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TelosianEmbrace
24th October 2011, 13:23
The Saddhus of India have traditions that go back thousands and thousands of years. Their spiritual science is as precise and exacting as any on Earth today. I regard them as my true brothers, for theirs is the eternal quest for enlightenment. Many have achieved incredible talents, called siddhas, as detailed in the Yoga Sutras of Patanjali. Glimpses of some of these wondrous beings are found in such books as 'Autobiography of a Yogi' by Yogananda, and 'Living with the Himalayan Masters' by Swami Rama.

At various stages I have been in close proximity to certain aware beings. I have witnessed the materialisation of a necklace, of holy ash seemingly sloughing off the surface of a picture or painting, amrita oozing endlessly from an amulet, and a Ganesha statue that drinks endless teaspoons of milk.

I had read these stories of the saddhus with siddhis, and thought they were amazing, but it was only a few years ago when I heard a tale first hand.

I was staying at an ashram in southern India, and was pestered by this man, Clarence, for money. It seemed odd, but he seemed genuine and he was only asking for a few hundred rupees, claiming he would pay it back. I decided to humour him. It was only later, when he came back with the money, that we got the chance to chat.

Clarence had walked up into the mountains in search of a guru. He met a wandering saddhu in an auspicious way, and the saddhu told him all about Clarence's life. Clarence was amazed at the clarity of the 'reading' and took up the saddhu's offer to travel with him and learn from him. For weeks he walked with the saddhu through the mountains, and practiced an energy technique very similar in its initial stages to Tai Chi. He learnt quickly, and within a very short period of time, with the assistance of the saddhu, learned a handful of siddhis. The saddhu flew. He flew. The saddhu put his toe to the edge of a huge boulder and effortlessly flicked it down the mountainside. Clarence was able to do the same.

Then the test came that he had been warned about, the test that he would either pass and continue with his lessons, or fail and return to his mundane life. The saddhu turned to him one day and said simply "Bring me the Sun". Instantly C's mind jumped in, questioning how he was going to be able to do it, and in that moment he failed. He had to return to civilisation and pick up the threads of his mundane life.

Of course, I asked him to show me something incredible! I mean, wouldn't you? His powers had waned, he was finding it difficult to do his practices, and even his effortless manifestation of money was no more. He truly believed money would simply come to him. He was trying to open a school in his native country, paid for with donations, that would teach these energy exercises. It was painful to see him grappling with the diametrically opposed systems. One of belief in abundance and ease, and the other, the western world we live in of fear, need and hardship. I really felt for him.

It gave me food for thought, in particular why the saddhu had singled him out and gave him that incredibly rare experience. Perhaps it was told to me so that one day I would have a similar experience and when asked, I would bring the Sun to my teacher without hesitation. Perhaps...

In summary, we all have the potential to be whoever we want to be, and do whatever we want to do.

Believe in yourself.

tonton
24th October 2011, 14:19
all is there .we have it all.our perceptions of all, is and always be our tool.we can only be what we accept within.how we are using our tool will dis side if the "bring me the sun"can be done.

Eagle
24th October 2011, 15:53
People dont understand that they do effect thier envirnment. Our reality is based on what we gather/attract around us

geoff
24th October 2011, 17:01
I love that story, you meet so many interesting people when you travel, i believe that anyone can be your teacher, we are all unique and have individual experiences of this reality. The ancient knowledge of India is extensive, and makes the so called new age teachers seem shallow and self obssessed by comparison.

TelosianEmbrace
24th October 2011, 21:23
I love that story, you meet so many interesting people when you travel, i believe that anyone can be your teacher, we are all unique and have individual experiences of this reality. The ancient knowledge of India is extensive, and makes the so called new age teachers seem shallow and self obssessed by comparison.
Hi Geoff. For me, the best thing to spend money on is experience, and the best way to experience is to travel. I believe also, that anything can be your teacher. If you truly believe a rock has the answers, then you can listen to it and find the eternal peace within.
I will be forever amazed by the saddhus, and the lengths they go to to transcend the mortal existence. I remember passing one on the road, and all he was saying was Ramana Maharshi, Ramana Maharshi, over and over and over. I'm guessing he would continue that mantra for hours, days, weeks.

geoff
24th October 2011, 22:20
Well in hindu philosophy, rock has a higher level of conciousness than we do. The Hari Krishnas repeat a simple mantra, i tried it myself thirty odd years ago or so, and its quite strange. It has the effect of occupying the the inner voice, or inner dialogue so that you can think or experience on a different level.Hard to explain in words.

CdnSirian
24th October 2011, 23:27
Wonderful thread, Telosian, and all. My two recent passports are empty. Waa! Haven't traveled significantly for a long time. However, I was very fortunate some years back to travel far, including India. One of my most vivid memories is when I was in Agra, as I wanted to see the Taj Mahal. I went three days in a row, so that I could see all of it, and hear the sounds and echoes of it, as my traveling companion played flute. And I did.
On the third trip, the rickshaw driver that drove us everyday (he was waiting for us at our cheap government bungalow accommodation on the second day), was waiting to pick us up (uninvited, but he had us figured out by then). He asked us to come to his home for dinner. We were honored, and could not refuse. He lived in a tiny canvas kiosk on the street, with two other rickshaw drivers. They had a heap of rice with a few flakes of vegetables on it, and we accepted a small helping and insisted we were full.
This tiny home was composed of three flat sleeping mats, and a central fire where they cooked. The walls were decorated with truly psychedelic posters of Krishna, Vishnu and their entourages, in vibrant color. One of them showed a spaceship cruising by! Driven by a Hasidic priest! I swear. I was choking on the fumes of the hash they were smoking. I was thinking that the posters were imported from Los Angeles or New York. They were really good guys. I was so humbled by their sharing of their meager supply.
Later back in New Delhi, I went to an art show of ancient Indian tapestries. There was Vishnu with his entourage, and above in the sky was spaceship being driven by the Hasidic priest, on a tapestry over a thousand years old. Well, look at that--it wasn't the second hand smoke after all. I have prayed for those rickshaw drivers many times. If this is off topic, I didn't mean it to be.

CdnSirian
24th October 2011, 23:38
Hi Geoff. Mantras have a purpose. They definitely alter one's state. I had another wonderful Hindu-related experience when I traveled to NYC one year to visit friends. Turned out they were leaving for the week to an ashram in upstate NY and told me I could use their apartment to visit NYC. Well, I wanted to visit with them, so I ended up going to the Ashram of Sri Aurobindo. He wasn't there at the time, although there were a couple of Indian speakers who were both Hindu teachers and nuclear physicists. A lot of time was spent doing yoga. Loved it. Lots of meditation, and assigned mantras.
The result for me was a wonderful moment on the last day when after lunch, I went out to the back of the kitchen which overlooked the Hudson River. I could see across it, and on to forever. I got a loud clear message that I do not have to be or do or have anything. I was absolutely complete, in that moment and always had been.
And you know I forgot it for about 25 years...life is distracting!

geoff
25th October 2011, 00:08
hi, I often find it amusing, all this talk about the ananarki; you hardly hear Krishna mentioned at all. All the Hindu gods have planets, for example planet Krishna or planet Vishnu; what could be more alien than that? I read a small book years ago published by the Hare Krishnas; it was called 'space travel made easy'. It blew my mind, literally. It talked about yogi's using meditation for thousands of years to travel through space and communicate with ET's; they believe for example that every planet is inhabited but on different planes of conciousness. I never met any aliens, but i did experience traveling through space while meditating, but thats a long story. By the way i am not or have never been a member of the Hare Krishnas but they have some very interesting literature.