My Inner Transformation

Prasad Rao, Brazil

I found Sahaja Yoga entirely by chance, when in 1986 I noticed an ad for a public program of Sahaja Yoga. “Come, the Mother Calls, it said”. I went along to the program, and since then my life has changed slowly and imperceptibly. Following the program, there was a follow up program for a week, after which there were tri-weekly meetings. I went along to all them as I realized that Sahaja Yoga at the very least was about self purification, and the very highest was about manifesting the Divine in us.

That was when I started to notice some changes in me. For one, my knee pain vanished, as did my breathing problems. My father and my grandmother, both got cured of asthma that they had been suffering from for more than 25 and 45 years respectively. I got a wonderful job, and the best of all, SY showed me how all the religions of the world are really united. It showed how the difference among the great religions of the world were entirely man made – they were all really parts of one whole. And thus all the people of the world belong to one great family, and there were a great many people out there who were living like this in reality!

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The way my life has changed

Olga Dementieva, Belgium

I was still in Russia, when I came across Sahaja Yoga. Me and my mother went to spend a holiday in a beautiful resort city in the Nothern Caucases, Piatigorsk. My mother, who had been practising Sahaja Yoga for one year than, suggested to go once to a programme of Sahaja Yoga, that took place in the neighbouring city Jzelieznovodsk. That was the place where she had learnt about Sahaja Yoga one year before the event I’m writing about.As I was interested in all kinds of spiritual teachings, I agreed with pleasure.

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The Call to Awaken

Hubert Stahl, Austria

Years before coming to Sahaja Yoga I had a strong feeling that I should practice meditation yoga, but I was very busy building my house. 2-3 years later in 1985 I came to Sahaja Yoga in a wonderful way. Two months before coming to Sahaja Yoga, I had a very strong dream or it was more like a calling, in awaken state.

“Come to the Mother.” In the same time there was a suggestion that the mother was an Indian lady.

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The Oneness of Collective Consciousness

Greta Mo’re, Australia

We live near the beach on a beautiful stretch of coastline of New South Wales. A friend came to visit us and we all decided that a stroll on the beach was in order. When we got there the children immediately ran off in one direction and the friend wandered down to the water’s edge to have a foot soak (a Sahaja Yoga clearing practice) in another direction. I found myself hanging back not knowing what I wanted to do. There was a compulsion in me to run and dive and swim out into the blue-green waters just like I’d seen “iron men” and “iron women” do.

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My analogy of The Lord Buddha’s Middle Way to the path of Kundalini and Sahaja Yoga

Greta Mo’re, Australia

Having grown up in Myanmar till the age of 14 years, I was surrounded by the culture of Buddhism and I had become accustomed to seeing monks on their early morning rounds for alms. Of pagodas and of religion being an intergral part of ones life. I also grew up with the notion that one must do good in this life to accrue merit so that one would be given a better life in the next rebirth. The concept of “ko-chin’sa’, meaning to puts oneself in the place of the other was drilled into us, as was the need to use our commonsense and discrimination in our daily life. Giving alms and being generous with food and to strangers was also something we were taught.

However, I did not belong to this religion by birth. I was born into a Catholic Christian family. Our ‘culture’ imbibed more of the western happenings and it was expected of us to adhere to this. I was also taught that if I went to explore any other religion I was sure to go to hell. To my childish imagination, I expected perhaps a thunder bolt to come and strike me. So, I looked from afar and never went into the silent pagodas that dotted the landscape.

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