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How I Met My Soul – Mahakundalini Workshop

How I Met My Soul – Mahakundalini Workshop

6 May, 2017

Three months and I have learned to handle stress and anxiety through meditation. I am just kidding, I am on my fourth glass of wine tonight, sipping the eagerness I had when I heard of the Mahakundalini workshop.

This stuff was getting more and more serious and throwing me into myself at a much faster pace that I ever thought possible. The workshop was by the same middle-aged, ever smiling man – Rae Chandran who I had met in the DNA Activation workshop. I have come to like him a lot by now because I really think his ideas of spirituality are quite cool. I mean, he wouldn’t ask you to sit in meditation for hours on end like some gurus who preach it on the idiot box. His approach was simple – look within. And which, by the way, is not as easy as it sounds. Anyway, I headed for the workshop after soaking in enough horror about it by reading it up on the internet.

People slithering like snakes, moving like snakes, hissing like snakes, and what not! Sure, I have had nightmares about snakes since a really long time but no, I did not want to be like one. Those things on the internet also said that people become psychic, at which I laughed thinking ‘even more psychic?’ I was game anyway, just like the last three times I threw myself into the ‘unknown’ of these events. I only wish my life was borrowed and I could exchange all of this for a trip to Disneyland. This time, it looked like it is a trip to some snake-land! I noticed myself being unnecessarily courageous recently.

There were people dressed in white, of all ages and shapes, to my surprise, little to no worried or nervous at all. One of them standing on my left asked out of nowhere – What is the meaning of life? Not knowing how else to answer that what-were-you-thinking-when-you-asked-me-this-question, I said – ‘I don’t know, Google is down here!’ Rae Chandran started his ritual for the Kundalini activation in the meantime with some really heavy breathing, reminding of the famous quote – If you have time to breathe, you have time to meditate. Sure, curse us for breathing as well! 30-40 figures of white in the room, trying to raise the snake sitting at the base of their spine suddenly looked like the most horrifying thing and I wanted to get out of there. But how could I have? Am I not the slave of my wait-let’s-see-what-happens-next attitude? I should have known better.

Soon enough, through the thin opening of my eyelids, I peaked into the room and saw some really strange behaviour around. A lady was whiling really deeply, another one was actually slithering like a snake on her chair as her chair was screeching very loud, and a lot of them had lost the sense of being. I immediately regretted taking a snake-peak!

The whole process got over in two hours and I didn’t, from anywhere, look like my kundalini was activated. To tell you the truth, I wasn’t quite relieved. I felt being cheated on. Here, for two years, three times week, I had dreams about snakes and when I really call for it, it doesn’t show up in my spine. What a betrayal! I thought only humans were good at it. But what happened at night was something unexplainable. While I was asleep, of course, I had a dream of a ten-headed snake opening up in front of me as I sat to meditate. It spread beautiful colors of blue, green and little bit of red around like a whiff of smoke. Instantly I was alleviated as the colorful smoke ran under me like a river, making me feel extremely light as if I wasn’t that body anymore. The ten-headed snake had giant brown-black eyes piercing through mine while my eyes were still shut. I could see it smile through my third eye. I could even see myself in the reflection of it’s eyes, smiling as if I was engulfed by pure joy and there was nothing else that could exist in that moment between us. All those nightmares I used to have about snakes, turned into this divine dream where everything was One. I felt like I could also control the time I wanted to lay in that dream, I could see around quite consciously and I could also put a pause, do some netflix and get back to hanging out with the titanic snake whenever I wanted. It was a dream, yet I was quite conscious.

You wouldn’t believe what happened thereafter! And I know you wouldn’t also want to wait for the next blog to discover, but looks like you would have to. For now, I would lay in the source of this beautiful energy for a little longer and would tell you how far I went to meet my soul!

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