Sat Peter Singh at Summer Solstice in Pecos, NM in 1973

From page 101 of the book, The Man Called the Siri Singh Sahib, published in 1979 and written by S.S. Sat Peter Singh Khalsa Washington D.C., USA

I will always remember the first time I met the Siri Singh Sahib. It was in the Spring of 1970, and I had been attending yoga classes, at Ahimsa Ashram in Washington D.C., for about a month.  I had no idea what to expect, except that other students, who had seen him before, spoke of him in only superlatively positive terms.  Upon seeing him at the airport, I had a strange sensation of electrical energy going through me that was so intense, I could barely keep my balance.  I really couldn’t understand what was happening to me, but it was pretty clear, that there was something very special about this man. 

Later on, in the evening class at the ashram, I went upstairs to meet him and ask for some personal advice about a personal matter.  But no sooner had I reached the threshold of his door, then he looked up at me, with squinting eyes, and said out of the blue, “You have to fight!!!”  I was completely taken aback and just stood there, trying to figure out if he was actually talking to me, or if there was someone else, behind me, perhaps, who was the object of this statement.   

There was no one else, so I asked, “How, with guns?”  He laughed and said, “No… Any way you have to, …with fists, with guns… you just have to fight.” 

The whole situation had me completely disoriented.  I didn’t have any idea what he was talking about, so I changed the subject, by asking the question I had originally come to ask. 

After that first meeting, it was a long time before I realized the import of those first words to me.  It gradually became clear to me that there really were things in life worth fighting for- a concept I had as a youth, but lost in the psychological tumult of the late 1960’s.  I also understood the conflict between my higher and lower natures and the need to do battle and overcome negativity every day. 

 As time went on, his exhortation to fight gave me the courage and strength to face the many difficulties in my life, and I realized, that even in those first brief moments, the Siri Singh Sahib had given my life a direction and destiny that was greater than anything, for which I had ever hoped or imagined. 


Page 100

“A wise man does not lead the idiot.  A wise man makes the idiot the wisest of all.  That is the wisdom of the wise man. All that has to be understood. In one area, you all understand that God is Cosmic Consciousness. God is Creative Consciousness. God is Infinite Consciousness, and you are all the finite consciousness.  A being is created by the One God.  So you are created by the same God which created me.  If you cannot come to my level, there is something wrong in my teaching.” ~ Yogi Bhajan