- Many disciples received spiritual names by their spiritual masters. My first and only contact with a person who had a spiritual name was a young girl I met many years ago in former East Germany. Her name was Kumari, given by her spiritual master. But at that time it didn't say me much if anything.
It was always a special moment for all present when Sri Chinmoy gave an inner name to a student of his by blessing the disciple; putting a closed envelope on his/her head and meditating for a few minutes. I often received light during such very soulful incidents. At those moments I too had the desire to receive a spiritual name.
In my daily life I do not think much about it. Only on special occasions I am trying to feel what my soul may want to manifest in this short earthly life.
In my kitchen there is a Jharna Kala (an acrylic painting by Sri Chinmoy) on the wall that Guru signed with the word "hope" and with the letters C.K.G (Chinmoy Kumar Ghose). He was so kind to add my name I got from my earthly parents, written in his unique handwriting and with an accuracy that makes one feel he measured the distance between the letters perfectly.
On my very first joyday I ever attended in 1990 my current center leader had just returned from New York. I vividly remember him standing confidently on stage telling the audience that Guru would come to Berlin as there were new disciples who want to see him. He also mentioned that Guru had said those new disciples would have strong oneness and they not only need but also want light.
Watching myself more consciously for the last ten days I do notice that there is a sincere longing for inner oneness, not only between people but also between nations. Not much has changed in my outer life but I notice a serene frame of mind, an inner joy without knowing where it comes from.
My inner progress might be slow but at least there seems to be *some* little progress I made. I more and more realize that it makes no sense to expect anything from anybody but to only pray for more oneness...which I am doing. I am reading over and over again in Sri Chinmoy's writings that only prayer and meditation would be leading to inner and outer peace in this world...I am trying.
To develop more gratitude for what I have and what I am is one of my inner goals and not to take it for granted to be a disciple of Sri Chinmoy. His unconditional forgiveness and tangible God-love I deeply treasure.
Some years ago I had an opportunity to visit the United Nations in Geneve. The result of a rather short meditation I will never forget - a gift forever to be remembered.
I attempted to write a few poems on oneness but why compose anything that is already there - poems/songs written by someone who knows the inner Truths perfectly:
"U.N. meditation: a soulful cry
To reach the vastness of oneness-sky.
United Nations Meditation Group:
A simple, Truth serving, all-loving troup.
United Nations Meditation-Room:
To stop for good the birth of cosmos doom."
"Oneness earth - Oneness!
A life of fullness.
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D o r i s
- Hello Doris,
I have read once and again about your living experiences with Guru Sri Chinmoy and I stopped at a most significant one -the moment He signed his Jharna-Kala for you with his name and the word ´hope´. From this story I am also getting such inner Light!
Guru´s poetry is flooded by hope, light and forgiveness -all of them experiences of higher worlds and high blessings for humanity. We are lucky that hope becomes sometimes our only connection with Divinity and our own soul like a harbinger of a better reality. As Guru wrote in one of his books:
¨Hope is life´s
-Sri Chinmoy (unofficial)
in Twenty-Seven Thousand Service-Trees, vol 50
May your blessed kitchen multiplies in endless divine recipes of hope!
- Dearest Suchana,
Such sweet misunderstanding can only happen to non english speaking people like us. I am sorry I didn't make it clear enough.
Guru TITLED the Jharna Kala "hope" and signed it with his initials. What he kindly did for me as he did for many others students of his was writing my men given name and repeating his initials. The emphasis was on how much love-light a spiritual master is able to pour into an ordinary name.
Regarding his poetry, you are right. Without his hopeful writings there wouldn't be much joy in my life. You open up any book and you are in His World.
And thanks for the poem! :- )
P.S. I very much liked your story in Inspiration-Letters, Part 23. It made me smile and remember my own funny experiences in New York's streets.
- Doris Dearest,
Oops! I still wonder how I didn´t realize about this misunderstanding myself knowing that "hope" is one of Guru´s titles for his Jharna-Kala!
Again this topic on names recalls me an unconditional experience of self-transcendence given by Guru to many disciples -over 70 I guess- including myself at Madal Circus some years ago.
I was called up and was told that Guru was trying to transcend his memory standard so that He would remember and say the names that parents had given us before getting our spiritual names.
It was also such a funny experience as several disciples who were involved in other activities -food, music, band, acrobatics and so on- couldn´t understand what was going on when they were called to come closer. Guru´s physical Presence was always full of surprise!
Guru was sitting there and we would past by and He would repeat our original names peacefully, powerfully and compassionately.Finally He succeded in each and every name!
As you say, Doris, His love-light was so intense that I felt fully absorbed by that divine atmosphere; later this experience helped my mind to cultivate more all these divine attributes.
Thank you for your encouragement!
PS: It would be so nice to hear from your funny experiences in New York streets! :-)
- I love to hear stories like yours for hours...:- )
I too remember:
I had just arrived on the Christmas Trip and Guru was signing notebooks.
Tired from the long flight and in a low consciousness I stood in line even expecting Guru to make a comment. I was afraid of being exposed but bravely walked slowly towards to where he was sitting in his chair in a hall filled with hundreds of disciples. He taught us that he was like a real father (which I didn't have so what do I know?) and that we should not be afraid of him so I tried to be faithful although I wished to disappear in some mouse hole.
...no exposure, but a flood of love-light uttering my ordinary name with sweetness inexpressible. It was more than enough to bring the soul powerfully to the fore.
But to be very frank a similar experience I had just recently when I read the following lines:
Is for the chosen few.
Is for all and sundry."
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- Thank you, Doris, for this story!
Me too, I´d like to spend hours on end hearing about Guru´s exchanges with people around the world. I always get much inspiration and insight from them.
Only a Master of the highest calibre would be able to bring one´s soul to the fore just by uttering one´s name! This surpasses the so called earthly miracles, it is something far beyond which touches the very core of our inner Divinity and gets awaken in some way by Guru´s Powerful Love-Light.
I went through this same experience the first time I entered the Aspiration-Ground many years ago, and, as far as I remember He would just say "hello" while He was playing tennis! And my soul would cover the entire being to say the least.
Very grateful to learn that we are receiving God´s strictness and God´s Compassion in this lifetime, too!
- I can't resist replying once more to you, dear Suchana. Thank you so much for speaking about the master. I wasn't brave enough to publicly tell my funny "New York Streets" story but you are inspiring me to retell *my* first experiences I had with the master in New York in 1992 much, much later than you had your first encounter with him.
Two things I smilingly remember (I hope I didn't tell this already in an earlier post):
I was terribly afraid of flying but some people can really make you overcome it...
...I entered Aspiration-Ground in a moment when Guru was walking around the court in high meditation and as chance would have it he soon walked towards to where I was crouching. Like an error a streak of light pierced my heart. The only thing I was able to do was trying to keep control over my emotional outburst.
The fateful moment came when he invited all his students to take prasad. I felt I wasn't able to eat anything. Before I could make any decision I heard Guru say in a fatherly but quite commanding way, "Everybody please take prasad." So I went down where lots of Indian Sweets were placed on a big table. (In my defense I may tell you that I had never seen such sweets before). Knowing from Guru's writings that it was important not to take prasad at one's sweet will, meaning not to choose what I like or what not but to accept what was offered I took from each different sweet that was presented. Imagine the pile of sticky sweets in my hands. I am sure some disciples must have thought what kind of greedy person I must be. Somehow I managed to get back to my seat and bravely piece by piece disappeared in my mouth. It still makes me giggle but also feel a little bit embarrassed.
The next day Irina Malikowa from the Gorbachev foundation came to visit Guru. He wanted to give her a present but she didn't know what it was - a Punjabi. Many people had left Aspiration-Ground to have lunch but I again was unable to leave and eat. It is indescribable for me how I felt in the master's presence. I just couldn't go.
I was sitting quite far away from him but at one moment I felt his eyes becoming one with mine. I was wondering how this was possible over such a long distance? He knew perfectly well where I was sitting. Vasanti had to wave me down which confused me even more. Me, why? But like in a dream I went to where Guru was sitting: on a simple white chair against a white wall wearing a red dhoti. I stood in front of him and tried very hard to follow the conversation between him and Mrs. Malikowa. He was explaining to her what a punjabi was and some meditation techniques perhaps but I was flying in a world of beauty's light that seemed to emanate from him and totally engulfed my entire being.
I don't know for how long I had been standing in front of him I only remember that Vasanti again had to make me leave as I didn't get anything what was going on. She was more aware of the outer happening...thank you Vasanti, in case you are reading.
Suchana, you touched on a subject I have been pondering about recently - Miracles!
"Only a Master of the highest calibre would be able to bring one´s soul to the fore just by uttering one´s name! This surpasses the so called earthly miracles, it is something far beyond which touches the very core of our inner Divinity and gets awaken in some way by Guru´s Powerful Love-Light."
Jesus openly performed miracles and perhaps some followed him because miracles deepened their faith. I have heard about so many Compassion-Miracles performed by our master but I never heard they abailable to a wider audience. There might be good reasons not to do that.
Sri Chinmoy was an excellent athlete, a divine musician, artist, poet, composer and peace lover but did we ever mention the many outer miracles he performed? What do we really know about the inner miracles that he just called (paraphrasingly)"inner realities".
So now my post went from humorous to serious. I am very sorry!
- This is my second answer to you, dear Doris, as the previous one was completely empty of words; such was my deep feeling at reading your amazing experience with the Master that I sent nothing in response to your posting!
While reading once again your own words, Guru´s own voice saying, "Everybody please take Prasad" comes to my outer reality and becomes real to my ears. Is it a miracle? Absolutely yes, because it comes from the Master´s Infinite Love -the miracle of miracles- and his transcendental realisation.
I think that the idea we can get from "miracles" is often related to the culture where we live in. Everyday people are asking for miracles -more physical and vital fleeting possessions- and expectation becomes their rule of life. This is what I tried to mean by speaking on the "so called earthly miracles". There are also more awakened people who offer their gratitude without asking anything in return. In my humble opinion, this is a more genuine miracle for they are serving a higher cause.
Your own experience with Guru reminds me that mine is almost identical. Our Master Guru was able to gather so many aspiring souls like a most beautiful bunch of flowers and is able to water them at every moment! That proves a sense of his hard work in "the inner realities", I guess.
Maybe Sri Chinmoy has compassionately offered thousand poems just to get to feel better that our inner realities have more powerful wealth than material things. As it has been better told by himself:
There is only one miracle:
Sri Chinmoy [unofficial]
Twenty-Seven Thousand Aspiration-Plants
Leaving you with these words in harmony, oneness and joy
- Hello Doris:)
Somehow in my reading I missed this post, and I have to say I laughed out loud when I read this.
I was imagining you stuffing sweet after sweet in your mouth slowing down with each one, having to force the last few bites. I love sweets, but with indian sweets I can only ever eat one, and sometimes I can't even finish a whole one as they are delicious, but tooth achingly sweet!
I do not have any personal funny prasad stories, but my center leader (Shishir) once tripped on a Christmas trip while taking prasdad and went flying and landed on the strawberry shortcake. Apparently Guru found it quite amusing:)