photo by axinia
On the 10th of December 1995 I got my self-realisation, my second birth. It was a day that changed my life. No, such a stupid expression. The experience of that day, unfolding every next day gave me the true meaning of my life.
As I mentioned in my earlier posts, I have always been a seeker. A seeker of Truth. I was born in an atheistic family and actually never believed in God. But I was seeking something – how many of you know that feeling!..
I was very much into psychology, astrology, theory of yoga and all that stuff, you know. But it gave me no answer. It was only theory, and I wanted something REAL. Some real, true experience. Some gulp of fresh waters…
The 10th of December 1995 was a very cold and snowy day in Voronezh, Russia. I knew I was going to get something I was looking for for ages. I was young but experienced. I was proud but willing. I was arrogant but thirsty…
I did not know the exact address of a girl that promised to take me to a Sahaja Yoga program. I went searching for her and I found her. It was snowing heavily and the bus was cancelled. We were late and had to take a taxi. When we finally arrived at the place, the programme was cancelled. There were few people outside asking the yoga-teacher some questions they had from the last time. I had no clue what was going to happen. One lady just asked me: “Do you want to get IT? Are you ready?” I actually had no clue, what it was all about. But I said “Yes, I am ready”. And then the amazing experience of Self-Realisation just happened to me: Deep… Still… Powerful.
Since then I have heard hundreds of such stories of seeking. Seeking and finding. I love to hear such stories much more that any other ones. For the seeking is something that goes beyond any other human experiences. If fact, it is THE SEEKING OF TRUTH that makes us live, suffer, love, surrender, cry and enjoy. Without this component I find a human life is missing something very crucial.
LOVE and great seeking experiences wishes you axinia