Seeker Yogi Amandeep, I am taking care of my mother who is very ill. She will make her transition soon. What can I do to help her through her transition? Yogi Amandeep First, be sure that your attitude toward death is one of reverence and gratitude. Understand that death is not a sad thing. Observe […]
Yogi Bhajan said, “The most powerful prayer in the universe is the prayer of the mother.”
So, envision a whole collective of mothers coming together to pray for schools and communities that are safe, nurturing, and conscious. This collective prayer is for communities that encourage mothers to raise blissful children. This prayer is for every human being to heal and uplift the mother within and the child deep within everyone.
Now, I am spinning with joy.
I have just joined the San Diego Threshold Choir.
This is a volunteer organization that offers the service of singing to people who are on their deathbed.
It is an honor to use my voice and my heart in this way.
I love to sing.
I am not a professional. Few people have ever told me I have a beautiful voice. In fact, though I have longed for it, no one has ever requested me to sing to them. But nor has anyone ever told me that I should not sing to them.
Whenever I sing, there is almost always a voice in my head that says, “What are you doing? You are no Tori Amos or Snatam Kaur. Why are you singing so loudly and with so much love and confidence? Maybe you should shut your mouth and keep quiet.”
Now, I could waste a little time wondering, where ever did that inner message come from? After all these years that I have been singing in a variety of situations from college choir to morning Sadhana with Kundalini Yogis to Music Together circles with Mamas and Babes, why would such a critic still exists inside of me? Hasn’t this voice gotten the message that no matter what it says, I will sing?
Or, I could just keep singing.
As for now, I am bowing my head to those few people who have ever told me that I have a lovely singing voice. Their kind remark has given me the energy and nerve to step up to use this voice to serve.
I am eager to begin my adventure with the San Diego Threshold Choir. It may seem that the people who are visiting the dying are paying a service to those who are dying. That may be true. But I also recognize that being invited to pay a dying person a visit to sing to them is one of the highest blessings that a dying person could give to his or her visitors.
It is actually a high honor to be in the presence of anyone who is on the threshold to pass from one lifetime to the Beloved Beyond. The dying being is in a twilight zone; this means he or she is not fully alive anymore, but nor fully dead yet. These twilight zones are where the Amrit, the nectar, flows most freely. And wherever the nectar flows freely, I grow soft, open, receptive, willing, and joyful.
May we understand threshold spaces as spaces of infinite possibility and enchantment. May we realize this possibility and enchantment to grow in love and ecstasy. May we continue to request those near and dear to us to sing to us and to sing with us. May the next words I say to the next person I see be, “Please, sing!”
Violence is a fixture that churns deep in the American psyche.
Violence pervades our most seemingly innocent experiences, from going to the mall to walking through the park. No matter what it is a typical American does on a typical day, violent images, memories, song lyrics, movie scenes, words, ideas, stories, and language accompany every move we make.
To appreciate the depth to which we are steeped in violence, we need to appreciate the workings of the subconscious mind and the subtle realm. We need to become more deeply conscious. We need to be deeply aware of the ways that glorification of violence influences the subconscious mind.
In America today, most people do not want to admit it or do not choose to notice, but violence exists as a prominent leader in the American Subtle Consciousness. Most people are not paying attention to the subtle realm. Why should they? After all, the subtle realm is subtle. And if you do not practice any form of yoga, meditation, or mindfulness, chances are you have no idea that the subtle realm even exists.
The first gross solution is to get rid of guns.
The solution for the mind is to clean the subconscious of its garbage. The way to do that is meditation.
Pushing measures through the government and legal system are useless.
Instead, change the brain!
Here is a sure fie way to protect children through violence:
Chant the Mother’s Prayer for Her Child eleven times as your child falls asleep at night. Even if your child is grown and moved away, chant this prayer for your child every day, eleven times a day. Do this every day without fail. While chanting, expand your awareness to swaddle every child — even your inner child — in this blessing. Sat Nam!
The Five Tattvas Haiku
We pass a dark house.
Inside, a woman ready to die,
sings a full moon hymn.
Walk close to the edge,
so our Friend can push us
into the cold pool.
We Sit together
in this burning yogi cave.
The empty bowl sings.
We chant the true name.
The cave fills with strong, cold wind;
yet, there is no sound.
Hush and divine void,
the seers enter Samadhi.
Silence hums and spins.
Words melt, light breeze–
All within these empty hands,
Now Great Cosmic Love.
My beloved spiritual master and teacher — Yogi Amandeep – recently taught us about the Akash Ganga.
The Akash Ganga is a mystical river, a cosmic river.
This river flows as an extension of the Mother Ganga river in India.
Yogi Ji told us that yogis ride the pulse within the human body’s Shushumna channel on into this river as a way to travel different dimensions. Traveling different dimensions is not what you think. This is not about escaping this world or escaping this life. This is not a Siddhi or magical power. It is nothing like that. You don’t go shooting off into outer space. This is about getting in touch with your deepest inner space.
This is a challenge to you to ride your pulse into the Sushumna Channel as a way to connect to All of Life — light and dark. This is a way to plug your aliveness into All That Is.
Here, I share a meditation Yogi Amandeep taught. It is so simple and so beautiful. This meditation will support the expansion of your consciousness.
Meditation to Travel The Akash Ganga
Sit with your spine erect. Your legs can be crossed as you sit on the floor, or sit in a chair. The most important thing is to sit with a long, erect spine. Put alertness into it. Close your eyes and focus the eyeballs at the Third Eye point between the brows. Do not let the eyes move, not for anything. Keep the eyes absolutely still.
Bring all of your awareness into your hands, particularly your index fingers (for the yogis the index fingers are the Guru energy) and your thumbs (for yogis, the thumbs are the ego energy). Bring the index finger and thumb into Gyan Mudra. The pad of the Index Finger touches the pad of the Thumb.
Feel the pulse in the index finger and the thumb. Feel there are two different pulses in these two different fingers. Even if you feel nothing, imagine feeling it.
Now, consciously synchronize these two pulses until they pulse One Pulse.
When they pulse One Pulse, move that pulse up your arms and into your spine. When you are in the spine, stay still and focused there. Don’t expect anything. Don’t force anything. Just be open and receptive to anything. Watch. Witness. Then witness yourself witnessing.
If you get frustrated that absolutely nothing is happening, let go of that. This is not about a happening. Be very patient and very still. Allow the journey to surprise you. It is a secret journey. The journey is not what you may be thinking, assuming, expecting, or hoping.
May this experience and all that you experience lead you to bliss!
May we meet on the banks of the Akash Ganga. Please know, whoever is reading this, my pulse is smiling at you.
Every day, I am committing to this simple practice, and its result has been profound. In my awareness, I have witnessed the mountains moving. Any more than that, I cannot share. It’s a perfect secret.
I am trembling with Infinite gratitude.
I bow my head at the banks of the Akash Gang. I kiss the star dust that is speeding past my smiling lips.
I bow to my teacher Yogi Amandeep for transmitting this beautiful, simple gift. I encourage all who enjoyed this post to sign up for the Yogi Amandeep Newsletter here:
Sat Nam! Namaste! Infinite Pranams! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!