Stories
First-hand experiences of meditation and spirituality.
'When you perform for me, always choose devotional songs.'
Gunthita Corda Zurich, Switzerland
'It was like I was seeing who Guru really was: this extraordinary, beautiful being inside a physical body'
Jogyata Dallas Auckland, New Zealand
Spiritual moments with my grandmother
Patanga Cordeiro São Paulo, Brazil
Check your Front Tire
Arpan De Angelo New York, United StatesAkuti: a pioneer-jewel in our Centre
Akuti Eisamann Connecticut, United States
The first time that I really understood that I had a soul
Jogyata Dallas Auckland, New Zealand
My inner calling
Purnakama Rajna Winnipeg, Canada
Praying for God’s Grace to Descend
Sweta Pradhan Kathmandu, Nepal
Celestial experiences
Antaranga Gressenich Munich, Germany
Breaking the world record for the longest game of hopscotch
Pipasa Glass & Jamini Young Seattle, United States
My wife's soul comes to visit
Jogyata Dallas Auckland, New Zealand
President Gorbachev: a special soul brought down for a special reason
Mridanga Spencer Ipswich, United KingdomSuggested videos
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Getting through difficult times in your meditation
Banshidhar Medeiros San Juan, Puerto Rico
Sri Chinmoy's inner guidance
Kailash Beyer Zurich, Switzerland
Starting a spiritual café
Toshala Elliott Auckland, New Zealand
An airport meditation experience
Jogyata Dallas Auckland, New Zealand
My first impressions of Sri Chinmoy's philosophy
Lunthita Duthely Hialeah, United States
How Sri Chinmoy appreciated enthusiasm
Prachar Stegemann Canberra, Australia
After almost two hours of hiking we arrived at the Mountain House (which is a hotel by a lake – beautifully integrated in the landscape). First we walked through the garden. There we enjoyed the flowers and managed to make it out successfully from the hedge maze. Then, to gasps of amazement, we rounded the corner to our first view of the lake (which indeed is the most spectacular natural wonder within two hours of NYC) and settled down in one of the wooden pavilions to eat our lunch. This was a mostly silent affair as we all looked out across the lake and feed our bodies as well as our hearts.