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	<title>Sahaja Yoga</title>
	<link>http://blog.sahajayoga.org</link>
	<description>A Weblog for Sahaja Yogis Worldwide to post their experiences.</description>
	<pubDate>Mon, 16 Oct 2006 19:31:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>My Inner Transformation</title>
		<link>http://blog.sahajayoga.org/?p=32</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Oct 2006 19:28:58 +0000</pubDate>
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	<category>Brazil</category>
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		<description><![CDATA[<strong>Prasad Rao, Brazil</strong>

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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		<title>The way my life has changed</title>
		<link>http://blog.sahajayoga.org/?p=31</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Oct 2006 19:22:22 +0000</pubDate>
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	<category>Experiences</category>
	<category>Belgium</category>
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		<description><![CDATA[<strong>Olga Dementieva, Belgium</strong>

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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		<title>The Call to Awaken</title>
		<link>http://blog.sahajayoga.org/?p=30</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Oct 2006 19:19:21 +0000</pubDate>
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	<category>Experiences</category>
	<category>Austria</category>
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		<description><![CDATA[<strong>Hubert Stahl, Austria</strong>

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.]]></description>
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		<title>The Oneness of Collective Consciousness</title>
		<link>http://blog.sahajayoga.org/?p=29</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Oct 2006 19:15:18 +0000</pubDate>
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	<category>Experiences</category>
	<category>Australia</category>
		<guid>http://blog.sahajayoga.org/?p=29</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[<strong>Greta Mo're, Australia</strong>

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.]]></description>
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		<title>My analogy of The Lord Buddha&#8217;s Middle Way to the path of Kundalini and Sahaja Yoga</title>
		<link>http://blog.sahajayoga.org/?p=28</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Oct 2006 19:11:54 +0000</pubDate>
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	<category>Australia</category>
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		<description><![CDATA[<strong>Greta Mo're, Australia</strong>

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.]]></description>
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		<title>So what are you all waiting for?</title>
		<link>http://blog.sahajayoga.org/?p=27</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jun 2006 19:22:04 +0000</pubDate>
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	<category>Experiences</category>
	<category>Australia</category>
		<guid>http://blog.sahajayoga.org/?p=27</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[<strong>Anuradha Clarke, Melbourne, Australia</strong>

This is my experience after I started doing Sahaja Yoga. My name is Anuradha Clarke from Australia. Originally I am from Jaipur India. I was such a person who had such anger and was also always depressed on little things but now after coming in Sahaja Yoga my anger has gone and I have improved so much as this keeps you in balance state. I went with my parents to the centre where they use to hold the weekly programmes and didn't take the realization. I use to just sit and come back and finally I took my realization after almost a month and since then everyday every second I am getting better.]]></description>
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		<title>Dadu on Realisation</title>
		<link>http://blog.sahajayoga.org/?p=26</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Jun 2006 19:07:00 +0000</pubDate>
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	<category>Poetry</category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Dadu Dayal was a saint from Rajasthan in northern India. "Dadu" means brother, and "Dayal" means "the compassionate one". He lived in the second half of the sixteenth century (1544-1603). His songs are in a Hindi dialect known as Braj Bhasa, being a mixture of Hindi and Rajasthani.

Like the earlier saint Kabir, Dadu came from one of the many low artisan castes that had converted to Islam. He lived in the Jaipur region of Rajasthan, most probably as a pinjari, a cotton carder. He married and had a family of two sons and two daughters.

He gathered around himself a group of followers, which became known as the Dadu-panth. This organization has continued in Rajasthan to the present-day, and has been a major source of early manuscripts containing songs by the North Indian saints.]]></description>
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		<title>Sahaja Yoga - My Way of Life</title>
		<link>http://blog.sahajayoga.org/?p=25</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Jun 2006 18:59:58 +0000</pubDate>
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	<category>Experiences</category>
	<category>Australia</category>
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		<description><![CDATA[	Mark Beaven, Brisbane, Australia
	About 20 years ago I went to Caxton Hall, St James Park, London to hear Shri Mataji talk to a full hall of spiritual prospectors about Sahaja Yoga and to receive their Self-Realisation.
	I remember it well because I only had 5 pounds to my name and that was the cost of the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Clinical Applications of Meditation</title>
		<link>http://blog.sahajayoga.org/?p=24</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Jun 2006 18:58:09 +0000</pubDate>
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	<category>Science of Spirituality</category>
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		<title>A short story which can change your life</title>
		<link>http://blog.sahajayoga.org/?p=23</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Jun 2006 18:52:41 +0000</pubDate>
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	<category>Australia</category>
	<category>Stories &#038; Legends</category>
		<guid>http://blog.sahajayoga.org/?p=23</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[<strong>Maruthi Kakani, Melbourne, Australia</strong>

<blockquote>Once upon a time two young men Ali and Ram lived in a village. They were brought up wise, generous and brave in the nature’s care and nurturing of village atmosphere. They have started on a journey towards the East to explore the worlds.

The Journey began thru dense forests, arid deserts and rugged mountains on their way. They came across a cave in which they decided to take the shelter for the night. As they entered the cave suddenly the ground under the feet of Ali shook and he disappeared into the ground. Not knowing where his friend has gone Ram has searched around and a beautiful lady has appeared before him. The lady spoke with a sweet voice, “O charming young man. I am very much pleased with you and wanting to marry you. But I must turn your friend into a monkey. Please accept me as your wife and we will live happily ever after.” Ram, was very angry with the lady and spoke with determined voice, “O lady. I don’t know who you are. You have taken my friend and turned him into a monkey. For this I shall not forgive you nor I can accept you as my wife. Return my friend Ali to me or face me”. As soon as Ram spoke these words the lady turned into a monkey and ran into the forest, his friend Ali has appeared before him.</blockquote>]]></description>
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