Photographic memories of our teacher

Some photo albums have appeared on the Sri Chinmoy Centre site remembering aspects of Sri Chinmoy's life in different ways:

This picture is taken from a lovely photo album called 'Beautiful Sri Chinmoy' by Jowan Gauthier which is exactly that - beautiful pictures taken of Sri Chinmoy from his trip to St. Petersburg and his visit to Mongolia which took place in May of this Year. There is also a photo album by Projjwal Pohland, who accompanied Sri Chinmoy on his last trip abroad to St. Petersburg and shares with us some beautiful photographs.

Above, Ranjit Swanson has put up photos remembering Sri Chinmoy from a very different perspective: these pictures are of the tiny village of Shakpura, where Sri Chinmoy was born in 1931. At that time it was part of India; it now lies in modern-day Bangladesh. We can see Sri Chinmoy in a few of these photographs, including one particularly touching one where he his paying his respects to his parents' grave - both of them passed away within months of each other when he was only twelve years old. The photos are compiled from various sources, but most of them are taken by Ranjit and his brother Unmesh. There are some photos of Sri Chinmoy looking at some of the photographs they brought back; here he is pointing to the house where he grew up as a child.

In addition, Kedar Misani has arranged some of the photographs he has taken of Sri Chinmoy over the last 20 years into a two-part slideshow called 'Aspects of an Eternal Journey', which can be viewed on srichinmoy.tv...

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My God-Hunger-Cry – by Sri Chinmoy

My God-Hunger-Cry – October 26, 2006 My Lord, please save me a seat in Your Heart. "My child, first smash the pride of ignorance-dart." - Sri Chinmoy.
My God-Hunger-Cry - by Sri Chinmoy

In October of 2005, Sri Chinmoy began a series of prayer-poems entitled My God-Hunger-Cry. We are delighted to feature them here and hope they bring you joy and inspiration.

Selected Comments IV

sprint-ashram

(The following tribute comes from Ted Corbitt, who is known as the 'father of modern ultrarunning' having raced in and helped organise races for almost 50 years. He is still active at the age of 87, competing in a 24-hour race as recently as 2003)

Sri Chinmoy: Salutations and goodbye, for now.

Sri Chinmoy was a unique character who chose paths that had upbeat effects around the entire world.

Sri Chinmoy was productive in the expression of his talents. No one matched his artistic and physical output. Sri Chinmoy and his helpers did a unique service in the conduction of many long distance runs allowing many runners around the world to express themselves running. They have shown the world how it is done. They are unmatched.

Sri Chinmoy exploited the hours given to him. His time on earth is unforgettable among those who knew him.

We can remember and appreciate that Sri Chinmoy worked his many talents around the world, to be shared by many groups of people on the globe....

Ted Corbitt

New York Pioneer Club

10/13/07

(From one who appreciated the upgrade in peoples lives provided by Sri Chinmoy’s efforts.)


Edie Weinstein-Moser

In August of 1996, (in time for his 65th birthday) I had the honor of being invited to interview Sri Chinmoy at his center in NY and enjoy the lovingly prepared food at his restaurant called Annam Brahma. He was gracious and welcoming, with a delightful sense of humor, as a friend and I had driven 3 hours from our home in Bucks County, PA.

Some excerpts from the interview that still tickle me:

When he entered the room, I recall a feeling of surprise; my impression of him was not what I expected. There was a sense of serenity that emanated from him, yet an air of grounded-ness as well. Not merely concerned with cosmic matters, he had his mind on the practical. After he took my hands and bowed slightly, he asked if we had eaten since our arrival. I told him that I was anxious to conduct the interview. He nodded in agreement, but responded “Then you eat.” His physical body was not what I had anticipated. He was not muscle-bound, as I would have envisioned a weightlifter’s physique to be. Decked out in a pale blue workout suit, he cut a rather compact figure. While we spoke, he sat across the table, lightly squeezing a grip strengthener., alternating hand to hand. His eyes were closed a good bit of the time, but on occasion, they would widen in surprise or delight.

Some memorable quotes: “Inside my body is a soul, inside my body is God. So, I have to feed the living presence of God, the Divine in me, my Inner Pilot. That is the highest attitude. I am all gratitude to my creator.”

“Peace is something I get not by possessing, but by sharing. If I have an iota of peace that I share with you, then I will be happy. By loving the world the way mother loves a child…I love a flower, I feel that the flower is also loving me. Why do I get joy? I am getting something from the flower and giving something to it.”

He then honored me with this statement:” I am glad to be given the opportunity to be of service to you, to your Inner Pilot, which is my God as well. God brought you here as an instrument of His. Two days ago, I met Mother Teresa. In this moment, she grabs my head like this (He makes a motion, placing one hand along either side of his head, as if to bring it down for a kiss on the top, as a mother would do for her child). The next moment, she is playing the role of a sister. The next moment she goes like this. (He folds his hands in front of his chest in prayer posture and bows his head) She knows we are on the same boat, the boat of peace on the river of peace.”

A few days ago, a friend was in my office, and I was showing her a poster that hangs on the wall from a concert he gave in Philadelphia that Fall. He is gazing upward, serenely, as if listening to a call that he alone can hear. I honor this man of peace and compassion with a huge heart that inspires me and helps me recognize that when tapped into that Source. At the time, I had not known that Sri Chinmoy had passed. He obviously is still speaking.

Namaste

Edi


(This tribute is from Shivaram Trichur, who was a colleague of Sri Chinmoy's in the Indian consulate where he worked immediately upon his arrival to the U.S in 1964, and who became Sri Chinmoy's disciple a few years later.)

In 1964 June walking across the reception area of the Indian Consulate in New York during a conversation I asked my shy quiet compatriot.’what exactly is God”? He answered “Isn’t it consciousness”? I stepped back and looked at him holding by breath. Many years later when I read another great saint’s life this answer shone with the clarity and stamp of truth-certainty of one only with direct experience of pure Consciousness could have given.

What all happened between 1964 and October 11, 2007 will fill many pages. On October 12 standing in front of Guru in Yoganidra, my heavy heart was comforted by those two eyes which gently opened a little several times as if to recognize the friend who asked that question more than 43 years earlier.

Gratitude is the word I have learnt to spell and the meaning of which I am learning a little deeper everyday, from Guru

Eternal gratitude from one who was called friend, brother, son and disciple

- Shivaram Trichur

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Photo of Sri Chinmoy from his ashram days.

Two poignant recent poems by Sri Chinmoy

Two recent prayer-poems written by Sri Chinmoy have recently come to light on the Sri Chinmoy Inspiration Group which seem especially poignant now given the Master's passing.

Every Saturday morning whenever he was in New York, Sri Chinmoy would arrive at the 2 mile race held by his students to give out the prizes, which (in keeping with the participation-rather-than-winning focus of the races) usually consisted of a banana for each of the first three male and female finishers. Before giving the prizes, he would spontaneously compose a race prayer - sometimes this prayer would even be set to music! Sri Chinmoy composed his final race prayer on the morning of September 29th - here we can see how in the eye of a spiritual Master, the body's trials and tribulations pale in comparison the soul's delight:

The fever of the body Comes and goes. May my God-love-heart fever Remain forever and forever.

The fever of the body Is torture unbearable. My God-love-heart fever Is rapture unimaginable.

(unofficial version, not yet published)

The second poem came to light during a meditation function held by Sri Chinmoy's students in New York yesterday evening. For the past two years, Sri Chinmoy had been composing a series of rhyming couplets, one for every day of the year, in a collection 'My God-Hunger Cry'. This collection was not released in book form like most of Sri Chinmoy's output, but rather in sheets containing a week's worth of poems. Last night, the final sheet was made available during the meditation function, containing prayer-poems Sri Chinmoy had written for the week ending November 1; the following was the last poem on the sheet.

"Alas, my whole body has started to decay. But I am so happy that every day My Lord is getting younger day by day."

 

Thank you to Meriem Ait-Ouyahia and Arpan De Angelo for posting these two poems on the Inspiration Group. Photograph by Kedar Misani on Sri Chinmoy Galleries.

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Salutations to My Guru

Bhagavan Sri Chinmoy:

Avatar of the era;

Yogi of the highest magnitude;

Sovereign of the Eternal Now.

I bow to You in deep reverence.

Bhagavan Sri Chinmoy:

God of Gods.

Thou who art not the body,

But the manifestation, of a divine power on Earth.

Oh God-man of the ever-transcending beyond.

I bow to You in deep reverence.

Bhagavan Sri Chinmoy:

Mother, Father, Friend and Advocate.

You came to the west in 1964.

At the request of Your Beloved Lord Supreme.

You taught:-The Spirituality of the East,

And the dynamism of the West, must go together;

That Matter has to be,

The conscious expression of the Spirit.

I bow to you in deep reverence.

Bhagavan Sri Chinmoy:

Seer-athlete; poet; artist; musician; weightlifter supreme!

Writer of over 1500 books!

Composer of innumerable devotional songs!

Painter of over 150,000 paintings!

Lifter of over 7000lbs with either hand!

Creator of Soul-birds, Peace-Blossoms, Oneness-Home

Peace Runs, World harmony Runs and Eternal flames,

I bow to You in deep reverence.

Bhagavan Sri Chinmoy:

You taught the ideal of Self-transcendence…….

Going beyond, beyond, into the ever-transcending beyond……

Love, Devotion and Surrender incarnate.

Who placed everything,

At the feet of Your beloved Lord Supreme, saying:-

“In My case, everything is 100% God’s Grace and

God’s compassion”.

I bow to You in Deep reverence.

Oh Mother India, land of Himalayan Souls.

Birthplace of Yoga Maya and Shashi Kumar Ghose,

Parents of ‘Madal’, Chinmoy Kumar Ghose,

Seventh and final son, born August 27th 1931;

Attained Mahasamadhi October 11th, 2007,

I bow to you in deep reverence.

1992. Revised Oct 25, 2007—-Manatita—-

Tributes - Poems

A collection of tributes and poems related to the mahasamadhi of Sri Chinmoy

My God-Hunger-Cry – by Sri Chinmoy

My God-Hunger-Cry – October 25, 2006 I need only one thing: My heart-ecstasy. Therefore, I pray to God To imprison me. - Sri Chinmoy.
My God-Hunger-Cry - by Sri Chinmoy

In October of 2005, Sri Chinmoy began a series of prayer-poems entitled My God-Hunger-Cry. We are delighted to feature them here and hope they bring you joy and inspiration.