Can meditation help your body & mind?

from the BBC, a report on meditation and its benefits. To locate a meditation meeting near you, visit (for USA) www.sahajayoga.org ; To learn about meditation related topics with live online workshops, visit www.freemeditation.tv

Only we can destroy ourselves

Children of one Mother

Listening to the wisdom of old

We feel safe

Playing with each other in her watchful gaze

We feel safe

Her feet in the corner of our eyes

We feel safe

Climbing on the mountain – aware of her presence

We feel safe



The stranger’s voice is whispering

May sound like fun

The stranger’s gaze is tempting us

May make us feel all grown up

The stranger’s tasks lead us to new adventures

May make us feel curious



The voices of wisdom sound so stale

When we start to grow up

The children’s playful gestures seem so boring

When we start to grow up

The Mother protective gaze appears so limiting

When we start to grow up



In the strange world

We don’t need our Mother

In the strange world

We are above the others

In the strange world

The stranger’s affection sets us apart



The Mother feels so far

When the confusion sets in

All grown up

The safety of her voice has lost its comfort

Being lost in our greatness looses its fun

When the guilt sets in



Luckily the Mother’s loving hands are never far

When we become small again

Luckily her gaze is still as loving

When we move back into the presence of her being

It may take a little time

But the play of the children will be sweet again

- by Walter L., USA

Only we can destroy ourselves

Children of one Mother

Listening to the wisdom of old

We feel safe

Playing with each other in her watchful gaze

We feel safe

Her feet in the corner of our eyes

We feel safe

Climbing on the mountain – aware of her presence

We feel safe



The stranger’s voice is whispering

May sound like fun

The stranger’s gaze is tempting us

May make us feel all grown up

The stranger’s tasks lead us to new adventures

May make us feel curious



The voices of wisdom sound so stale

When we start to grow up

The children’s playful gestures seem so boring

When we start to grow up

The Mother protective gaze appears so limiting

When we start to grow up



In the strange world

We don’t need our Mother

In the strange world

We are above the others

In the strange world

The stranger’s affection sets us apart



The Mother feels so far

When the confusion sets in

All grown up

The safety of her voice has lost its comfort

Being lost in our greatness looses its fun

When the guilt sets in



Luckily the Mother’s loving hands are never far

When we become small again

Luckily her gaze is still as loving

When we move back into the presence of her being

It may take a little time

But the play of the children will be sweet again

- by Walter L., USA

SahajaTravel as a Guru

Photo by MusMs

Traveling for Sahaja is a great equilizer. It exposes you to new energies. Sometimes the new energies can be strong awakenings brought about by concepts hitherto unknown. New ways of spreading the love, new ways of strengthening collectivity, new ways of connecting and new ways of looking at the self.

And it works both ways. When you travel out and when others travel to you and bring an invisible bag of goodies, which are ideas.

This past weekend, two dynamic yogis from Toronto landed in Michigan. In the tradition of Sahaja hobbithood, we did what we usually do. Spread love, poster around, eat, sing, make merry and share stories. We sown seeds in each other's hearts and lands. We'll try to nourish these seeds by visiting each other more often and see the seeds sprout in the light of truth and rain of Mother's love.

Karma cola

I don't wanna get my karma cola (F# maj)

Sitting in a leaky, black gondola

of blind faith, that's just not me!

 

I don't wanna get instant nirvana,

I'd rather just have a nice banana

of the Truth, that sets me free

 

I'd rather be a little disillusioned

Waiting for dawn in mild confusion

in the night, of ignorance

 

I'd rather be miles from the nearest shore

Than give in to a lie, fable or lore,

from a vagabond, just out of jail

 

I'd rather go hungry, parched and weary

than turn around, regretful & sorry

for a life, lost & wasted.

 

I'd rather be poor man of sound mind,

Than win a contest of the popularity kind,

that'd do no good, to the brotherhood

 

I'd rather be a star pale and faint,

Than a comet that shines for just a moment,

And dissapears, leaving us here

Leavin' us here.....

 

I'd rather be a bathroom singer & crazy,

memories of love clear some hazy,

In the heart, where its always summer

 

I'd rather be a million dollars in debt,

Than have binding obligations set,

to be a slave, of a twisted knave

 

'Rather be dissolved the grand illusion,

Than stay afloat in false confusions,

of the torrid mind: rational & unkind

 

Rather be person, kind and wrong,

Than sing a dry, boring, rational song,

from the mind, that illusive find

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Solution for Insane Times

Los Angeles, and then Detroit has become a the latest newsmaker for violence related to the financial meltdown. Insanity draws closer. If you feel mildly worried or concerned and need peace, I recommend meditation using Sahaja Yoga. There is even a local meeting place close to Detroit. So do not wait and act now for a balanced life.

Marocco Sahaja Yoga Tour

A group of European yogis currently on a realization tour in cities of Morocco, in Northwest Africa. As you see in the attached pictures they also offered a piece of cloth worn by Shri Mataji to the Atlantic ocean, the cloth was placed in a lamp and the offering was done on the request of Shri Mataji Herself.