Meditation Functions with Sri Chinmoy April 2004

Saturday, April 3, 2004

by Arpan DeAngelo

The function tonight was very sweet with a few nice surprises. It started out with the Aspiration-Ground guards singing the songs known as Twenty Very Special Song–Flowers in My Heart-Garden 1 Once or twice they had to sing a song over, but at the end Sri Chinmoy stood up and led a long standing ovation for them, saying, "Miracle, miracle, I call it a miracle." He was very proud of them for accomplishing this very difficult performance of songs, also praising them after the first song, Jago Amar Swapan Sathi.

There were two plays following that stellar performance. The first play was performed by Abakash's troupe, with a very soulful introduction by Prahlad. It was about Sashi Kumar Ghose (Sri Chinmoy's father), and his tremendous compassion and concern for people - even strangers - which he demonstrated even in his last days on earth. It was quite a touching and at times humorous performance by a great bunch of regular performers, with Abakash playing Shashi Kumar.

After the play, Sri Chinmoy commented on what faith can do. Then he related another story about the ashram where he spent his teenage and early adult years and how just by repeating his father's name with utmost faith, someone was able to cure a problem they were having that could not otherwise be solved. He related a few other examples of how people are using faith to try to do what others say is impossible.

Next was Palash's troupe doing a play about the Buddha. It showed how he did not initially accept young students or women as disciples. But his son Rahul, at the age of ten, soulfully convinced his father, now called the Buddha, to accept women and children onto his path. Using his tremendous love and compassion, the Buddha realized that he must treat everyone with equal respect.

Rijuta then read out a wonderful article she wrote about a very close friend of Sri Chinmoy's who was an Ambassador. This gentleman has praised Sri Chinmoy to the skies because his wonderful advice helped the Ambassador in his career of public service, and may even have saved his life. During this reading, which took 16 minutes, Sri Chinmoy was exercising on the stationery bicycle. Afterwards, he commented on the wonderful article about his friend.

We then saw an incredible video of Sri Chinmoy's recent efforts at the seated calf raise. In a matter of a few days he worked up to lifting 1100 pounds in weights in a seated position with his lower legs. After warming up with 600, then 800 pounds, he did an incredible lift of 1100 pounds even higher than he raised the lower weights. We saw it over and over in slow motion and it was absolutely astounding and almost unbelievable how high over a half ton of dead weights were lifted. The last time he attempted that weight was November of 2002, almost a year and a half ago!

Even Sri Chinmoy commented that when he sees the heavy weights with his mind he is the first to get frightened and puzzled. He added that it is nothing short of a miracle and that this miracle is founded upon the unconditional Grace of the Supreme. Then to add to the drama of the miracle, he commented, "the floor trembles and shakes" when he did the lifts.

We then saw a video made by Utpal of Saturday's two-mile Self- Transcendence Race. It began with the preparations before the race, with Rupantar, Sundar and Achyuta loading up the van and driving to the course. On the way, they saw Sri Chinmoy walking along the sidewalk. After the race, Sri Chinmoy offered this Race Prayer:

The real spiritual life means
Daily, weekly, monthly, yearly
And eternally
The victory of
Self-transcendence-discovery. 2

The 100th Race Prayer offered since Sri Chinmoy started offering them on December 31, 1999 in Curitiba, Brazil was also celebrated today. There was a special lime Prasad handed personally to everyone at the race and a big cookie with a prayer from the 100 prayers given so far. It read:

My Lord, my Lord, my Lord,
My running is the rose-beauty
And jasmine-fragrance
Of my God-blossoming heart. 3

Overall, the video was brilliant except for the fact that we did not see Sanjay in any of the video, and he was the winner of the race. Somehow he must have been too fast for the cameraman. Sri Chinmoy himself commented on this irony a number of times.

Sri Chinmoy then read to us some wonderful anecdotes of famous people such as Henry Ford, Thomas Edison, George Bernard Shaw, the Emperor Akbar, Isaac Newton, and Jules Verne. He shared some of the uniquely humorous or surprising events in their lives. He was like a father who so lovingly was offering us important life lessons in entertaining and amusing ways.

After Prasad there was a book handed out personally to us called I Am Not the Author, Part 10 by Sri Chinmoy. On the cover is a photo of Sri Chinmoy with a very humorous smile, characterizing the contents of the book. There are 44 stories and jokes picked out by Sri Chinmoy which demonstrate both wit and humour of people from all walks of life. Needless to say, Sri Chinmoy's love of innocent humor plays an important role in helping our mind to be free of stress and worry so that we can concentrate and meditate in a happy and soulful way.
 



Sunday, April 4, 2004

by Tejvan Pettinger

When I arrived at the tennis court, Sri Chinmoy was giving special prasad in honour of the Aspiration-Ground guards, who had given an excellent singing performance the previous night. The prasad was a chocolate Baci.

Guru then invited everybody into a large tent on the tennis court. It was very cosy inside, a sharp contrast to the cold NY weather - last night it was below zero (centigrade). Also, before everybody could get in, we had to remove literally hundreds of flowers from inside the tent.

Sri Chinmoy was very eager to show us a video filmed that same morning, and asked us to be in a soulful frame of mind when watching. Firstly, Guru played some well-known songs on a synthesizer. Then we saw him doing several pull-ups, lifting himself quite high off the ground. Guru then commented to us inside the tent, "Now watch this." On the video he adopted a weightlifting pose, with a look of great determination. For a man of 72, his physique looks very strong and muscular.

On the video he then said a short prayer, (I think it was): "My Lord Supreme, I bow to thee, I bow to thee, I bow to thee. My Lord, My Lord, My Lord."

Sri Chinmoy then meditated with folded hands, whilst playing a tape of himself singing various songs. After the video somebody asked him what was happening when he was meditating. He replied jokingly: "I can't remember what happened five minutes ago, let alone five hours."

Also Guru told various stories about weightlifting. He said towards the end that his weightlifting feats were all due to the Grace of the Supreme.

Pulak was then sent to get some extra prasad and the function finished.



Monday, April 5, 2004

by Tejvan Pettinger

There was a short function at the tennis court this afternoon. Sri Chinmoy arrived at about 2pm, and then asked for Paree's group to come down.

Guru then said he was going to practice his singing. He said he would probably make mistakes and sing imperfectly, so he wanted Paree's group to sing the songs back correctly, so he could learn.

Guru sang many of the 20 songs he has selected as his favourites. He sang a few songs differently (not like the printed music), but it didn't seem to matter. It is always a great joy to hear Guru sing, his voice is so powerful and soulful at the same time.


Tuesday, 6 April, 2004

Evening meditation function - first account
by Agragati Siegel

Just when I thought I was late to arrive at the evening function, to my wide surprise the Aspiration-Ground guards were out in full force, awaiting Sri Chinmoy's arrival. It was not unusual to see two or three on an average night; here, I saw at least eight or nine! I continued toward the function room, again noticing the hustle and bustle of people. Many visitors have now arrived, but the real events will not start until later on. The front section of seats was already filled to capacity. Folding white chairs had been set up behind them. I took one of those and awaited the arrival of my meditation teacher. Sri Chinmoy arrived just a few minutes later; he drove a vehicle down the hall, and then entered on foot. He walked onto the stage and sat down; he would remain there throughout the function. (9:15pm)

As it was slightly warm inside, Sri Chinmoy removed his blue jacket, revealing a green-collared shirt. He then asked for his students to "please walk past me," the women's section going first, and then the men. The walk-past meditation was very beautiful. As I walked past Sri Chinmoy, the smile and the light in his eyes penetrated me. I felt something react deep within myself to his presence. The connection between a teacher and his student can never truly be described.

Sri Chinmoy then asked his students with over 25 years in the centre to recite a "poem, aphorism or anything else" to the audience. There were some very nice offerings from people that we've all come to know and love. Once those offerings were complete, he then asked those who had been on his path for 20 years to make offerings. (9:40pm)

A visiting student, Harkara from Germany 4, gave a new keyboard to Sri Chinmoy. I believe that he crafted it specially for Guru, who put it on his lap and started playing with the keys. The sound was very delicate but strong as well. Before long, an impromptu concert was underway! Sri Chinmoy began by singing Akarane Prabhu while playing the keyboard; immediately, we all sat up and directed our attention to the mystical, spiritual sound and feeling that was pervading the room. He continued by performing Jiban Debata, Phire Chalo and other classic songs. After about ten minutes, he commented on the keyboard. He said it matches his voice and he demonstrated this by singing loudly and powerfully with it, then softly and sweetly. He also mentioned how Prachar blessed him with a flute which not only sounded good but was easy to use. He seemed genuinely happy about his new instruments!

Paree's group was requested to come up and sit on the stage facing Sri Chinmoy. He then asked each one to pick a spiritual quality; he would then spontaneously compose a poem or aphorism about it. Some of the qualities offered were: selfless service ("the fastest way to make spiritual progress"), sacrifice, self-giving, transformation, and more.

Sri Chinmoy asked one of the women in the audience if she had brought a video of a play; when she answered yes, he asked her to kindly bring it. When she returned, Mridanga set up a projector and screen. The lights were turned off. We watched a story by Sri Chinmoy about a seeker who was choosing between worshipping Krishna and Kali. The performers were all women. The message of the story was that Krishna and Kali are one and the same. While the video was playing, Sri Chinmoy's chair was off to the right side of the stage, facing the screen. As he watched, he tried to figure out which person was acting. The play was very well-done, with the actresses who played Kali and Krishna using all of the appropriate makeup and costumes. It was about twenty minutes long.

Sri Chinmoy then said he would show us "his stupidity." On the screen came an historic video, one that I had heard about for many years but had not seen. It is called "My Subway Experiences," and features a young Saral (who many of you know as a longtime local student) in the role of Sri Chinmoy. The video re-enacts a few subway stories from his early days in New York. In every story, Saral was wearing a suit and calmly walked here and there, with his hands behind his back, just as Sri Chinmoy would. The actors did not speak, but throughout the piece we heard Sri Chinmoy's voice, narrating the circumstances. Sri Chinmoy's music also played in the background. Here are the stories:

The first one described an incident when Sri Chinmoy put his subway token in the wrong turnstile; someone else went thru, laughing with malicious joy (played by an unruly-looking young Ketan, which evoked laughter in the audience). The next story was similar, in that Sri Chinmoy again put his token in the wrong turnstile. However, in this case a kind man put his token in Sri Chinmoy's turnstile to help him get through.

An elderly man was at a train station and was quite lost, so Sri Chinmoy helped him onto the train. The man was so grateful; he told strangers that Sri Chinmoy was his "Indian son."

Sri Chinmoy tried to enter through the turnstile, but his coin got stuck. When he told the subway attendant, the man said that "Indians don't know how to tell lies," and let him through. Sri Chinmoy's voice narration spoke of how this man had seen the India of the past, and was not aware of the modern India.

In the next story, as Sri Chinmoy was walking down the subway steps, he saw a man getting robbed at gunpoint. After the incident was over, the station manager asked everyone to wait for the police, but an elderly man grabbed Sri Chinmoy and took him away, to the train, telling him not to get involved. While Sri Chinmoy did not entirely agree with his philosophy, he was moved by the man's concern for him.

A train carrying Sri Chinmoy and other passengers was going out of control--it was unable to stop. Youths were screaming with joy, but all the other passengers were very frightened. During this moment, Sri Chinmoy met a Bengali woman who was born just a few miles from where he lived as a youth. He comforted her, but was also amazed that they were both so many thousands of miles away from home, in a train that was speeding towards disaster. Finally the train stopped.

A man decided to commit suicide in front of a train that Sri Chinmoy happened to be in. When the train conductor saw the man on the tracks, he hit the brakes, causing all the passengers to fly to the front of the car. There were many injuries; Sri Chinmoy injured his thumb.

As the video closed, it drew loud applause from the audience.

The last video presentation was of the one-mile race that occurred last week. Set on the usual course, the video featured the race setup, close-ups of the runners, and slow-motion of the male and female winners. This drew appreciation for Sanjay and the female winner (could someone please post her name?), and laughter at the dramatic, slowed video effect. Also shown: Sri Chinmoy reading a morning race prayer from his car. The poem was about the outer weather creating a challenge for us--appropriate, because it was cold and windy that day. Finally, there was an announcement for a three mile race (this Friday!) and the Self-Transcendence Marathon in August.

Sri Chinmoy concluded by discussing plans for future events.

Prasad was offered at 11:07pm; it included a muffin, a banana, and salted peanuts.
 


Tuesday, 6 April, 2004

Evening meditation function - second account
by Tejvan Pettinger

Sri Chinmoy arrived at the function about 8.50pm. After a short meditation, he called up those who had studied with him for over fifteen years to recite a prayer.

After this, Sri Chinmoy invited members of Paree's singing group to come onstage and each give a spiritual word for Guru to talk about. It was fascinating to see him be able to compose so much, almost instantaneously.

I tried to write what Guru said, but it was sometimes difficult to get everything. Please bear in mind that these are unofficial versions, with some words lost in dictation:

Self-Giving:
The earth-bound mind does not know what self-giving is.
The heaven-free heart does know what self-giving is,
And the self-giving heart practises all the time.

Permanent:
In the physical world nothing is permanent.
In the spiritual world everything is permanent.
Every good thing is permanent, eternal and immortal.

Serenity
Serenity in the mind is absolutely essential to make the fastest progress in the spiritual life.

Light
Quite often the desiring mind is terribly afraid of the all-illumining light.

Everlasting
My Lord, I pray to you
to bless my mind with an everlasting peace,
and my heart with an everlasting bliss.

Intensity
Sincerity, readiness, willingness, eagerness and intensity are the most important servers of the Absolute Supreme - and again among these... intensity expedites the speed of all the members of this family.

Humility
If anything is extremely difficult to achieve in our spiritual life then it is humility.
The beauty of humility, The fragrance of humility, Plus the power of humility, Will forever remain ....
The pleasing power of humility is something absolutely rare.

God's smile
God's smile eagerly awaits our heart's streaming tears.

Progress
The heart has to make progress, continuous progress.
God has given us the heart to make sleepless progress,
Because God has tremendous confidence in the heart.

Transformation
Nothing will be as difficult as our nature's transformation;
But nature's transformation is not an impossible task.

After offering these aphorisms, Sri Chinmoy asked for three videos to be shown. The first one was a play about the oneness of Kali and Krishna. The second one was a highly entertaining account of Guru's subway experiences. These included:

  • The runaway train (which didn't stop at any station)
  • A story about when Guru witnessed a mugging (Rupantar looked quite convincing as a mugger.)
  • A story about Guru putting a token in the machine and then walking through the wrong turnstile (One person profited from Guru's misfortune, while another helped him out.)


The third video was about the one-mile race earlier in the morning. On Monday night, Sri Chinmoy announced there would be a race--but only for the brave! (it was very cold). Jokingly, Guru said he was not brave enough. We would have to be brave on his behalf. However, Guru was there in the morning to give prasad from his car. A race prayer was also given, but I don't have it--perhaps somebody else does? The race was won by Sanjay.

Next at the function, one of Sri Chinmoy's students presented him with a new pale blue instrument--a keyboard instrument, like a synthesizer, bringing a new tote-a-tune to replace the one that stopped working properly at the March 24 function. Guru was very happy with the instrument and very grateful. He said it blended in with his voice very well. We were also fortunate enough to hear Guru sing several songs with the new instrument, such as Jiban Debata. As usual, this was a beautiful experience.

Finally, Guru celebrated a few birthdays. This is always a highlight for me. When Sri Chinmoy goes into a high meditation to bless someone for their birthday, his face radiates such beauty and poise. Finally Guru called for prasad about 11pm.


Wednesday, 7th April, 2004

by Tejvan Pettinger

The function hall was quite full, with many new arrivals 5, plus the local New Yorkers. At around 9pm Sri Chinmoy arrived and took his scooter down the hallway to the stage 6.

Guru then asked for excellent singers to come onstage and sing Happy Birthday to a very good friend of his. We then saw a video about the life and music of Guru's friend. This was very enjoyable and uplifting.

Next there was another video, taken by a student of Sri Chinmoy who had recently travelled to India. There were many fascinating locations, including many associated with Ramakrishna. These included:

  • Rani Rasmani's Kali temple (where Sri Ramakrishna's sadhana took place)
  • Belur Math
  • Ramakrishna's birthplace
  • A shrine to Vivekananda


It was very nice to be able to put pictures to these great images from the Gospel of Sri Ramakrishna. Also there were some shots taken of Pondicherry where Guru's brother Mantu still lives. Mantu's room was full of pictures of Sri Aurobindo, the Mother and Guru. It was also great to see Mantu, who appeared to have great inner poise.

Finally, a local student played on his guitar, and then Sri Chinmoy called for prasad--which included a special item in honour of Guru's friend. On his way out, Sri Chinmoy was enquiring about a student who had to have an operation the next day. For a short while, Guru meditated very powerfully on this student, before leaving.
 



Thursday, 8th April, 2004

Afternoon function
by Tejvan Pettinger

Yesterday afternoon we celebrated the birthday of Sri Chinmoy's Mother, Yogamaya. This celebration took place at Aspiration-Ground. At the start the weather was almost perfect, with mild temperatures and sunny conditions. The tennis court was beautifully decorated with a vast array of flowers, pictures and statues. The pictures included Kali, Krishna, Ganesh, Shiva and all the members of Sri Chinmoy's family.

Also there were three large incense burners which created a subtle fragrance and helped add to the spiritual atmosphere. To those who had done the decorating, Sri Chinmoy later said: "You really create heaven on earth." And then, perhaps with a mind to the weather, he said: "Now let us pray to the heavens."

The function began with Ranjana ringing a bell in front of the different statues and pictures, invoking the blessings of the various Cosmic Deities. Honouring the anniversary of Guru's 40 years of service in the West, the Sri Chinmoy Bhajan singers performed 40 different bhajans. These included songs of Yogamaya and also Gurudev songs (such as Amar Guru), composed in 2001.

The performance was very sublime and beautiful; it was surprising how quickly time passed. The singers must have practiced very hard to be able to play so professionally, for such a long time. During the performance, Sri Chinmoy was meditating in a chair, on the middle of the court; sometimes he was meditating with eyes open and sometimes with eyes closed.

After about 2 hours there was a break for prasad (mango lassi and samosa). Amidst growing clouds and a darkening sky, Guru asked for people to sing a song, invoking the Sun. For a brief while, the sun did put in a welcome appearance, although later there was little light rain.

After the second half of the performance, a delicious Indian meal was served and Sri Chinmoy sang a few of his own songs, accompanied on his harmonium.

There was a second offering of prasad, and the function ended at about 4.30pm.


Thursday, 8th April, 2004

Evening function
by Agragati Siegel and Arpan de Angelo

The function began around 9PM with a very nice seven-minute play by Aruna. It was humorous in that one of the performers forgot her lines ("When I was back in England--no I meant India").

The next performance was a soul-stirring rendition of songs written and composed by Sri Chinmoy from Paree's singing group. Arpan's group then came onstage and performed seven songs (songs #31-37 from the Christmas Trip).

Sumadhur's group (which is composed entirely of Canadians, including our beloved Trishakash) sang twelve of the twenty selected songs Sri Chinmoy has named "Twenty very special song flowers in my heart- garden." Kamalakanta then came up and offered a wonderful solo singing and electronic keyboard playing performance. Sri Chinmoy enjoyed it very much, as was evidenced by his encouraging comments.

Two Yugoslavian women performed next, using a cello and harmonium, with a singer who had a beautiful voice. Mridanga set up the video equipment, the lights were dimmed, and we were treated to two wonderful documentaries about large and popular events organised by students of Sri Chinmoy.

The first video was a detailed look into the "Impossibility- Challenger" games in Germany. This is a venue where extreme athletes and inspired individuals can prove their strength, will and determination by setting new records in categories which exist in the Guinness Book of Records--or which they invent themselves. This is an open event which was entered by a cross-section of people from around the world.

The award for most disgusting performance would surely go to the Indian man who drank ketchup out of bottles using a straw! Also taking place were various memorization exercises (the computer would flash a set of numbers on the screen for a second, and the participant had to write them down; the record was set at over 40 numbers memorized in a second!). The guest star in the video was Ashrita Furman, the holder of the most Guinness World Records (you can find out more on ashrita.com) He watched as a young man did lunges in record time. Ashrita's comment was something to the effect of, "I felt total oneness with him--but I might try to break his record!"

The video also featured a strongman who had someone drive a car over his arm, pulled a car with his ears, and had rocks smashed on his stomach while he lay over a bed of glass. (This was not one of Sri Chinmoy's students.)

On a more spiritual note: Gabor from Hungary read for 27 hours from Sri Chinmoy's massive poetic outpouring "27,000 Aspiration-Plants." Gabor did this while visiting San Diego (I'll never forget driving him to the zoo at 2AM so he wouldn't fall asleep while reciting).

The Impossibility-Challenger games are held in order to share Sri Chinmoy's ideals of going beyond self-made barriers. The presenter of the video invited more of Sri Chinmoy's students to participate in future editions of the games, reminding us that part of Sri Chinmoy's philosophy is self-transcendence. "You can definitely find a record to break," she said.

The second video was a thirty-minute presentation on the Sri Chinmoy Peace Triathlon Festival, held in Canberra. It featured highlights from this year's festival (which hosted over 2,000 participants), including interviews with Salil, Natabara and Ayurvan, clips of the runners, bikers and swimmers, set-up for the event, and more. It was very inspiring and also demonstrated how teamwork and dedication through the vehicle of service are able to accomplish amazing feats. Of particular note was the children's mini-triathlon, which inspired all of us.

Sri Chinmoy then said, "Please bring prasad" around 10:45pm. It was an orange, an Indian bread and a sweet, all together in one bag. After prasad was taken, Sri Chinmoy left the hall. Rupantar came onstage and made an announcement. The large audience then slowly migrated out of the hall.
 


Friday, April 9th, 2004

Morning 3-mile race
From: Arpan DeAngelo

This morning we ran a 3 mile race which started at 6:30 a.m. in Jamaica, New York City. The weather was quite chilly and damp to start; then the sun came out in all its glory to start warming things up a bit. Still, the cold was persistent enough so that we had to keep our long running gear on after the race.

Something else that warmed things up a bit was the presence of Sri Chinmoy, who arrived at 7:05 a.m. this time. He offered a wonderful race prayer and we recited it back three times. With a few hundred runners reciting this significant prayer, it was an energizing way to start the day after a brisk run around the neighborhood.

I do not have the results, as I had to leave immediately after prasad which was a cherry tomato handed personally to each person by Sri Chinmoy and a Vienna finger cookie. I do have the prayer, which I wrote down.

A self-conquered
And God-surrendered seeker
Is absolutely the best
God-lover
And the most perfect
God-server.

- Sri Chinmoy 7

 


Friday, April 9th, 2004

Afternoon and Evening functions
by Nayak Polissar

During the day, at Aspiration-Ground tennis court, Sri Chinmoy celebrated the birthday of one of his students from Russia who is a member of the young women's singing group. She had written a card to Guru which referred to him as "My Heart's King", and Guru read out this phrase. It was a beautiful phrase and very striking to hear. The young women of this group were assembled in front of the small building where Guru sat, and while the audience of several hundred of us looked on, he honored this woman and her colleagues by composing a song based on this phrase. Each of the assembled groups sang this new, very new song, and they all sang it together as well.

From Sri Chinmoy we have learned the fine art of Oneness. Whenever Guru does something wonderful for anyone, we pretty quickly feel the joy of the occasion and identify with that person's lift. So, this very special birthday blessing for the young lady was echoed in all of our hearts.

At the evening function, each of the sub-groups of the young women's singing group performed this song, and their spirit of devotion deeply conveyed the song's meaning. The sub-groups are from Germany, UK, Czech Republic and USA, though each group has a fairly diverse mix of nationalities. As part of the fun that followed, Sri Chinmoy asked us (the audience) to vote for our favorite among the group performances, which we did by passing single file across the stage while Sahishnu counted. Each singing group, in turn, stood at the back of the stage while their voters passed in front of them.

Of course, this voting is great fun and everyone is keen to vote. It means a chance to pass right in front of Sri Chinmoy, allowing us to receive even more of the peace, light and joy which he is constantly radiating. Plus, we all wanted to see how the game would turn out.

Guru followed the counting closely, and ahead of time announced that he wanted people to vote with their conscience (and not, for example, just vote automatically for friends or countrymen). As he gazed upon us passing by, he also requested that everyone vote and not hold back without taking any side. There was amusement too, as when Projjwal was quickly the first to pass by in voting for the group that included his beloved daughter, Aruna.

As the voting drew to a close, the audience was all a-buzz, chatting about this and that interesting feature of the proceedings, and then Sahishnu announced the winner, which was Paree's group, followed closely by Agnikana's group. There was tremendous applause. What was gratifying was that each of the groups received a substantial number of votes, reflecting the fact that all had sung beautifully. In their variations on style, there was something for everyone.


Audio: The performance by Paree's group that got the most votes in the competition. 8

At another time in the evening, there was a fine slide show of photos taken by Projjwal during the Christmas trip, with a wide range of topics (from people on the street to Sri Chinmoy in his highest consciousness). These photos brought back the feelings of the trip. Excellent music composed by Alap especially for this presentation added a mysterious and inspiring depth to it. Plus, the ten minutes or so that preceded the slide show were filled with worried attendance to technical difficulties, and it was actually fun to just sit in the dark with Guru as he made little comments from time to time, and then called for Sandesh or Bhuvah or this person or that to come and rescue us from the technical dilemma (which was finally solved by I don't know who).

A play produced by Databir and his troupe brought together historical figures of tremendous importance in Guru's writings, commentaries and reminiscences, such as Laksmana (Rama's brother), Arjuna (Krishna's disciple), and Gorakshanath (a great spiritual master of the hoary past). I was especially stirred by Nripal's portrayal of a beloved figure from American history, one who was preeminently responsible for much of the freedom that America enjoys today. Nripal brought great diginity and depth to this American hero whom I love.

At the end of the function, many people stood outside the hall to see Sri Chinmoy as he left, and he waved to everyone. We wanted to enjoy just a few more seconds with this great soul, who for us represents the most sublime spiritual achievement. His loving presence is more precious than gold to us.

I must say that I enjoy these departures even more, perhaps, than the functions, because I love to see how honestly popular Sri Chinmoy is with his spiritual family. As Guru takes his leave, with his smile going in every direction, he offers many glances of appreciation to those standing by. Even these brief glances seem to communicate so much, and to be meant specially for each person.

These departures are moments of stillness for us. Then as Sri Chinmoy recedes into the distance, the stillness dissolves into people rendezvousing with friends, and a great lot of friendly chatting springs up. As I walked home (two blocks away), there was a stream of happy people around me, and I chatted with a new Czech acquaintance. As the stream broke into smaller rivulets heading to individual dwelling places, I had a distinct feeling of the meaning of all this as taking the light home to our privacy and our hearts.
 


Saturday, 10 April, 2004

Morning
by Prachar Stegemann

Note: there was a 2 mile race that morning, at which Sri Chinmoy had arrived and given the following prayer:

Each time an unconditionally
God-surrendered seeker
Meets with God,
God tells him,
“My child, you are the beauty
Of My Soul’s
Transcendental Dream
And you are the duty
Of My Heart’s
Universal Reality.”

- Sri Chinmoy This prayer was published in the book My Race-Prayers, (volume 2) Agni Press, 2006.
 

Around 10 past 8 this morning, many were flocked around the food tables, enjoying a post-2-mile race breakfast of muesli, a scrambled tofu concoction and fruits.

I was walking with 2 friends along the street when a young lady ran past: "Guru has come to the race!"

This news had spread fast, as from literally every direction, tracksuit-clad forms were reconverging, some walking briskly, some running excitedly, back to the race course. In reality, they were converging from a radius of not just a few blocks, they were coming and they have been coming on planes, trains, boats and prayers from every corner of the globe. (Yes, the globe does have corners - and you and I are each one).

My mind played a little game, asking the rhetorical question: "For what are so many grown men and women so eagerly hurrying and scurrying, as little children to a candy give-away? To catch a glimpse of our Guru? We saw him last night for many hours, and we shall be seeing him again for most of the day, so why the flurry? Why the haste?" The question was noted and filed, as I quickened the pace.

When I and my friends arrived, the morning prayer had already been given and recited, and a walk-past meditation was under way.

The women were filing past our Master first, giving me and my friends time to absorb the scene and prepare ourselves inwardly for the moment...

Even as we joined the slowly moving line approaching our Master, details from the physical-mental-temporal surroundings were evident - trees across the street swaying a very muted and gentle dance, I must do my laundry today, a middle toe reminds me these shoes are a half-size too small, birds' cheerful chirping, remember to inform so-and-so 9 o'clock singing practise is cancelled, a twig cracking underfoot...

then all is gone...

... in a smile.

There are no words for it - you can try 'beatific,' 'heavenly,' 'sublime,' 'exuding compassion,' all are good and correct, but none do justice to the interactive reality of this smile.

This is more than a smile representing an exalted state of consciousness - this smile communicates to every level of your being. It thrills the soul, magnifies the heart, silences the mind, surcharges the vital and even lightens the physical body. It transforms you.

First you look at the smile, then it draws you into itself and you find yourself inside it. For this smile is not just an outer smile on a face, it is an inner, all-pervading reality, a state of grace, blessedness and perfect oneness. In a few short minutes, hundreds of people have dived into and are swimming in that smile. It is everywhere, you don't have to see it now, you feel it as you float in its lap.

So that is why the people were hurrying, that is why many, many more would hurry, desperately and breathlessly hurry if they knew...

This smile strikes you dumb, takes your breath away, obliterates your worries, and elevates you instantly into bliss. Nothing else in this world can do that in one instant.

Only later do you wonder - how? For this smile sees no imperfection, no sorrow, no limitation, this smile sees only absolute perfection, absolute bliss, this smile sees and feels only God. This smile can only exist in the presence of God, a God who conquers all through His own Smile.

Yet how can that be? For this smile was at me, right into me.

More than that - this smile is within me.

It is mine.

It is I.

That is why I and we each hurriedly ran, to merge into this smile, to sip of this ecstasy, to rediscover the immutable reality that...

I am God.

My Guru's Smile is the proof.



Saturday, 10th April, 2004

by Tejvan Pettinger

On Saturday morning, Sri Chinmoy was lifting cars outside Aspiration Ground. In total he managed to lift 22 cars, including some heavy four-by-fours. I think that Natabara's car was the heaviest. This was all great fun for those who were present.

Later in the day, Sri Chinmoy lifted many of his students on a fairly new machine. The machine was a bit shorter than usual, enabling a faster turnover of people. I lost count of how many people were lifted, but it was a lot. As always, the outer act of lifting the person is symbolic of the inner act of lifting their consciousness. Also, Sri Chinmoy lifted 1,200 lbs in a seated calf raise twice. Finally he lifted a heavy weight 100 times in quick succession, with Rupantar counting as he did it.

In the evening, Guru said he was very happy with the lifts he had done during the day. He spoke quite modestly about his achievements, but was getting alot of joy and inspiration from his lifting. He was very keen to share this joy with his spiritual children. To honour his achievements, he gave out his favourite prasad item: a chocolate Baci which he threw to us as we passed by him. Jokingly, Sri Chinmoy said that if anybody dropped the prasad they would have to pay a fine. He continued: "If only people took me seriously, I would be a multi-millionaire." Quite a few people dropped the Baci, but of course nobody paid any fine!

Several singing groups performed during the function, including Prachar's group and Tanima's group. They each offered renditions of the song "My Heart's King,". As before, Sri Chinmoy asked the audience to vote for which performance they liked best. The women's group won by quite a bit. Prachar was applauded when even he gallantly voted for Tanima's group.
 


Tuesday, 13th April, 2004

Anniversary of Sri Chinmoy's arrival in the West - first account
by Nayak Polissar

The evening function was terrific, with every seat in the house filled. The peak for me was a walk-by with Sri Chinmoy meditating on each of us individually as we passed by, country by country. That sequence in itself was fascinating, as we tried to guess which country was now passing by. Some countries had many students, while others were represented by two or even one.

Now consider the enduring concentration of Sri Chinmoy during this period: for a full half-hour to forty minutes he was concentrating on each person as they passed, giving them his undivided attention and blessing. I know that when I passed by with the group from the USA, I felt very happy with the intense concentration of that expanded moment.

Another peak was listening to the beautiful letters that had been sent to Sri Chinmoy from various dignitaries and good friends around the world, including heads of state and other very accomplished people in a variety of fields. Guru would invite particular students up to read each of the letters, and his selection seemed so perfect--in some cases recognizing the connection that a particular student had with the state or country, and, in other cases, seeming to create that connection.

During the daytime, the function began early at the tennis court with reasonable weather, and then turned into a real downpour at the end. The rain gave us joy, yes it did, and Guru himself said that Grace was descending from above.

During the day function he lifted several people--very accomplished people--and there was for each a special song that highlighted their service to the world, plus the thunderously rousing theme song, "Lifting Up the World With a Oneness-Heart."

There were two major waves of prasad (food that Sri Chinmoy has blessed) plus a special cake--actually 40 separate cakes, one for each year of service to humanity and marking the 40th anniversary of our spiritual mission.
 


Tuesday, 13th April, 2004

Anniversary of Sri Chinmoy's arrival in the West - second account
by Tejvan Pettinger

After the heavy rain during the afternoon, it was nice to have the evening function in a comfortable, indoor arena. The function hall was beautifully decorated to reflect Sri Chinmoy's 40 years in the West. Above the stage there were 40 large photos of Sri Chinmoy. These included one from each year he has spent in the West.

These photos also reflected the vast array of Sri Chinmoy's different activities and interests, such as music, athletics and painting. Some photos had been taken whilst Sri Chinmoy was in a high meditation. Others showed him in a more relaxed state, usually with a delightful and intoxicating smile. On the stage itself, there were many beautiful arrangements of flowers and large maps of the five different continents. Surrounding these maps were more photos of Sri Chinmoy. These pictures showed Sri Chinmoy meeting various people or visiting important landmarks in those continents.


* * *

Sri Chinmoy arrived in a white dhoti, at about 6.30pm (not long after the epic afternoon function had just ended). After a powerful meditation, Sri Chinmoy soulfully said (this is from my memory):

"Today my name is not Sri Chinmoy. My name is Gratitude, gratitude, gratitude, Gratitude to my beloved Supreme inside each of you."

After that, we joined Sri Chinmoy in chanting "Supreme I bow to you" about 40 times. Sri Chinmoy has achieved so much in the past 40 years, it was quite humbling that he wanted to offer his gratitude to everyone who has helped and supported him.

Next Sri Chinmoy asked for his students to walk by in order of their respective countries. (See Nayak's account.) After a break there were a few selected singing groups. When the Indian group came up onstage, Sri Chinmoy said he would be so happy if West Bengal and East Bengal could go up as one country. Sri Chinmoy said that at heart, both regions were like brothers, who loved each other.

Later in the function, we heard readings of many letters sent by dignitaries to congratulate Sri Chinmoy on his 40 years in the West. These letters offered gratitude to Sri Chinmoy for all his activities which have helped to promote goodwill, tolerance and greater harmony amongst peoples.

The function finished at about 11pm and we took prasad on the way out.
 


 

Wednesday, 14th April, 2004

by Tejvan Pettinger

Wednesday was another very busy day for Sri Chinmoy. In the early evening he met with a former Olympic Champion at a nearby airport. The athlete and his wife were very happy to meet Sri Chinmoy, and said some very kind words. The Champion weighed over 200lbs and still looked in great shape for his age (73). After receiving the "Lifting Up the World with A Oneness-Heart" award, he joked to Sri Chinmoy that "When I weigh 500lbs we must do this again!"

After this short lifting function, Guru came straight to the other evening function. These are some of the highlights that I remember:

Students from the New Zealand Centre presented Sri Chinmoy with many awards which they had received on his behalf from various dignitaries and athletic associations. They also showed a delightful video in which people wished Sri Chinmoy a happy 40th anniversary of service to the West. Guru was very grateful to his New Zealand students. He said they have so much readiness, willingness and eagerness to manifest the Supreme's light in New Zealand.

Then in honour of his 40th anniversary, Sri Chinmoy gave by a hand a beautiful book to those present in the function hall. The book was quite simple, yet soulful. Sri Chinmoy wished to honour the various places he has been associated with during his life's journey. The book was entitled "I bow" and included these tributes on separate pages:

I bow to the soul of Shakpura (Sri Chinmoy's birthplace)
I bow to the soul of Chittagong
I bow to the soul of East Bengal (Bangladesh)
I bow to the soul of Pondicherry (location of the Ashram where Sri Chinmoy stayed from 1944-1964)
I bow to the soul of India
I bow to the Soul of New York
I bow to the Soul of America
I bow to the Soul of Canada
I bow to the Soul of Puerto Rico (location of the first Sri Chinmoy Centre)
I bow to the Soul of Jamaica, West Indies (another early Sri Chinmoy Centre)
I bow to the Soul of Europe
I bow to the Soul of the World

Also, there were many soul-bird drawings and photos associated with these different places. The first photo was taken when Sri Chinmoy was only five years old. He said in those days he was very reluctant to have his photo taken, and had to be persuaded by his brothers and sisters!

On the 12th of April, the French prepared a special prasad for everybody; so Guru asked the British to do the same for everyone tonight. Hopefully people appreciated their English cream tea; of a scone, jam, cream and Earl Grey Tea.

Sri Chinmoy later said he liked a little competition between countries, so he asked the Czechs to prepare prasad for tomorrow. He also said that he didn't like to give too much time for preparation. If we have too much time, we spend too much time thinking. The best things are always done spontaneously.
 


Friday, 16th April, 2004

by Tejvan Pettinger

Here are some highlights of recent functions:

On Thursday evening, there was a slide show by Ranjit and Unmesh. These slides were taken on their recent visit to India. The first few slides were of the area close to Rishikesh. This is an area of outstanding natural beauty where the Ganges has just descended from the Himalayas. At this point the Ganges was flowing very fast and was surrounded by beautiful mountains.

In this idyllic location there were many Ashrams, scattered along the banks of the Ganges. It occurred to me that, this appeared to be a completely different world to here in New York. However it is worth remembering what Sri Chinmoy has often said: Even if we find a secluded cave in the Himalayas, the mind can still be as restless as a monkey.

Other photos included Ashrams associated with saints such as Sri Anandamayi Ma, Sri Ramakrishna and Troilanga Swami

Last Friday evening there was very enjoyable play, produced by Dipika and her group Immortality Flame-Waves Productions. The play was based on stories about Ahalya, daughter of Brahma. In the first part, Brahma persuaded the sage Gautama to look after Ahalya, as his wife. Initially, she was a very devoted wife and excellent student. However, Indra, king of the Cosmic Gods was jealous of her beauty. Therefore, he successfully tried to tempt her. When Gautama discovered Ahulya was being unfaithful, he cursed Indra and his wife. Not until Sri Ramachandra walked over Ahalya many years later was she freed from the curse. Sri Chinmoy's telling of this traditional story can be viewed at Sri Chinmoy Library.

There was also a slide show of the Aspiration-Ground guards attempting their various 40 challenges in honour of Sri Chinmoy's 40th anniversary of service to the West.

Prasad was taken at about 11.30pm. This evening, special Prasad was brought by the Austrians. This was a typical Austrian dish of apple strudel. Also, whilst we took Prasad, two Austrian students played a famous classical piece to accompany us.

Sri Chinmoy said "I like this way of having prasad. Tomorrow we shall have another country prepare something special." After a long pause (in which people were trying to guess a country), he chose Australia. So I am looking forward to a typical Australian dish tonight.
 


Monday, 19th April, 2004

Official last day of April Celebrations
by Nayak Polissar

At an evening function, Sri Chinmoy set one of his immortal poems to music. (It was actually the second half of the poem, "The Goal is Won.") He also changed one word of this poem - 'beside' to 'behind', and that portion of the poem will now read:

Your days of excellence-joys
Are ahead of you
And Not behind you.
Why, then, do you not Immediately run and declare:
THE GOAL IS WON. 9

This poem was written in 1974 during a 24-hour session of writing in which Sri Chinmoy composed 360 poems, each a jewel. You can visit the entire book The Goal Is Won at Sri Chinmoy Library

* * *

Today the musical performance the New Zealand and Australian centres was marvelous. It started with some intriguing mixtures of sounds and then grew into a very powerful and soulful tribute to Sri Chinmoy. For those who were not there, it took place at an afternoon function at Aspiration-Ground tennis court, on this, the next to last day of our Celebration of 40 years of our path and our Master. The weather had turned from its changeable self to pleasantly warm, and the change had been so surprising that there was a confused mixture of people in shorts and people still bundled up in coats and sweaters.

Act after act entered onto the tennis grounds, and while all were good, Prachar's group (the NZ and Australian group referred to above) stands out in my memory. The women were dressed in various shades of bright solid-color saris, and the men were wearing--well, you guessed it--whites, pure white.

The Australians, by the way, had distinguished themselves the previous evening with a truly delicious confection--a mixture of pudding, pastry, chocolates and candies and I don't know what else. I just know that I ate it with real concentration--it was that good. Fresh from that success, the musical performance took place amidst welcome sunshine. It lasted a few minutes, and I do remember paying attention spontaneously, both with anticipation of the next turn that the piece might take, as well as tearful emotion engendered by the soulful and powerful creation.

* * *

Today at the tennis court, Sri Chinmoy celebrated Panchajanya's birthday with music. "Panchajanya" is Krishna's conch, and the song that includes a reference to this famous conch is called "He Partha Sarathi." The song is an invocation of Krishna, calling on him to blow his conch, Panchajanya, at the outset of the great battle of Kurukshetra to "drive away this depression of the heart." The song calls on the great conch to inspire the warriors and "make them fearless who are struck with fear." The song has many stirring phrases, including a tribute to the immortality of the soul, which shall not die in this battle.

As part of the birthday observance, Sri Chinmoy called down singers to stand before him and sing this immortal song. I jumped at the opportunity to join in this rousing music. When I first joined the path, this was one of the first songs that I learned. This song gives you courage, it gives you a window into the immortality of the soul, it vibrates with the consciousness of brave spirituality.

We stood before our Master with Panchajanya of the birthday in our midst and let it rip, the song, with the greatest gusto and enthusiasm, and with perhaps two hundred voices adding to all that. It was terrific. Sri Chinmoy soulfully thanked us for our service in bringing this song to life so vividly (my words, not his).

I am grateful to Panchajanya for so treasuring this song that he printed a beautiful two-sided color handout with the musical notation, translation, and Sri Chinmoy's passage about the high role of the conch. The first few sentences of this passage by our Guru: "Of all the musical instruments, the conch is the most sacred and spiritual. Cosmic Gods and Goddesses hold the conch. Sri Krishna, Arjuna, and all heroes of the highest order used the conch. It is the symbol of victory."

Panchajanya heads "Gandharva-Loka", a chain of music stores selling world instruments. He is all enthusiasm for his name and its meaning, and he lives up to it.

* * *

The End of the Celebration

Nothing could be farther from the truth than the title of this posting, but it is also 100% correct. The "April Celebrations" officially end today, departure day, but there will still be several more days of functions and celebration-related activities. All day today I have been seeing people getting into taxis and other people walking along the street wheeling a suitcase and carrying a backpack, and I have seen people saying goodbyes. At the lunch venue, there are no crowds, and in the seating at the tennis court and in the evening function, it is very easy to find a place to sit. A few days ago there were people everywhere, and anything you wanted usually involved a queue. Yet that was great fun, and the numbers were good, because they told you that a lot of people love God and value the help of a spiritual Master in discovering that Self. We had tremendous fun over the two weeks or so, and there were so many soulful moments where your heart was in your throat, and tears in your eyes cured all the dryness of life. It was terrific.

The time comes to go back home and feel that sweetness in your heart, thousands of miles from your brothers and sisters and from Sri Chinmoy. When we leave Guru, it is sometimes so awfully wrenching to leave that presence and to go into the mundane and ruthless consciousness of, for example, JFK airport. Guru always carries us in his heart, and we are the only ones experiencing the departure--for he never leaves us. Everyone eventually has to go back home, even if it is the local students leaving Sri Chinmoy's presence for the evening, or the students from continents away who may not even see their Guru for another year or two.

So, the Celebration ends, but it also does not end, for the Celebration is the natural joy and delight of the Supreme, and it is our descent to the non-Celebration that is unnatural. I believe that God-Realization is pretty much a big and wholesome party, with ever-expanding joy, and it has been a privilege to be here in New York to taste just a bit of that.

Today, like every day, we have been able to be with Guru for hours and hours, and his presence is like a tank that is constantly filling with nectar-wine.

The Celebration ends in one way, but continues in another. Plus, there will still be a few precious days of daily functions. I hope that our various writers will bring mention of them to the Inspiration site.

 


An exercise in oneness

by Pataka Spacek

We got the opportunity to have our all-Czech-and-Slovak performance at the Aspiration-Ground. I am sure, for everyone and every country, it is always one of the highlights of their visit, those five or ten minutes standing with their friends in front of Sri Chinmoy and singing a song, reciting a poem or performing a sketch...

It's even a bit funny - I feel that there are many far more important things I could do for Sri Chinmoy; yet this is so simple and direct a way of expressing the love and gratitude to Guru and joy and determination and faith one has in one's heart, that I never want to miss this moment. It always stays in me longest of all the memories of the visit.

But I wanted to mention this for another reason. It was only this time that I so much saw it as a most important lesson in oneness. I mean, oneness is of course one of the qualities Sri Chinmoy emphasizes while we are performing. But there is also a great deal of oneness and team-work needed while creating and rehearsing the performance - and oneness is much more difficult to keep while rehearsing than during those few minutes in the all-uniting silence-love around Sri Chinmoy.

We are lucky to be usually around 120 from the Czech Republic and Slovakia at the Celebrations. It is our good luck, as well as a challenge. For our April performance, we chose that significant poem Sri Chinmoy composed about his life a couple of years ago: "There was an orphan boy...", and our conductor started to have his visions about how to make it good. You may know he often has BIG visions, God bless him for that :-). The "trouble" is, they are rarely old-fashioned and easy-to-accept. So soon, many questions arose, doubting if certain arrangements are not too revolutionary and harmful to the original poem or song...

Now, none of us in Czechoslovakia is a blossomed seer yet, we have about the same experience with spirituality, and no one really knows the Truth (in spite of some of us having very seer-like balding heads). Yet, if you have some 70 people at a rehearsal, it's literally a whole national parliament - you may easily get seventy and one "correct" opinions on such a matter. What a common experience! :-)

Luckily, there was no war in the end. Things settled, some arrangements we did, others we dropped. And Sri Chinmoy seemed to be happy with the outcome... Perhaps it was also because we used, consciously or unconsciously, a few useful tricks to deal with the differences in opinion. (Unfortunately, it is not that we would always be very good in using them.)

There is usually more than one way to get someplace, and reaching the goal is what matters. In a performance, oneness-feeling is quite a noble goal to reach, I'd say; specially in a group of 120 people. I don't know, perhaps it is even one of the main reasons why Guru is having us perform - to make us do (spiritual) things together in oneness-joy. I believe, if there is oneness among us, we are able to receive more of his inner gifts. Anyhow, we realized again how good it is at times to "sacrifice" a bit of our individual opinions in favour of the oneness result. As Sri Chinmoy says, there is no such thing as sacrifice in spiritual life; it is just expanding our little selves...

After all, in cases like that, how do we really know what is right and what is wrong - how CAN we know? But whom to ask? We cannot ask our Master or any other illumined teacher about every little thing in our lives (what a pity). Well, an aphorism that Guru gave during the Christmas trip has helped me a lot with this (I hope I've remembered it well):

"God does not want to know Every thing that I do, As long as I keep His Vision-Eye In each and every action of mine." (unofficial)

It is not an immediate solution, for who of us, seekers, can say he always has and knows God's Vision in his actions... But to me, it is definitely the key, so I pray much for that - and have hope!
 


Tuesday, April 20, 2004

Evening meditation function
by Arpan DeAngelo

Today I returned from Boston where I ran the Boston Marathon on Monday. It was the 108th running of this annual classic marathon. This one was among the hottest. It reached 86 degrees F, or about 27 C. One would expect that kind of weather in the summer, but after an extremely cold winter and a chilly and wet start to spring, 86F was a shocker. It reflected in the overall performances, including mine, which was my slowest yet. Nevertheless, marathons are thrilling experiences and I am grateful to have completed another Boston Marathon which is my favorite marathon.

I missed the last few days of events here in New York, but I was happy to make it home in time to attend Tuesday night's function. At 8:50, Sri Chinmoy came in on his electric cart and circled around in a very powerful and sweet meditation for 15 minutes. Parvati's group sang 13 English songs of Sri Chinmoy's. Here are a few samples:

  • Fire devours firewood. Mind devours childhood.
  • A single soulful prayer In my heart-temple, Is far better than One million prayers elsewhere.
  • To draw God close, Devotion magnet Is par excellence.
  • Only genuine aspiration Can be empty of expectation.
  • Give up not hope. You too can easily be An excellent God-Lover And God-Server. 10


Following that, the "excellent singers" learned a new song and recorded it.

Stories were then read out from Part 6 of 'Compassion Miracles.' Sri Chinmoy called up the person who wrote each story to be read. He specifically picked shorter ones so as not to take all night. Some of the stories could move one to tears, while others were quite amusing. Pulak was asked to read out three of his stories which were moving and at the same time quite amusing. There were about 12 others who read out stories from this fascinating book.

Sri Chinmoy said that the visitors should hear some of the inspiring 'miracle' stories before going home. With the Celebrations officially over, there seemed to be less than 200 visitors left, and the auditorium had some empty seats.

After about two weeks of daily activities through a whole range of weather from wintery cold and wet to summer heat, and now with many blossoms bursting out on the trees and flowers, it feels as if ages have passed and this historic Celebrations has fed a multitude of sincere seekers for ages to come.

As things start to wind down here in New York and many people are returning to their respective homes, there is a strong sense of gratitude for the incredible 40 years of constant spiritual service that Sri Chinmoy has been offering. I am sure many people will carry these wonderul experiences of the last two weeks with them and try to share them with those people who could not come this time. For those of us lucky enough to still be here, we will try also to maintain the light and peaceful consciousness which has pervaded the events of this auspicious Celebrations.

Next: Meditation Functions May-July 2004
 

  • 1. On 25 February, Sri Chinmoy selected these songs as favourites out of all the songs he had composed over the years. The sheet music for the songs is available as PDF download.
  • 2. Published in the book My Race-Prayers (volume 1), Agni Press, 2004.
  • 3. Given by Sri Chinmoy on 4 March 2000 in New York, published in the book My Race-Prayers (volume 1), Agni Press, 2004. Arpan's original report indicated that this was the hundredth prayer - however this is very unlikely given the timing. It is more likely that the prayer given that morning was the 100th race prayer, especially as it is the last of 100 prayers published in the 'My Race-Prayers volume.
  • 4. In the original report, Agragati confused Harkara with Panchajanya Burri from Switzerland, who also has supplied Sri Chinmoy with many musical instruments in the past.
  • 5. April 7th is typically the day when Sri Chinmoy's students begin arriving for the 10-day Celebration of Sri Chinmoy's arrival in the west on April 13th.
  • 6. Sri Chinmoy would often travel around the floor of Aspiration Ground in an electric cart. In later years he would begin many meditation functions by circling around the meditation grounds on the cart, meditating on each of the audience members.
  • 7. This prayer was published in the book My Race-Prayers, (volume 2) Agni Press, 2006.
  • 8. Source: Radio Sri Chinmoy - note that it specifies 10 April as the date in that performance, but 9 April is more likely given that it describes five female choirs performing and Paree's group winning.
  • 9. The original poem is published in The Goal Is Won, Agni Press, 1974
  • 10. These songs were composed by Sri Chinmoy on January 27, 2004 and published in the songbook Enthusiasm, part 7

Meditation Functions with Sri Chinmoy May-July 2004

Wed May 26, 2004
by Agragati Siegel

I arrived in New York at half past six in the evening on May 22. A quick bite to eat and I was on my way to prepare for the evening function at Aspiration-Ground. Along with my usual travel gear was an unusual item. It was a record from the sixties that featured the voice of Rabindranath Tagore reciting his poems and songs. Sri Chinmoy is a huge fan of India's greatest poet and Nobel Prize winner, and this album would surely interest him. I was given direction to obtain it from Dharmaja, who posts regularly on this forum. Mridanga indicated that he would get it to Sri Chinmoy when he could.

Sri Chinmoy arrived at the Aspiration-Ground tennis court around 9PM. He sat quietly for a few minutes, and then began. "Please come and practice the song." He had composed a new song that very morning. He had set words by the great Swami Vivekananda to music, and now he wanted his advanced singers to perfect it. About fifty singers, mostly women, stood in front of him and sang it. The words in the beginning are something to the effect of "The real God- seekers never declare God's failure."

Following the singing practice, Sri Chinmoy called down Akuli. She had written a poem about Sri Chinmoy purely in Bengali, which is impressive, considering that she is a native Westerner. He was prepared to read out her poem when he noticed a few small errors in the piece. He asked her to fix them; he promised he would read it out in the near future. Sri Chinmoy told her that he was extremely proud of her Bengali writing capacity, calling her a "true Bengali scholar."

The evening program called for five live plays and one video- recorded play. The first was an offering by Vijali about a horse who wanted to have a longer neck and legs. It was then turned into a camel. Sad and upset, it begged to be changed back to its original condition. The moral of the story was not to desire physical changes but to be happy with what one has been given by God.

The second play was by Databir with Abakash, Pulak, Pradhan, and Adhiratha as a young Sri Chinmoy. It featured a story of Papali, one of the prominent disciples of Sri Aurobindo, the great spiritual Master. It detailed the interaction that Sri Chinmoy had with him when he was a young man. Papali was teaching a poem that would be recited to the Mother of the ashram. He asked each student to recite the words. When Sri Chinmoy gave his version, the teacher kicked him out of the class, saying that his was so radically different that it was unacceptable. The group performed their recitation for the Mother. Later in the story, young Chinmoy was invited by his teacher to teach his version to the class. He wanted to see which version the Mother would like more. They then performed Chinmoy's version in front of her. She immediately declared that she appreciated it more. It was a lesson in humility for Papali.

Next was a play featuring Tanima, visualizing a classic story about Sri Chaitanya and another writer (Raghunath), who were together in a boat. Raghunath was jealous of Sri Chaitanya, whose words were infinitely more powerful than the ones he had written.

Aushadi and Utthal performed a story of how a weak person asked a stronger one to carry some packages to the market. The stronger one made a deal with him that allowed the possibility of keeping the items himself. The weaker one utilized his friend's greed and tricked him into carrying all the packages for him. The story, which was narrated by Vikramadita, showed how one may have a weak body, but if his mind is strong, he can utilize it to accomplish something which he couldn't otherwise do.

Sri Chinmoy later invited his students onto the tennis court ground to catch a better view of a videoed play performance. It detailed a moment in the life of the Buddha. At the end of the video, Lord Buddha has a dialogue with his best disciple, Ananda, about manifesting truth here on earth. The costumes, set, and acting were on a very high level. Sitting in close proximity to Sri Chinmoy, I was able to clearly observe his movements. At times he would be very concentrated on the video, at others, he was in a meditative mood. It was a great joy to be there.

Finally, he called for prasad: an orange, a delicious dark chocolate, Japanese crackers, an apricot, a frozen fruit bar, mango lassi, the infamous Rhajbog Indian spice mix, and a spicy samosa. He read out the names of those who had contributed the items.




Recently Sri Chinmoy spoke of 4 doctors: the medicine doctor, the prayer doctor, the faith doctor, and the God Doctor. He noted that for the most fulfilling results these 4 doctors work together.

Adhiratha


Tue Jun 22, 2004
by Kamalakanta Nieves

The Father's Day function lasted over 6 hours. I do not remember at what exact time Sri Chinmoy got there, but it was between 11:00 and 11:30 a.m.

First, there was a silent meditation, and then he proceeded to perform music. The esraj performance was extraordinary. At one point Sri Chinmoy started improvising on the esraj. Quite modern, I have to say!

Secondly, Sri Chinmoy sang while playing the harmonium. His voice is so beautiful! Recently he had a severe cold, and could not sing for weeks. I am very happy to see that his voice has come back.

Then he played the sitar. If you listen closely, you will notice he is doing something new on the sitar, which makes it sound more like a traditional sitar sound (not that I know too much about that!).

He also taught what he called "an immortal song." The text is (unofficial version, of course):

"There is only one Father, His name is: Supreme, Supreme, Supreme, Supreme, Supreme, Supreme, Supreme. I am His Heartbeat. He is my life's Dream."

-Sri Chinmoy


Wed Jun 23, 2004
From: Nayak  Polissar

A few days ago at a function, Sri Chinmoy offered one of his students her soul's name. This young woman is a lovely and deep person, and it was very moving to see her receive the name of her soul. Sri Chinmoy offers these names as a way for the student to make progress. He doesn't really change the name or create a name that is not there. No, this name has been there since the beginning of this lifetime, but we do not know our soul's purpose in coming into this lifetime and being part of the earth play. The name is simply the name of the quality that our soul is here to manifest. We cannot see it, but Sri Chinmoy or any great spiritual Master can.

I received my name in 1977 at a tennis court that was situated next to a 400-meter track in New York City. Sri Chinmoy had gone there to play tennis, and I was observing. At the end of his several games, he called me over and softly told me the name, how it was pronounced and the meaning of it. Those nearby grew silent during these special few moments. It was wonderful to receive that name, and I will always treasure it. The short meaning of "Nayak" is 'leader,' in the sense of one who leads people to the goal. This is my ideal, and I hope that I am growing into this as time goes on.

I have been present on a number of occasions when people have received their spiritual names, and it is truly a sacred moment. Potentially, everything that went before can be different than everything that follows. It is like being given a key to your heart.

Back to this young lady who was receiving her name. Sri Chinmoy meditated and she meditated, and all of us (over 100) were silent to the limits of silence, and then he handed her an envelope with her soul's name in it. The closed envelope always inspires the person receiving their name to open it later, in private, after meditating to receive the most out of the occasion.

What is in a name? A soul.

 


Sat Jun 25, 2004
Kamalakanta Nieves
Tonight Sri Chinmoy offered these four new prayer-poems:

I unreservedly believe In the very best Of every human being.

The pure heart Of a sincere man Is always at ease.

One becomes rich, very rich In the inner world By spending oneself Unconditionally.

The birthplace Of God's Smiles Is my own aspiration-heart


Wed Jul 28, 2004
by Sharada Crowe 

Sri Chinmoy is lifting alot still. He is doing some very heavy lifts of groups of people. On the court there was a period (Sunday morning?) when he was looking for some of the heavier men and lifting them four at a time. On one occasion he lifted Databir, Rupantar, Udar and er... one other together (sorry, can't remember!). These lifts totalled around 800lbs and over, so they superseded the "heavy man" lift which Nayak mentioned earlier.

Sri Chinmoy is also playing his double bass a lot. He called for the 'excellent singers' at one point, and then there was a divine exchange in which Sri Chinmoy would play a song, and the singers would have to sing that same song. I think he played the double bass on both Saturday and Sunday morning at the court.

In case no one has posted it already, here is the race prayer from Saturday morning, July 23:

"I give my money-power to God. God smiles at me. I give my name, my fame, my joy and my pride to God. God smiles at me twice. I give my oneness-heart unreservedly to God. God smiles at me a million times And embraces me a million times. I give my cheerful, sleepless and unconditional surrender-breath to God. God smiles at me and deliberately forgets to stop, God embraces me and deliberately forgets to stop."

At the court on Saturday, this prayer was put to music to make a song.

On Saturday evening we had plays. Palash, Tanima and Lalita performed a very nice version of the 'Damodar' scene from Sri Chinmoy's Chaitanya play. This is a very cute scene in which Damodar tries to shoo a small boy out of the temple because he thinks that the place is only for adults who 'know how to pray and meditate.' Chaitanya intervenes and, of course, we realise that the child has a much better idea of prayer and meditation than does Damodar. We then had a play from Databir and Abakash based on a vignette from Sri Chinmoy's youth. Finally Aparajita performed from Everest-Aspiraton with Michael (who incidentally also did a very sweet portrayal of a younger Sri Chinmoy in the second play). The plays were great and a real treat to watch.

Kamalakanta has already provided you with a recording of another occurrence from Saturday night: Somebody had given out a copy of a certain piece of Sri Chinmoy's writing ("There was a time..."). Guru read this to us line by line and we repeated it back to him. There was also a musical performance by Kodanda's group, which Kamalakanta has also provided for your listening enjoyment (and with what speed!).

On Sunday afternoon, Sri Chinmoy visited a divine enterprise and composed a special song to celebrate the business and the occasion. Then he sat at the door of the shop whilst we all went inside to have a look around. The place has been very beautifully decorated and refurbished. Finally, we all took prasad (blessed food) - a delicious chocolate brownie and applesauce.

Samunnati Wins Toulouse International Marathon

Samunnati Nataliya Lehonkova of the Sri Chinmoy Marathon Team won the Toulouse International Marathon in France on October 29th. Amidst extreme weather conditions including a temperature of 3 degrees Celsius, she set a new personal best in a time of 2.38:22.

Samunnati hails from Ukraine and is the fastest female runner in the international Sri Chinmoy Centres. Earlier this year she won the marathon in Edinburgh, Scotland. When running she tries to invoke spiritual energy to help her in the race. Samunnati says she is inspired by Sri Chinmoy's deep love of running.

Successful Gibraltar Straits Crossing

Vasanti Niemz, a two time English Channel swimmer and ultra-triathlete from the Sri Chinmoy Marathon Team Germany, has recently swum across the Gibraltar Straits, the body of water separating Spain from Morocco

Vasanti (right) and her assistant Albena hold the Peace Torch after a succesful crossing.

Vasanti Niemz, a two time English Channel swimmer and ultra-triathlete from the Sri Chinmoy Marathon Team Germany, has recently swum across the Gibraltar Straits, the body of water separating Spain from Morocco. Vasanti completed the 14K (8.7 mile) swim under favourable conditions in 5 hours and 25 minutes. She was assisted by Albena Margaritowa from Edinburgh. Vasanti's Gibraltar crossing was a dream come true. She dedicated the swim to the 25th anniversary of the World Harmony Run, a global Torch relay for peace founded by Sri Chinmoy.

The swim bridged the continents of Europe and Africa

First steps on the Spiritual Path - short stories

from Sri Chinmoy's students around the world

"It is your mind that has no Master yet, but your heart has."

Once we met a very interesting Chinese man, a coach of oriental wrestling named Chin Pin Sin. Raised by his grandfather, a Buddhist monk, he had stayed in a monastery since the age of 12. When we met him, he was about 40.

At that time, a group of friends and we studied Sri Aurobindo's books on our own and tried to practise meditation. One day we were waiting with this group for a long time to meet the Chinese man, but he did not come. When only four of us remained, he suddenly arrived. He explained that he had taken so long because he was waiting for the merely curious people to leave.

We had a long and interesting conversation. He was smiling at us and explaining what our mistakes were. When we asked him to accept us as disciples, he said that it was not possible because we had a Master already. We tried to explain that we had no Master, but he said, "It is your mind that has no Master yet, but your heart has."

He said that he saw our Master above our heads. He added that he did not know the earthly name of our spiritual Master, but that he clearly saw that this was a very strong and divine spiritual Master, that his disciples were Heavenly soldiers and that we were going to join a higher path than the one he was following. We would not meditate as he did, but the Master would meditate through us.

At the end he said, "The Master will himself bring you to the path. Please, wait and be careful." He also said that we should not meet him any more, and it would be wrong if he were to accept any of us as his disciples.

In 1996 we came to Guru's path, and we have no doubts that the Master whom the Chinese man was speaking about is our Guru.

Vladimir and Galina (Krasnoyarsk)



prageeti-pragunya.jpgI went to a workshop offered by another meditation centre at the request of my husband Pragunya, who was very keen to learn meditation. When I drove into the carpark, I immediately did not like the feeling I got – it felt cold. As a result, I did not like the instructor and couldn’t imagine how she could teach me to meditate. I came home and announced to my husband that I was not interested in parting with $1,500 for something I did not think the teacher could teach me.

The next day Pragunya returned from work with a flyer from the Sri Chinmoy Centre. All their courses, not just the introduction, were free, so he said, "We are going together." On the 22nd of May 1996, at 7:30 p.m., we approached the door to the Centre. I will always remember the contrast in what I felt. As we climbed the stairs, I felt a warmth inside me, and when we opened the door, the feeling was so familiar and homelike that I said to my husband, "I can definitely learn to meditate here."

Next moment we met the classgivers - Subarata and Jogyata - at the sign-in desk. We both immediately liked them and wanted to talk to them. Jogyata made our name tags and invited us to take a seat in the classroom. The first photo I saw of Guru was Guru standing in a doorway holding a lily and wearing a pale pink dhoti with his hand lightly resting on his cheek. Guru looked so peaceful.

Pragunya and I were inwardly instantly hooked, although we needed the course and continuation classes for our minds to grasp all the newness. On the 1st of September 1996, Guru saw a photo of our family (we have two sons who were three and seven at the time) and accepted us as his disciples. But for me, I felt that Guru did not need to see us; our souls were already connected. That first step up the stairs of the Centre, the spontaneous heart-warming feeling we received, was our souls’ delight at our Guru finding us again.

Prageeti (Auckland, New Zealand)


My first meditation with Sri Chinmoy

My very first meditation with Guru was in San Francisco. We were all seated at tables, having finished a meal, with Guru facing us. Guru began concentrating on us, one by one, starting with the person to his right.

As Guru’s gaze came closer and closer to me, I was filled with more and more light. Finally, when his divine eyes were focused on me, my whole being was filled to the brim and beyond with amazing light divine. Such grace! How glorious!

Imagine my amazement when, the next moment, he actually was meditating upon me. I could hold no more inside nor radiate enough beyond. Divine tears poured from my light- filled eyes.

by Jhalmala


Visiting Sri Chinmoy in New York

This is about my first experience in New York ten years ago, when I came to April Celebration to see Sri Chinmoy for the first time. He was my Master for a year and I could not see him earlier because of all kind of problems that Yugolsavian citizens faced at that time with geting visas.

I became Sri Chinmoy's student by seeing his photo - with such a smile I have never seen in my life before. Immediately I felt extraordinary Light comming into myself, something very deep and profound inside my heart and I was very surprised that it came from the small newspaper photo. Before I became Sri Chinmoy's student I had read quite a few books about the relation between student and the Master and I could not wait to meet my own Master.

And it finally happened. I felt the most sweetest feeling ever when I first saw him. I was just happy to be in his presence and I did not expect anything else. After a few days we celebrated April 13th, the day when Sri Chinmoy came to America. In the morning at the Aspiration Ground everything seemed like usual. But suddenly Sri Chinmoy started walking around in his deep meditation. For me it was so strong and beautiful, I felt my heart was melting spontaneously, even not being aware what was going on. Later on I realised that I was prepared for something more high and more deep that I will never forget.

Having finished his meditation Sri Chinmoy started talking to us with very gentle and smooth voice. It was a very long talk, but I did not hear his words and I couldnot remember anything he said that morning. I only felt that he brought me so far to the Source that I unconsciously knew existed. My heart-tears were flowing though my eyes and I could not stop them, I only knew that I was waiting all my life to be brought to this deep feeling of being one with myself and everything else on this earth.

- Jadranka (Belgrade)
 



My son had been a disciple of Sri Chinmoy for two years already, which was met with some scepticism by the rest of the family. One day, he took us along to a picnic organized by his meditation group. We all enjoyed the picnic very much: a group of men (Arthada’s music group) played beautiful music, and in the afternoon we played various games. To make it short: it was a very pleasant picnic, and the members of the meditation group made a good impression on me.

Following the picnic, we were invited by Urdhagaminee to attend a meditation class for beginners that she was leading together with Indivar in Vienna-Neustadt. Vienna-Neustadt is only 28 km away from my home and I was also curious to see what exactly my son was doing and what kind of group he had joined, so I decided to give it a try.

For the following 8 weeks, I drove to Vienna-Neustadt once a week to attend the meditation class. The meditation class was very good and I liked it. When the time came to make a decision on whether or not to continue this way of meditation and become Sri Chinmoy’s disciple, I was not entirely sure. But then I thought to myself, "After all, nothing bad can happen. And if they ever start criticising other religions, then I’ll know for sure that this is a sect." But this was never the case – rather the contrary. Over time I learnt that Sri Chinmoy treasures all religions as part of a world-family. It has been eight years now since I joined the Sri Chinmoy Centre and I have not regretted a single day of it.

- Didivi (Vienna, Austria)


It was a beautiful summer day and I had to get something from a certain shop. When I was done, a sudden downpour of rain stopped me from leaving, so I just waited under the canopy in front of the shop. A girl about my age also took shelter there. She started reading a big Mickey Mouse comic book and after a while she said: "You know, I think it’s better to talk to you!" She was so nice, smiling and looking really happy. In the end she gave me a flyer for a meditation workshop.

Well, I was not particularly interested in meditation, but the happiness of this girl impressed me a lot. (At that time I looked at everything more from the darker, depressed side of life.) So I went to the workshop and these are the things I still remember:

First: Meditation is like gaining 500 inner Apfelstrudel (apple strudel). During the day you lose them and then you have to meditate again. The person leading the workshop was Canadian, and Apfelstrudel was the only German word he knew.

Second: The first day I just couldn’t look at Sri Chinmoy's picture on the meditation shrine, but on the second day I was brave enough and had quite an uplifting meditation experience with stars and the universe involved. When I told my family about it enthusiastically – I was still in school and lived with my parents at that time – they just smiled at me indulgently. ("Of course, you’ve been in the universe...Anything else?")

Somehow something drew me to that meditation group. So although living in another city, I came to the Centre once a week. It took me quite a while to understand some things about our path. The inner call was there, but the mind needed some time to realise how to gain this happiness through meditation.

- Janhita (Nuremberg, Germany)


The following incident happened when I was 20 years old. At that age I did a lot of things that you do when you are young and impetuous. One night in September, I went with my best friend and two other boys to a disco. At one o'clock in the morning, when we wanted to go home, we were all quite drunk. In such a situation, for some reason you think of yourself as immortal and you are not at all expecting that things can go wrong. We had come in one car, and the driver had a reputation for losing his self-control very easily after drinking. For this reason, my friend asked if he could drive instead, but the driver insisted on driving himself, since he was also the owner of the car.

On our journey home, we were stopped at a traffic light when another car stopped besides us. The driver of this car started to provoke us into joining him for a little race. When the light turned green, both cars speeded up to full throttle. The race led us into a long tunnel, and while the other car fell back, we went on at highest speed.

I was sitting behind the driver in the back seat, with my friend beside me. We both began to feel uncomfortable about the whole thing and we shouted at the driver to slow down. But he was totally deaf in that ear and seemed to be completely out of control, as if possessed by madness. All of a sudden, the whole atmosphere in the car changed. The car was filled with electricity and the air was so thick that you could cut it. It became obvious to me that this journey would find no good end.

After leaving the tunnel, there was a dangerous curve and our driver was still driving like a maniac. I became fully aware that an accident was unavoidable, and that an accident at this speed would cause either my death or very serious injuries. I had hardly finished this thought when something astonishing happened: all at once I became totally calm and tranquil and all fear and panic vanished from me. The next moment, something from deep inside my heart came to the fore, surrendered completely and unconditionally to God and started to pray with utmost humility and devotion. The prayer went something like this: "My beloved Father, I know that I have committed quite a number of mistakes in my life and I am ready to bear the responsibility for this. If it is Your Will that I die now, or if I have to spend the rest of my life in a wheel- chair, then I will accept this fate most devotedly. Thy Will be done."

Right after this prayer, I saw pictures and sequences of my life running very fast like a movie in front of my inner eye. All this took only a few moments, and when I concentrated again on what was happening around me, I saw that the driver had lost control of the car and that we were heading into the left crash barrier. I barely had time to press my knees against the driver's seat and to pull my arms in front of my head. Afterwards we came to know that the car crashed at about 120 km/h into the left crash barrier, overturned across the two lanes, crashed against the right crash barrier, flipped over it and finally landed on its roof against a small tree.

The next thing I remember was that I was lying on my back on the asphalt. I was afraid that other cars would run over me, so I got up as fast as possible and found myself standing on the pavement. Somehow I must have been thrown out of the car window when it overturned. I saw the wrecked car lying there on its roof, and I felt I had to lie down near the car in the grass. My whole body hurt and I felt totally weak. There was dead silence. The only thing I heard was the dripping of some liquid that was running out of the car. I was afraid that it was gas and that the car would explode. Then I saw the driver and the other boy crawling out of the broken windows of the wreck, and I remembered that my friend must still be inside. I told them to get him out of the car, and they pulled him out by one arm.

When I saw that he was still alive, I was able to breathe freely again and to calm down. I was still lying on my back in the grass, when I found above me the most beautiful starry sky. All the stars and the whole heaven were so close to me, it seemed as if they wanted to cover me, and I felt myself infinitely safe. My heart began to fill with gratitude, and suddenly I felt the presence of God. I felt Him caressing my head two or three times full of love and affection. Then I felt Him saying that my time for leaving had not yet come and that there was still something for me to accomplish in this lifetime. This message was something I felt very intensely, rather than something I heard with my outer or inner ears. My eyes filled with tears and I was overcome with infinite peace and gratitude, and I started praying, full of gratitude to God that He had protected me and saved my life.

I can remember feeling disturbed and somewhat disappointed when the first helpers arrived to take care of us, because they interrupted this deep inner experience most abruptly. The driver and the other boy were completely unharmed. My friend and I were taken to the hospital, but after four days they sent us home. I felt it was an absolute miracle that nobody was seriously hurt or killed. When the driver of the other car, which had raced us, had to give a statement to the police, he told them that he did not think that anybody would leave this car alive, after he saw the car overturning through the air like a sparking ball.

In the following years, I became interested in spirituality and meditation, and after six or seven years I came in contact with Sri Chinmoy's path and became his disciple. After some time, one day I realised that the divine presence that you feel in those special moments when you are inwardly or outwardly very close to Guru was the same divine presence I felt after the accident, when I was lying there in the grass! All at once I became aware that it was Guru who was there that night and saved my life, long before I became a disciple! It was he who caressed my head and who let me know that there was something left for me to do in this lifetime!

I do not know what the Supreme has planned for me in this lifetime, but I do know that I wish to have at every single moment of my life that same kind of unconditional surrender to Him as I had just before the accident. And I wish to have at every single moment of my life that same kind of infinite gratitude to Him as I had just after the accident, when I was lying there in the grass.

- Jitendra (Munich)


Although I had belonged to the Theosophical Society for many years, I was never satisfied. I didn’t know where else to go, so I never followed it up.

One night my neighbour went to a meditation meeting in Devonport, and the next morning she came and said, „You gotta go! You gotta go!“ So I took her and her ex-husband to hear Jogyata speak at Devonport. The first night there I had a vision of Guru. He was about three feet off the floor, sitting cross-legged and wearing a white garment drawn up between his legs and over his shoulder. After the meeting, I asked Jogyata who the gentleman was, and he said, „Oh, that’s Guru!“ Then I was hooked – I knew I had my pudding. I’d always had a meal without a pudding, but when I heard Jogyata speak, I knew I had my pudding. That was 25 years ago.

Harshani (Auckland, New Zealand)



In 1973, when I was a sophomore at Wesleyan University in Connecticut, one day my mother phoned me up and told me that she had a Guru. My first thought was that she must be going through the 'change of life' that makes women of a certain age sometimes do strange things. But actually, it was not so strange – my family had been going through a spiritual transformation for years. Inspired by my oldest brother, I had become a vegetarian and started doing yoga while I was in high school in Port Washington, on suburban Long Island. And I had been deeply moved by several spiritual books, including Hesse’s Siddharta and Kazantzakis’ The Last Temptation of Christ. I had started meditating twice a day when I was a freshman in college, to stay healthier under the pressures of student life. And my mother had been pursuing her spiritual search in her own way, exploring various philoso-phies and paths. She had an interest in acting and theatre, and a friend of hers from the community drama troupe, who we now know as Chameli, had introduced her to Sri Chinmoy.

The concept of a Guru was not totally foreign to me. I had recently read Be Here Now, in which a former Harvard professor tells the story of his journey to India and how he found his Guru. And I had heard of Sri Chinmoy: the great guitarist John McLaughlin used to come to our university to take lessons in Indian music, and he sometimes gave concerts for the students with his Mahavishnu Orchestra. He had Sri Chinmoy’s poetry and photos on his albums. I saw and felt something special in Mahavishnu and his music. I had also dabbled in some psychotropic substances that confirmed my deep inner sense that there was some other reality, some other way of being, of knowing, that I would never find at school – and I was increasingly dissatisfied with my intellectual life.

In early 1974, when I came to New York on class break, my mother took me to see Guru at New York University, where every Saturday night he offered a public meditation. The medi-tation was held in a lecture hall that had banks of seats rising upwards. Guru sat at the bottom and, at one point, turned his gaze from row to row, meditating for a brief second on each seeker. When his eyes met mine, I knew in an instant that he could see everything inside me, but this was not frightening because I felt that he was intrinsically loving and compassionate. I also knew that he KNEW everything that I wanted to know in this life, and that he was the highest being that I had ever met and was ever likely to meet. And then I felt a sensation, like a „ping“, in the centre of my chest. I had no idea what that meant, but years later I understood that Guru was awakening the energy in my heart centre.

Despite this powerful experience, it took me some time to accept Guru’s path. I had other plans for my life. I moved down to New York and transferred universities to live with my boyfriend. I knew that we needed to get married in order to follow Guru’s path, so that took a little time. And then, still, I was hesitating. One day, as I was sitting on a bench at Queens College between classes, I was thinking about my life. Suddenly tears came and a voice from somewhere within me said, “What are you waiting for? This is what you have been waiting for all your life!“

At the next opportunity, I told my mother that I wanted to follow Guru’s path. According to the custom at that time, she phoned Dulal, who then phoned Guru with my request. The phone call came back from Dulal: Guru had replied, „Oh, I accepted her a long time ago.“

Pragati (New York)



During the late 1960s, I had begun to question my own way of being, as well as that of the world in general. As an honours student in one of the best suburban high schools in Westchester, New York, I was pretty much assured of getting into a good university, but my disillusionment and bewilderment were making me restless and draining me of enthusiasm for school. In my senior year especially, I found it difficult to relax and even more difficult to concentrate on my studies. My everyday tension was most apparent to me in my modern dance. I had always been athletic and stayed in shape with tennis and swimming. But when it came to the subtleties of working with different sets of muscles in dance, I saw I could become much more limber.

I did not realise I was searching for a different way of life, but thoughts of wanting to rise above daily tensions, and feelings that there had to be a deeper reason for existing, were gradually becoming more prominent. One day in school, I happened to stumble upon a friend sitting on the floor in a corner of a classroom, struggling to get her legs into the lotus position. Since I had not the faintest idea of what she was up to, I inquired. She told me she was taking yoga exercises and persuaded me to come to some of her classes. Partly out of curiosity, partly because I was always open to new experiences, I went. I should add that in those days, ‘yoga’ was not a house-hold word the way it is now, and the concepts of Hatha Yoga and meditation were quite esoteric and mysterious.

So it happened that in the fall of 1967 I began going to Yoga of Westchester, run by Sarama, who herself had just become Guru’s disciple. The exercise classes were followed by short meditation sessions, which I hoped would improve my concentration. Having been raised as an atheist, I was not approaching this new activity as anything religious. But as the months went on, during my meditation I found myself spontaneously praying to some kind of higher power, as it were. I felt that if I did not pursue the possibility of a spiritual dimension in life, I would always wonder whether it existed or not. Also during that time I adopted the vegetarian lifestyle, which, again, was not as widely accepted as it is now.

At one point a middle-aged woman named Beatrice Serlin, who lived in the same community, began attending the yoga classes with me. In September of 1968, unbeknownst to either of us, Sarama showed our pictures to her Guru, who then invited Beatrice and me to come to meditations held at his recently-acquired home in Queens. I barely knew what a Guru was, but I decided to go. In those days the only Centre activities were the Thursday evening and Sunday afternoon meetings, and I fit right in with some mini-skirted young women and hippie-ish looking, long-haired young men who had recently joined the core group of middle-aged disciples.

After two or three sessions, Guru told me that I should concentrate on opening my heart more. I decided to work on this on my own for exactly a month, before going back to attend the Centre meditations again. I did not tell anyone why I stopped coming to Queens or what my intentions were. It was my own little spiritual secret. I continued my various activities, while always focusing on my heart, even wearing pendants and pins over my heart centre as a reminder. When the end of the month approached, I felt some uncertainty as to whether I had been successful enough, so I decided that perhaps I should wait before going back to the meditations.

Lo and behold, exactly on the last day of my month-long self-imposed sadhana, Sarama telephoned me and said, "I just got a call from Guru. He’s been concentrating on you for the last month, and you’re in, kid!" That was how I learned I had been accepted as a disciple.

Nilima (New York)

Sevananda's stories

About three years ago, my mother was diagnosed with a very serious form of cancer that was quickly spreading. To be certain, she went for the opinion of three prominent cancer specialists in Puerto Rico. All of them concurred: she definitely had a serious form of cancer.
I became increasingly worried—I love my mother dearly and her suffering and imminent death were torturing my heart. Over the years I have met excellent physicians and naturopaths who have been very successful in treating cancer as well as other so-called "incurable" diseases. It was my hope to bring my mother to New York for such treatment.
Her main physician told her that she needed radiation, chemotherapy and most definitely surgery. I asked my mother to please hold off with all those therapies until I could consult with the doctor I had in mind, and to send me copies of her records. When I read her blood analysis, panic struck me hard, for it became real that my mother was very sick.
I had not wanted to tell Guru anything until I had all the information, but now pressure was mounting, and my mother was scheduled for surgery within a few weeks. Finally, I wrote Guru a letter explaining everything. I told him that I love my mother very much and that I was not ready to lose her, but I also told him that I was praying for God's Victory in whatever form it would express itself.
Guru's reply came immediately. "Ask her to please postpone the surgery for one month." I immediately telephoned my mother and pleaded with her to please listen and follow Guru's advice. She agreed.
Fortunately or unfortunately, I have a cousin who is a very prominent doctor, and he argued that the surgery could not be delayed. He had all the members of my family in Puerto Rico on his side and they pressured my mother to concede. I was devastated. I would call her every day in tears and beg her. My poor mother was confused and frightened. She really wanted to please me by listening to Guru's advice, but the family pressure was too much for her. So I told her, "Do what you feel you need to do. I love you and will support any decision you take." This brought her a sense of peace, and she decided to go ahead with the surgery.
The doctor wanted to operate as soon as possible, since he was scheduled to be on board a cruise ship for a three-week vacation. But God had a better plan. My mother was ready to go for surgery in two days, but there were no beds available for about two weeks in any of the hospitals where this particular doctor could practise. Since he was going away for three weeks, the surgery had to be postponed for one month.
One month later, when the doctor came back from his vacation, more tests were done before the surgery. There was no evidence of cancer, not a trace, as if it never happened. The doctors said that all along they must have had the wrong records, the records of another patient.
God and Guru alone know what happened. My mother and family are extremely grateful to Guru and God for this incredible miracle. The other miracle is that whenever my mother sees Guru, she becomes a beautiful child swimming in tears of joy and gratitude. She says, "He is so beautiful!"

Sevananda (Puerto Rico)

 

 

Sipra's stories

sipra.jpgI joined the Sri Chinmoy Centre 30 years ago when I was 31. I came to the spiritual life after having many life experiences. Although opportunities had been placed before me to marry and have a family – always I found myself avoiding this step in life. When I joined Sri Chinmoy's path, he told me it was not necessary for me to marry. When I heard this, I experienced a tremendous sense of relief and felt liberated from the social pressures that are put upon women to have a partner and children.

However, although I believed I had 'done it all' when I joined Sri Chinmoy, he was able to show me that I had not even scratched the surface of my potential. Through his gentle encouragement and invitation to transcend our previous achievements, I was able to experience so many things by bringing forward my inner spiritual strength.

A few years after I joined the spiritual life, Sri Chinmoy announced that he would like 100 of his students to run the New York City Marathon. I was in Australia when I heard this, and immediately an inner thrill let me know I had to be one of these Sri Chinmoy participants. That year, which I believe was 1978, only 10% of the entrants in the marathon were women. However, the Sri Chinmoy contingent was composed of 50% women. This gave me a tremendous feeling of pride that I belonged to an organization which encouraged women in this way.

I noticed also that Sri Chinmoy encouraged his female students to attempt inspiring activities that normally they would not do if they had not joined the spiritual life. Often, women in the outer world become so involved with family, children or career. They use this as an excuse not to develop their own spiritual potential. I believe the spiritual life can protect you from the illusion that you do not have the capacity to achieve your own destiny both inwardly and outwardly.

I work in the outer world, and come into contact with many women who do not live fulfilled lives. They so often are on a roller-coaster of emotional turmoil and insecurity. I am so grateful to have found Sri Chinmoy half of my lifetime ago. He has allowed me to continue to develop both my inner and outer life. Even when I make countless mistakes and seriously neglect certain aspects of my life, he remains patient and encouraging, never giving up on me, or for that matter, on any of his students.



Sri Chinmoy manifests his spirituality and divinity in many ways – through his music, art, poetry, prose, meditation, athletics and weightlifting.  He encourages his students to live in the world and serve our fellow human beings in whatever profession, creative endeavour or work that we take on.

In order to provide a happy work environment and a spiritual haven for the public, he asked some of his students to open small businesses.  In the area of Queens where Sri Chinmoy lived  there are restaurants, cafes, clothing stores, flower shops as well as laundries and barber shops managed and owned by his students.  He called these small businesses ‘Divine Enterprises’.    

I first became familiar with a divine enterprise in Perth, Australia in 1974. This was the year I became Sri Chinmoy’s disciple. A young couple purchased a small coffee lounge and  transformed the untidy space into a sparkling vegetarian  restaurant which they named ‘Flame-Waves’ in honour of a collection of poems and aphorisms that Sri Chinmoy had recently published.  A meditation room was available behind the kitchen and the owners lived in rooms behind that

When Sri Chinmoy visited Perth in 1976 he requested the meditation centre be in another location separate from the restaurant.  This left several rooms in the building vacant which another member of the group decided to make into a bakery.  This he called the ‘Inner Smile Bakery’.  I do not recollect ever tasting any of the bread or other goodies which were produced in this bakery and after a very short time the bakery was no more.   The owners of ‘Flame-Waves’ decided to use the space as extra seating for their patrons.  So from a small operation of 20 seats in the front room, extra seating including a little fountain garden at the rear had the restaurant catering for 50+ people.  On Friday nights customers lined up outside to get a seat.

When I visited New York in the1970’s I would often help out in the Divine Enterprises in the Queens area.  Sri Chinmoy calls this selfless service - a very important component for any karma yogi.  I served at Guru Health Foods as well as Divine Robe Supreme and during a six month stay in New York Sri Chinmoy had me attached to Annam Brahma Restaurant.  The owners of this restaurant were given the task of providing meals for Sri Chinmoy so I was very happy working in such a spiritually charged atmosphere. It was always such a difficult adjustment to make when I left New York and came back to Australia and had to take up a position once more  in a state college.

When Sri Chinmoy came to Melbourne to give his first Peace Concert in Australia all his Australian students gathered there to receive our Guru’s Blessings. At that time Animesh, the leader of the Brisbane Sri Chinmoy Centre was publishing a running magazine which was named: ‘Runners: Oneness-World Harbingers’. Kishore, leader of the Melbourne Sri Chinmoy Centre, was working with the publisher of the country’s premier running magazine –‘Australian Runner’. This was the height of the running boom and Guru was very pleased with these two.

One morning I was standing in the lobby of the hotel where Sri Chinmoy was staying.  As he passed through he glanced over to me and said, “Why don’t you publish a running magazine? “  I responded that I did not want to compete with the other two boys.  He then stated quite strongly, “Don’t compete with them, compete with yourself!”  I realized that Guru never says anything lightly and he was giving me the capacity to do the necessary.

The next day at breakfast in the hotel Sri Chinmoy gave me specific guidelines regarding the number of pages, how often it should be published and how to get articles from disciples around the world. That day we flew out of Melbourne to visit Canberra.  On the flight I was inspired with the cover of the inflight magazine which was covered with blue sky and fluffy white clouds.  I placed a picture of Guru running on the front of the magazine and presented it to Guru for his approval for the first cover.  Guru liked the idea and wrote in his own handwriting the title for the magazine: Runners: Joy-Discoverers of the Beyond.

The first edition of Runners: Joy-Discoverers of the Beyond came out later in 1984.  The first cover did feature Guru running through the clouds.  The second edition displayed Guru with Olympian Carl Lewis. Soon after the magazine reached the stores I received a message from Guru that it was not necessary to have his picture on every edition.  However, I could let him know what would appear on the cover of each edition.  When the first edition appeared in newsagents I understood the spiritual concept of ‘we are not the doers’.  It was difficult to believe that I had in any way put this beautiful magazine together at all!

This was a period of very deep happiness and joy manifesting in this way.  There were some issues with obtaining enough advertisements to pay for the printing and receiving enough articles.  I sought stories on running injuries and their treatment from my chiropractor and a member of the Sri Chinmoy Centre in San Diego volunteered to supply articles on a runners’ diet for each edition. Then Guru intervened and instructed various disciples around the world to write stories for our magazine.  It then truly became an international running magazine.  If the London marathon was to be run soon a phone call to London Centre to request someone to cover it and supply photos was made.

One disciple sent along an account of an ultramarathon race; however, it was almost unreadable. The spelling, grammar and syntax were so bad that it was difficult to make sense of the story.  As our editorial policy was to include as many articles by disciples as possible, we corrected and rewrote the article, while attempting to preserve the essence of the author’s account. The disciple was overjoyed at seeing the article in print.

Guru then instructed the disciple to continue sending stories and, in fact, fill up the magazine when we were lacking in articles.  When I heard this, my heart sank! Later Guru detailed how the disciple was to do this. He was to attend track meets, go to airports etc and interview famous runners.  The tape of the interviews was then to be transcribed, edited and corrected by another disciple. In this way our magazine carried interviews of the highest caliber with top ranking athletes which made us the envy of many other running magazines.  This experience helped me to understand that when a disciple has enthusiasm and willingness, then the Guru will provide the capacity.

During the two years that we published the magazine I continued in my day job and would lay out the magazine on my kitchen table at night time.  I found during this period of my life I required very little sleep.  The one big problem was finding enough advertisements to pay for the printing.  Eventually my debts became insurmountable and one of the printers sued me to recover the money we owed him. I let Guru know that I would be taken to court as a result of this debt.   He asked me to give him the exact date and time that I would be appearing before the magistrate and hence the experience had me feeling Guru’s presence so powerfully during the hearing. Very soon after this a disciple in our Centre had received a large inheritance from a relative and he very graciously gave me several thousand of the money that was owed.

I felt depressed that I had to stop publishing the magazine.  Instead of feeling that this was an experience I could learn something from, I lapsed into the depth of feeling I had failed my Master in this most significant manifestation.  A week or so later I received a phone call from Guru.  He spoke to me most compassionately and requested that I remain happy.  Ten minutes later Guru called again and spoke briefly and sternly.  “I said be happy!”  I realized how much I was torturing Guru with my grief and how important it is to obey the master in his every request.
 


Guru started painting very soon after I became a disciple. On many occasions when Guru was painting thousands of works of art at one sitting, he would share the experience with his disciple-children. Often Guru would paint in the basement of his house with a group of girls taking each painting, placing a number on the back and then framing them in a cardboard matte frame. Guru often spoke about his paintings as having unique souls. Each one was his creation, his special child.

One night I was working on matting Guru's paintings when I came to one which I admired very much. I was inwardly saying, "Oh, this is Guru's most beautiful little child." Guru had been sitting in silence painting. As I was having this thought, Guru suddenly said, "Oi, you people you don't appreciate my paintings enough. Now look at this one ‘Australia' (the name Guru often called me in those days) is working on. How beautiful it is!"

I held up the painting for everyone to see and inwardly thanked Guru for so graciously letting me know that he is aware of our every thought.



In 1976, I went to Adelaide to start a Centre. During the first six months of my time in Adelaide, a city unfamiliar to me, I had many moments when I felt isolated, both outwardly and inwardly.

One morning I was meditating on the Transcendental photo when Guru's eyes appeared to turn brown and become quite alive. I was enjoying this experience for a few moments when the phone rang. It was Guru calling from New York to ask me what I was doing.



In each city we visit on the Christmas trip, Guru will usually offer a Peace Concert for the local people. On occasion these Peace Concerts are quite spontaneous, with only a few days to prepare, promote and make final arrangements.

When we were in Yangon, the capital of Myanmar, I was assigned to try and find a venue for a large Peace Concert to be given in this spiritual Buddhist city. Unfortunately we had no luck with the authorities in waiving red tape and official permits. The only place that was available was outrageously expensive, so Guru decided to hold the Peace Concert in the meeting room of the hotel where quite a few disciples were staying.

Because we did not have official permission from the authorities, we could only advertise it by word of mouth. Disciples invited taxi drivers, people they met in the street and even storekeepers at shops where they had purchased goods. The day of the concert, Sarama approached me and asked if she could invite the owners of the small hotel where she was staying, which was in a different location from the hotel where the concert would be.

I suggested that Sarama approach one of Guru's assistants and ask him to check with Guru. We were standing in the meeting room, which was being rearranged for the concert, and Guru was sitting in the front of the room sketching his dream-freedom-peace-birds. When Sarama approached Guru's assistant, he considered this not an important enough reason to disturb Guru. Sarama was upset, but I could see that the boy was adamant in not disturbing Guru.

I looked at Guru and inwardly said: "Guru, what can we do in this situation?" He immediately stopped sketching, looked up and said: "You people must bring in more chairs as the disciples staying at the other hotels will want to invite the owners."