Dear Śrīla Ācāryapāda,
Please accept my most humble obeisances. All Glories to you, Śrīla Jayapatākā Swami Ācāryapāda! All Glories to Śrīla Prabhupāda, who is extending his unlimited causeless mercy by giving you as my spiritual master. If I could conceive of your compassion for me, the worst of the mad women in the Kali-yuga prison, then. I could describe this quality of your personality. But I am inadequate in the description of just one of your glories. Your compassion is far beyond my comprehension and analysis. What I can say is that I am happy only because of your compassion. You never said: “No, you are useless, I won’t save you” even though I am worthless. Instead, you said in your letter, “Actually it was simply my desire that you should somehow be nicely situated in Kṛṣṇa consciousness, happily and firmly.” So, by your compassionate desire, I am feeling relief from the anxieties which I uselessly tried to solve by my own miniscule intelligence. As I have said many times, without your compassion, my life could not continue.
You have given me the opportunity to dedicate my life for the highest purpose service to the Supreme Personality of Godhead, Kṛṣṇa. To express some gratitude, are there any words that will equal my steady dedication to serving you? I pray that my actions will speak as loud as my words at initiation. I must bring others into your flood of friendliness, so they too can experience their first genuine relationship on this planet, the relationship which can satisfy all desires.
Let begging for your compassion be my only mode of approaching you, and let serving you be my only source of pleasure.
The very lowest of your most fallen servants,
Dhīra Devī Dāsī