Moments so Far ...

The bhajans (songs in glory of self) took me away from me. I was serenading into depth of meditations. Today there were tonnes of questions flaoting in the space of mind like clouds vigorously drifting aloud. And then the clearing of throat was heard. And then the eyes were made to open. There was resistance but it did open to catch a glimpse of the master as he had settled in his seat. There was a talk on some stick which was carried to Guru when their disciple met them for the first time in ancient times. The property of the stick was, once its put to fire then it totally burns, not even leaving any residue behind. Its a symbol of exchange, the Guru gives knowledge and disciple offers the stick. readiness, now i am ready to be burned in pursuit of knowledge no turning back, i have left all to come to know, now till i am saturated in knowledge i will not return There was a talk on beliefs like if your chappal/shoes are stolen then your karmas ge...

Yesterday wend to art of living ashram to attend satsang in presence of His Holiness Sri Sri Ravishankar. The satsang was rocking, the meditation was deep and the QnA session was mind boggling. This post is about what happened after the satsang. The kind hearted Bala was slowly crawling out of Ashram campus looking if somebody needed a drop. A more than normal presence hovered near the bonnet. Bala said "we will turn right at konankunte cross. where do you want to go?" The abnormal presence said "Its okay. I am going till Banasankari." By now he was at the backdoor, trying to open it. Did not understand the eagerness. And the weight came into the car with Om Namah Shivaye sound. Introduced myself and others in car and he did seem to be interested to meet us. He asked " What was this all about ?" (underlines are his) someone amongst us " It was art of living satsang ". (italics is one of us) What is art of living? You dont kno...