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Manikaran and Tosh

Parvati is the consort of Lord Shiva, and is described as very beautiful, so just imagine a valley named on her behalf. Valley of Gods, that’s how Parvati valley is known, and it is not just a phrase. 377 more words


Tim Miller's first public yoga demo done at 'breakneck speed'

I’m very happy that Nigel at Ashtanga Yoga Hong Kong captured this story of Tim Miller: His first yoga demo in Mysore. I’ve heard it before, but I’m not sure Tim specified he was doing Third Series. 54 more words

Tim Miller

How does the mind of an enlightened function?


As a realized sage reads a news paper, looks at the words, does the mind faculty in him read the words out loud? Even as i read there is a voice in the head clearly enunciating every word or┬ásince they are realized, the content is just felt , because they are beyond the paper, the scribbling or is it a balance of both small mind & big mind at play…What is the quality of reading/ Music in No Mind advaita state…what is that faculty that interprets the scribbling and converts them to some coherent meaning , Say for Example when Guruji is tweeting..is he using the small mind to express the big mind? 471 more words

You and 2G(Guru and God)

My Krsna teachings in my words

Every body think they wanna be with God directly, but they won’t meet God directly. They pray to all deities not to the God. 85 more words


Saint Gurmeet Ram Rahim Singh Ji Insan shoots at India's Most Haunted Fort

Saint Gurmeet Ram Rahim Singh Ji Insan has traveled, researched and shot for the film all over the country. In fact, Guruji shot an integral part of the film at the infamous… 177 more words

What's Happenin'

"Fall like a flower from a tree"

I got swept in the whirlwind of life, school exams and concert rehearsals for my little one, increased work, family and social commitments etc. In the midst of the fullness of life, I had another small miracle moment. 374 more words

Iyengar Yoga

What is the art of living?

The RTCC, Indiranagar building was buried under mountain of slippers. It was yellow outside, thanks to the ever-present streetlights and lack of sun. Little unidentifiable insects buzzed around my head while I tried not to swat them away. 1,111 more words