember how active she was as a teacher during my YDC in 2004 — leading classes, giving several satsang talks and guiding the teachers every day. But perhaps my most precious memory is the blessing she and the other swamis gave my infant daughter, Olivia, who turns six years old tomorrow. Such a precious and sweet moment for our family.
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