Paradise Found (Part 3)

Rather than give you a play by play of many places that I witnessed and an account of my internal process, I will share with you my visit to one very special place: the Matrimandir at Auroville. I had little understanding of what the Matrimandir was. My hosts said that its construction was a massive

Paradise Found (Part 2)

After a quick flight to Delhi, a manic layover where I had to leave the terminal and go back through security (with no prior directions to do so), I made it to Chennai. It is hard to convey the sensation that overcame me. At the first glimpse of the palm trees soothing warmth swept over
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Paradise Found (Part 1)

What often happens, I think, to people born into a unique community with specific lifestyle, is that we do not feel we have chosen the life for ourselves. I think we also see a lot of hypocrisy. What is wrong with my parents’ marriage if they meditate all the time and bow before the Guru?
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Sikhs in Paris

To be honest, I was not at ease. I felt that everyone stared in Har Rai's direction and mine and that we were outsiders to the whole. Through the fray walked a tall Sikh in a pale blue kurta, black dastaar, and a wavy black beard....He was eight. I had a spiritual experience as I
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My Diwali Started Early

But our mission that night was to see a more somber vision. The only twinkle in this sea was the blade of a spear catching light. A sea of blue appeared before the Akal Takhat. Heads bowed, listening to Rahiras Sahib, sat 500 weapon clad Nihang Singhs. Representing the various armies, they were present to

An Attitude of Gratitude~Merging Heaven and Earth

Dwelling in gratitude, there are so many things to remember with profound thanks. For every human being we give thanks for the gift of life, for which we travailed 8.4 million incarnations to achieve. How fortunate we are to be granted this gift of life and health as a conscious being, dwelling in God in
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Singing in the Golden Temple

The early morning air in Amritsar is balmy in mid-September. Our car raced through utterly empty streets. We were running late. Rickshaw peddlers covered in shawls slept on their chariots. Lonely incandescent bulbs uncovered stray dogs sifting trash heaps. The ghosts of a city. My mind wandered. "Am I worthy of this?" Did I
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