Aquarian Times – 2005-Winter


December 30, 2005 |

In this article from a Winter 2005 Aquarian Times, Guruka Singh remembers the day that Yogi Bhajan taught the Tratakam.

“I am walking my last mile,” Yogi Bhajan said. “Soon it will be time for me to leave my physical body behind. Do not be sad that I am leaving you. I am always with you. You can talk to me at any time. You do not need my physical body. Do you know that picture? Place that picture in front of you, look eyes into eyes, and meditate. Chant the long Sat Nam. Guru Nanak will be with you. I will be with you. Any question will be immediately answered. No problem. You can be with me any time.”

Read: "Seeing Eye to Eye with the Master"

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December 30, 2005 |

We were nearly out the doorway when all of a sudden a man wielding a sword flew above the crowd from the left and struck Yogi Bhajan on the head. Thank God for the turban and kanga (wooden comb tucked in the hair) as Yogiji was not hurt, but as soon as I heard the metal sword cracking against the kanga, all my warrior instincts erupted. It was clear we were under attack as another man jumped with his sword over the crowd on my right. But as he flew over my head, I literally caught this man and hurled him back onto the crowd.

Read: "Saving YogiJi"

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December 30, 2005 |

The first time I participated in White Tantric Yoga, it was 1971, in Birmingham, Michigan, a suburb of Detroit. I had gone to India with Yogi Bhajan and 84 others earlier that year, and after working on a spiritual pop festival called “Celebration of Life” in New Orleans which Yogi Bhajan attended, I spent the rest of the summer traveling with him. I even drove the car that took us to Atlanta, Washington, DC, New York City, Philadelphia, and finally Detroit. I was proudly a Kundalini Yoga groupie! I had been practicing for one year and was amazed at the changes in my life.

Read: "The Legacy of White Tantric Yoga"

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December 30, 2005 |

Nirvair Kaur and I were living in the Guru Ram Das Ashram in Eugene, Oregon when Yogi Bhajan came for one of his visits, which were always charged with high excitement, non-stop teaching, divine counseling, and unpredictable changes for people. I distinctly remember Sardarni Premka Kaur (the editor of “Peace Lagoon”) greeting me in  the hallway of the ashram while we waited to see Yogiji, having no idea what lay in store for us.  She smiled playfully: “You will like the air, it is very pure and clean.”

Read: "Teacher Certification, the Old-Fashioned Way"

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December 30, 2005 |

We met and he decided that with a beard and turban, I was not qualified to be a police officer. We went ’round and ’round, but I realized that it was a losing battle. I turned in my badge.  Then, I went whining to Yogi Bhajan.

” Why do you want to say ‘Yes, Sir!’ all your life? Let’s start our own company. Then we will hire the police and the army officers and they will say ‘Yes, Sir!’ to you.”

Read: "Job Security"

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December 30, 2005 |

Slowly the business grew. By I984, we had graduated from our little brown bag, to a four­ color printed box of bulk Yogi Tea in three flavors (Original, Almond and Carob Mocha). I remember going to the Natural Foods Merchandiser Expo in Los Angeles with Yogi Bhajan in January 1985. He took me directly to the Celestial Seasonings  booth.  He stood there, looked at the booth, then looked at me and said,

“Get busy.  One day soon we’ll have more teas than they do and we’ll be one of the biggest tea companies in the world.” He looked at me closer and then said, “Yogi Tea is magic.”

Read: "A Heavenly Aroma"

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December 30, 2005 |

Even in my childhood, Yogi Bhajan’s teachings were very important to me. Each time news came of something new to do, it was like a gift: a food to eat, a meditation to do, or even something to say.  My favorite was when my father came home and said that Yogiji had just given a talk about the titles by which Sikh children call their parents in Punjabi: Papaji for fathers and Mataji for mothers.  Ji is a term of respect. I recall being tickled by this news and thought it was the neatest thing.  I immediately began to call my parents Papaji and Mataji.  To this day I still do, and ask my children to do the same.

Read: "A Child of 3HO"

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December 30, 2005 |

A couple of days before he passed away, he said, “After I am gone, carry my mission and don’t mourn for me. Nobody should mourn for me. I am going home and everybody should celebrate my life.” The night before he passed away I was at his bedside deep in prayer. He looked at me with really open eyes and held my hand. His grip was so strong. I know it was his way of saying goodbye. Though he is gone, I still feel him holding my hand and guiding me to carry on this mission.

Read: "My Husband"

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December 30, 2005 |

Inspired and motivated by his words and adhering to the practices he taught, students created music, art, and poetry reflecting the universal wisdom he shared. Over 200 books have been written based on his teachings, as well as a wealth of CD’s, videos, paintings, and sculpture. He himself wrote over 30 books including The Teachings of Yogi Bhajan , Furmaan Khalsa, Masters Touch, and Mind and Its 81 Facets.

Read: "Siri Singh Sahib Bhai Sahib Harbhajan Singh Khalsa Yogiji"

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