Home again after the most amazing and joyous journey – far into the soul and consciousness – in the north of India. Geographical and mentally a voyage from the peace and quiet in the the foothills of Himalaya at the feet of Shiva, along the sacred, flowing river, Mother Ganga, to the quivering, colorful and vibrant life in Rishikesh, the city of spiritual pilgrims and yogis. Here we had the great experience of attending Satsangs with Mooji and hear him talk about “awakening” of the soul/true Self.
It has been the most blissful journey into silence and awareness. It has surpassed everything I have experienced so far. Actually it’s hard to put into words. Think I don’t have to explain it so much.
Only I can tell you, some more practical terms like I have traveled in a small group of wonderful, passionate and like-minded people. We stayed in 2 different Ashrams and followed a tight disciplined program of meditation, silence, dream travels and trance. From that foundation we painted pictures and created magical art figures which we examined and discussed thoroughly.
The first ten days we lived in Phool Chatti, a silent and peaceful ashram in the mountains, where the Ganges is still so clean you can bathe in it. Later when we moved to the big Parmarth Nikitan Ashram, in Rishikesh we didn’t go into the water, but watched the river fast flowing, attending the nightly ganga aarti (river worship ceremony).
I am so grateful to have had this experience – and at the same time so full of all this that I feel I have hardly “arrived” back home yet. I very much hope I’ll manage to stay in touch with the silence and tranquility I found – when everyday life here again grabs my attention!