Stories
First-hand experiences of meditation and spirituality.
The day when everything began
Bhagavantee Paul Salzburg, Austria
“Where there is heart, always there is a way.”
Jogyata Dallas Auckland, New Zealand
'It was like I was seeing who Guru really was: this extraordinary, beautiful being inside a physical body'
Jogyata Dallas Auckland, New Zealand
A love that was thick like butter
Mahatapa Palit New York, United States
Meditation: Touching The Infinite
Jogyata Dallas Auckland, New Zealand
If I could remember this in my daily life now, I'd be a very high soul
Charana Evans Cardiff, Wales
The spiritual life is normal to me
Shankara Smith London, United Kingdom
A Mountain Meditation
Jogyata Dallas Auckland, New Zealand
An early spiritual experience
Ashrita Furman New York, United States
Our Guru becomes the perfect disciple
Devashishu Torpy London, United Kingdom
A 40-Year Blessing
Sarama Minoli New York, United States
I was what you call a classic unconscious seeker
Rupantar LaRusso New York, United StatesSuggested videos
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A childhood meeting with Sri Chinmoy
Devashishu Torpy London, United Kingdom
Running for peace in the South Pacific
Nirbhasa Magee Dublin, Ireland
Breaking Guinness records
Ashrita Furman New York, United States
The greatest adventure that you can embark on
Mahatapa Palit New York, United States
Making progress on Sri Chinmoy's Path
Daulot Fountain Seattle, United States
Unthwarted, my mother and I went down to our designated meeting area to see if anyone was ready to brave the cold and rain with us today. There was already someone waiting when we got there and after a few phone calls, a bagel stop at
By the time we got to the place where we were going to hike (Harriman State Park) it had actually stopped raining and we started off, some of us jumping from rock to rock, balancing on logs and climbing trees on the way. By the time we reached the ridge it had started to snow and we enjoyed looking for the flakes that had crystallized into beautiful stars and at the white little spots dotting the large patches of moss.
Once we were after the half way point it started to really really snow and our hike turned into a true adventure. The trees donned magnificent snowy outlines and the ground was covered in a pure blanket of white which, in addition to being beautiful, was slippery, cold and wet. The difficulty of the hike went up a few notches and soon we were all cold and wet but we were in good spirits and felt quite safe. Nonetheless, everyone was overjoyed when we finally reached the car and could warm up inside. All that was missing was the hot chocolate and the roaring fire.