Do you want the opportunity of finding yourself in a Sangat who, through humility and brotherhood, meets to celebrate the sacred lineage of Kundalini yoga and the treasures of knowledge that Yogi Bhajan bequeathed to us?
Read: "Summer Solstice – Character"Categories: 3HO History, Events
On a cold day in February 1977, Kundalini yoga was growing and starting to expand to Europe and beyond. The Siri Singh Sahib, Yogi Bhajan, along with about a dozen yogis, were looking for a permanent home for the Summer Solstice Sadhana, to lay roots for our global community.
Read: "Summer Solstice – Commitment"Categories: 3HO History, Our Stories
We are life and we come from tomorrow
We won’t stand around while the world burns down
We’ve already seen enough sorrow
We are life and we just want to know when
When can the killing end, and the living begin?
Categories: Music history, Our Stories, Poetry
Tags: Livtar Singh
This is my poem, this is my song,
I sing to you, my darling son.
All I can give you is what I know,
The love of Guru, to guide you as you grow.
Categories: Music history
Tags: Guru Dass Singh
Sat Nam Everyone, This is Guru Shabad Singh. I’m deeply moved to be sharing the release of my new song ‘Blue Fire’ in memory of Hari Das Kaur. This powerful…
Read: "Blue Fire"Categories: Music history, Our Stories
Tags: Guru Shabad Singh
Yogiji spoke at least a few times about his belief that the Americans (us, we, ME!) who found Sikh Dharma (through Kundalini Yoga) were very likely to be reincarnations of those frightened souls who ran from Guru Gobind Singh’s call for the “head of a brave young one” that first Vaisakhi Day. The song says “many did they run away and many did they hide … ” Those particular words always affected me with shivers down (or up) my spine when we sang them during gurdwara or any 3HO/Sikh Dharma function.
Read: "You Shall Never Leave Me Again"Categories: Music history, Our Stories
The Yogi focuses his attention in the Light
And tells the deepest secrets…
The ineffable description
Of remembrance of the Nam
Of Shakti and Bhakti,
And of Brahma’s Gyan.
The words flow through him naturally,
And bowing to Guru Ram Das,
The Mender of Broken Destinies,
Centered deeply in Prayer…
He speaks,
So that, by Guru’s Grace,
Everyone may hear.
Categories: Music history, Poetry
Tags: Furmaan Khalsa
Walk upon the marble
Gaze upon the gold
Forehead touch the dust
Shabad kiss the soul.
In the tank of Harimandir
Life becomes a prayer
Soul becomes the lover
God is everywhere.
Categories: Music history, Our Stories
Tags: Livtar Singh
We, the Members of the Khalsa Council of Sikh Dharma, exist to serve God, Siri Guru Granth Sahib, Sadh Sangat and all of humanity.
We acknowledge our responsibility to provide leadership to Sikh Dharma and we commit to live, spread, preserve and protect the teachings of Sikh Dharma as embodied in the Siri Guru Granth Sahib and according to the Rehit Maryada of the Father of the Sovereign Khalsa Spiritual Nation, Siri Guru Gobind Singh.
Read: "Khalsa Council Mission Statement, Member’s Oath and Pledge of Allegiance"Categories: 3HO History
Tags: Khalsa Council
Wake up!
Now is the time!
Wake up!
Time is running out!
Wake up!
Sing God’s praises and realize your Destiny.
Karma makes you sleepy.
Dharma wakes you up.
Wake up!
Leave your errors behind you.
Practice Raj Yoga.
Now is the time!
Wake up!
Categories: Music history, Poetry
Tags: Furmaan Khalsa
“It will bring peace to those on whose forehead it is not written. It will bring prosperity to those who do not know how to spell it. It will bring you good luck when you have done nothing good even in your dreams. Because this is the lotus, this is the opening of the lotus and turning the mother divine power back to the navel point. It is a path. I gave you this gift, so that you can give it to your children, grandchildren, great-great-grandchildren and especially to your old relatives who are on the way out, but they do not know where to exit.”
Read: "Sa Re Sa Sa Sarung, Har Re Har Har Harung"Categories: Music history, Yogi Bhajan Quotes
Keeping the seed locked,
Go within.
Merge with the Shabd,
In Perfect Balance.
Chant
Har Har Har Har.
Become
Unknown
Unseen
Formless
Let your actions be one with the Guru’s Rehit.
Sitting in the Realm of Truth,
Meditate on Shabd in the Realm of God.
Enlightened in the Realm of Action,
Let the Gurmantra be your worship.
Holding still,
Become filled with the Power of God.
Categories: Music history, Poetry
Tags: Furmaan Khalsa
There are Four Minds and Four Covers.
True Friends speak of Truth.
They live as Soldier-Saints,
Always ready to Sacrifice,
Overflowing with Love,
Their Kundalini Rises!
Prana nourishes the Ida and Pingala.
The Shushmana is the Road to the Realm of Raj Yoga.
What Incredible Beauty!
God is Unfolding Everywhere!
The Crown Lotus Blossoms!
Oh! Treasure of Formlessness!
Categories: Music history, Poetry
Tags: Furmaan Khalsa, mata mandir singh
The Sikh who follows the Path of Devotion,
Meditates on the Nam,
Har … Har … Har … Har …
Categories: Music history, Poetry
Tags: Furmaan Khalsa, mata mandir singh
