One of the more dramatic cases of benefits from the Isha Yoga practices:
“I collapsed twice while at work,” says Caraccia. “I used the yoga and meditation techniques I learned from Sadhguru to calm my breathing and take my mind off the pain. Both times I was able to get back up and make it to my car, and eventually to the hospital.”
Full post here: http://www.prnewschannel.com/absolutenm/templates/?z=0&a=2349
Isha saved my life
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Natasha on Isha Yoga
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Nashville based attorney, Natasha talks about her Isha Yoga practices. Read the very last question in the interview.
"Of all the things I’ve ever done, practicing Isha Yoga, which I started in August 2007, has had the greatest impact on me. I literally see my life as pre-Isha Yoga and post-Isha Yoga."
Full post here: http://www.nashvillepost.com/news/2010/2/22/the_opportunities_for_gsh_will_be_greater_the_more_diverse_nashville_becomes
"Of all the things I’ve ever done, practicing Isha Yoga, which I started in August 2007, has had the greatest impact on me. I literally see my life as pre-Isha Yoga and post-Isha Yoga."
Full post here: http://www.nashvillepost.com/news/2010/2/22/the_opportunities_for_gsh_will_be_greater_the_more_diverse_nashville_becomes
Rajadurai attends the silence program
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Rajadurai shares a piercing poem about his experience:
Daring to sneak into your world
I stepped inside that hollow space
As a worm I crawled behind you
You took me by hand when I feared
As a child, I refused to swallow
As a Mom, you fed me with care
O' I was truly on your Lap!
Chanting in that cruel darkness,
I breathed your breath poisoned
Venomous ecstasy shaking my core,
The Serpent teased me no limit
Swaying between Bliss and Stillness,
I wept and dissolved incessantly
O' you were taking me for a ride!
You exploded me with your sounds,
And I danced to your tunes
Undecipherable, the moments were!
Unquenchable, my thirst was!
Tasting a droplet of You
Left me madness personified
Longing to take a plunge in you,
And pitiably aware of my stock,
I screamed in pain. O' you heard.
You peeled it off and freed me out.
Pot cracked; honey dripped
Wall collapsed; flood roared
O'I breathed freedom
Breathing this unknown clarity
Leaves me in tears untold
Drenched in your merciless Grace,
I see God beyond the Façade
What do I have worthy of?
To thank you with!
What am I worthy of?
To be at your feet!
When all that is, and that isn't, is you!
I know of nowhere to miss you, Sadhguru!
May I only breathe the venom,
And crawl within you, gently,
With your Grace!
AUM, Namah Shivaya!
Daring to sneak into your world
I stepped inside that hollow space
As a worm I crawled behind you
You took me by hand when I feared
As a child, I refused to swallow
As a Mom, you fed me with care
O' I was truly on your Lap!
Chanting in that cruel darkness,
I breathed your breath poisoned
Venomous ecstasy shaking my core,
The Serpent teased me no limit
Swaying between Bliss and Stillness,
I wept and dissolved incessantly
O' you were taking me for a ride!
You exploded me with your sounds,
And I danced to your tunes
Undecipherable, the moments were!
Unquenchable, my thirst was!
Tasting a droplet of You
Left me madness personified
Longing to take a plunge in you,
And pitiably aware of my stock,
I screamed in pain. O' you heard.
You peeled it off and freed me out.
Pot cracked; honey dripped
Wall collapsed; flood roared
O'I breathed freedom
Breathing this unknown clarity
Leaves me in tears untold
Drenched in your merciless Grace,
I see God beyond the Façade
What do I have worthy of?
To thank you with!
What am I worthy of?
To be at your feet!
When all that is, and that isn't, is you!
I know of nowhere to miss you, Sadhguru!
May I only breathe the venom,
And crawl within you, gently,
With your Grace!
AUM, Namah Shivaya!
Prabhu treks up the Velliyangiri 7th hill
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Prabhu narrates his experience of trekking up the Velliyangiri 7th hill!
I don't know how it happened and I'm going to put in words. It was his sheer grace and bliss, that made me have the glimpse of shiva.
I wished I could participate in yatra (organised by Then Kailaiya Bakthi Peravai) on 27th and 28th feb, during lingha bhairavi consecration and left the thought behind. The wish became an opportunity last friday (26th) through a telephone call from balaji asking if I could join yatra. Wow!!! It was definitely to music to ears.
I had promised my wife that we would go to shopping centre and get her something on our 3rd anniversary (though she was not willing to get it). My mom was fuming and fretting, seeing me packing the bag and looking at me as an irresponsible creature. When it's shiva's call, how can I ignore?
I began the journey not knowing if I would be allowed for yatra since I didn't register for it :)
To my surprise, swami allowed me in.
We started the yatra with an intro by swami and video by Sadhguru. Swami started his talk with a verse on shiva and inspiring stories about the sacred place and how reverential we should be in this yatra. Jaggi insisted not to miss this opportunity being born in tamil nadu and dhyanalinga is the essence of what is available in south kailash.
We flagged off the yatra @ half past two in the afternoon at poondi shivan temple, velliangiri foothills. Swami oriented us again that this shouldn't be perceived as trekking but yatra.
Though I was struggling initially and wondering if I could make it up, swami's talks at certain points, explaining the significance of those places and helping us re-gaining the focus, simply kept me going.
At one moment, energies completely drained, I decided to keep away my body and mind for some time and just be with the yatra, I felt I was being pulled up. Nothing could hold me anymore.
After 3rd hill, heads started to disappear one by one. Fear of getting lost, fear of getting attacked by animals, fear of walking alone in the forest, fear of getting slipped in the valleys, I stopped creating them one by one. Journey was effortless afterwards.
I was crawling like an ant in the vast mountain, realising how small I'm, foolishly pretending to be big. Everything looked amusing that night, the rocks, the path, the moon, the trees, the grass, the breeze, the petty shop-in-the forth hill-with single chimney light, the people out there making their living in mountain. What a lovely world it is?!
Reached 6th hill and took 3 dips in frozen aandi sunai* (vellaikkara durais, translation please). Needless to say that I enjoyed the delicious dinner prepared by the volunteers.
We were ready to retire for the day in the beautiful tent, they had set up. The thin shawl that I had was helpless in the awful weather, piercing tiny holes in my body. Fortunately one anna had a thick blanket and was generous enough to allow me and another meditator (devotee) by his two sides. All of us stayed very close in bed to get warmth.
I woke up the next day with unknown experience and little excitement. We went through some process before climbing up. Just paused a moment to look at all devotees, from all walks of life, from 1st standard student to 50 year old woman (women below 12 years and above 40 years of age, are allowed), a hefty man, looking hard, whispering to swami with respect, definitely all 70 people had different flavours but only one goal: 7th hill.
Like turning pages of an interesting novel, we were heading towards the mystical kingdom. We reached place and sat under the rock, where shiva had been for a while. The place was reasonating with high decibal chanting, heart breaking devotion and unconditional love. When swami came and spoke about the place, tears started rolling down in his cheeks. One being, who didn't want to miss anyone of us, like a mother taking care of her children, cultivating devotion in ourselves, telling what we need to know and how should we be. A real possibility of how one can be as parent to all beings in the world, accepting things and people as they are and doing what is needed for the situatuon. Even my dumb mind had experienced something indescribable, happening there because of him.
Swami and volunteers are still ringing in my head than the Lord Shiva. What a tremendous world this would be, if all the people dare to hold others' well being more than their lives.
* - Literally translates to "barren creek" - obviously has a spiritual connotation to it.
I don't know how it happened and I'm going to put in words. It was his sheer grace and bliss, that made me have the glimpse of shiva.
I wished I could participate in yatra (organised by Then Kailaiya Bakthi Peravai) on 27th and 28th feb, during lingha bhairavi consecration and left the thought behind. The wish became an opportunity last friday (26th) through a telephone call from balaji asking if I could join yatra. Wow!!! It was definitely to music to ears.
I had promised my wife that we would go to shopping centre and get her something on our 3rd anniversary (though she was not willing to get it). My mom was fuming and fretting, seeing me packing the bag and looking at me as an irresponsible creature. When it's shiva's call, how can I ignore?
I began the journey not knowing if I would be allowed for yatra since I didn't register for it :)
To my surprise, swami allowed me in.
We started the yatra with an intro by swami and video by Sadhguru. Swami started his talk with a verse on shiva and inspiring stories about the sacred place and how reverential we should be in this yatra. Jaggi insisted not to miss this opportunity being born in tamil nadu and dhyanalinga is the essence of what is available in south kailash.
We flagged off the yatra @ half past two in the afternoon at poondi shivan temple, velliangiri foothills. Swami oriented us again that this shouldn't be perceived as trekking but yatra.
Though I was struggling initially and wondering if I could make it up, swami's talks at certain points, explaining the significance of those places and helping us re-gaining the focus, simply kept me going.
At one moment, energies completely drained, I decided to keep away my body and mind for some time and just be with the yatra, I felt I was being pulled up. Nothing could hold me anymore.
After 3rd hill, heads started to disappear one by one. Fear of getting lost, fear of getting attacked by animals, fear of walking alone in the forest, fear of getting slipped in the valleys, I stopped creating them one by one. Journey was effortless afterwards.
I was crawling like an ant in the vast mountain, realising how small I'm, foolishly pretending to be big. Everything looked amusing that night, the rocks, the path, the moon, the trees, the grass, the breeze, the petty shop-in-the forth hill-with single chimney light, the people out there making their living in mountain. What a lovely world it is?!
Reached 6th hill and took 3 dips in frozen aandi sunai* (vellaikkara durais, translation please). Needless to say that I enjoyed the delicious dinner prepared by the volunteers.
We were ready to retire for the day in the beautiful tent, they had set up. The thin shawl that I had was helpless in the awful weather, piercing tiny holes in my body. Fortunately one anna had a thick blanket and was generous enough to allow me and another meditator (devotee) by his two sides. All of us stayed very close in bed to get warmth.
I woke up the next day with unknown experience and little excitement. We went through some process before climbing up. Just paused a moment to look at all devotees, from all walks of life, from 1st standard student to 50 year old woman (women below 12 years and above 40 years of age, are allowed), a hefty man, looking hard, whispering to swami with respect, definitely all 70 people had different flavours but only one goal: 7th hill.
Like turning pages of an interesting novel, we were heading towards the mystical kingdom. We reached place and sat under the rock, where shiva had been for a while. The place was reasonating with high decibal chanting, heart breaking devotion and unconditional love. When swami came and spoke about the place, tears started rolling down in his cheeks. One being, who didn't want to miss anyone of us, like a mother taking care of her children, cultivating devotion in ourselves, telling what we need to know and how should we be. A real possibility of how one can be as parent to all beings in the world, accepting things and people as they are and doing what is needed for the situatuon. Even my dumb mind had experienced something indescribable, happening there because of him.
Swami and volunteers are still ringing in my head than the Lord Shiva. What a tremendous world this would be, if all the people dare to hold others' well being more than their lives.
* - Literally translates to "barren creek" - obviously has a spiritual connotation to it.
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