8/30/10 Meditation Class, Chores

Meditation class rocked. We had a new woman. I centered and was right there to give an uplifting class. I had a meditation on the first time I met Baba Muktananda. Luke and I went to the Ashram in S Fallsburg, N.Y. We went up to the desk to register. The kids were with us. Becky, Emmie and little 7 year old Rain. OMG. Suddenly I just wanted to be in the meditation hall. I knew Luke would bring the girls --I did ask him. But in my mind I just wanted to be there --right at that moment. By myself.

So I almost ran down the hallway to the shoe area and then into the meditation hall. The lights were off and everyone was chanting Om Namah Shivaya. The power of the sound--a few thousand people chanting--almost knocked me off my feet. My heart began to race and my breath came fast. A hall monitor came over and asked me if I had ever met Baba. When I said no, she showed me to a front seat right near Baba's chair. I sat down and began to chant myself , becoming a part of the sound.

Suddenly, the feeling of the space changed, became charged. I saw heads turned toward the entrance door. There coming into the room and down the middle aisle was this man--- he was radiant, made of light. It was Baba.

As he walked down the aisle, he paused just for a moment and our eyes met. I began to cry. Oddly the tears just fell from my eyes. Baba pranamed to his Guru, Bhagavan Nityananda. Then, he sat on his seat underneath Nityananda's portrait.

I was stunned. The feeling was not to be put into words. Then Baba joined the chant and my life was changed forever.

So that's what a shared with the class on a spiritual level. And that was my good deed that I didn't really do. When Baba enters the room, he does the GD.