question from student

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" Amy Lam " <satpremkaur

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Tuesday, July 08, 2008 10:09 PM

question from student

 

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> My current focus is on opening up my throat chakra.

 

Sat Nam!

 

Your email made me remember of a person: she came to my Yoga Studio asking

to work just on a chakra because she had a suegery in that part of the body

and she needed to rebalance it.

 

I tried to explain her (and I hope my answer would help you) that the " goal "

we should try to reach is not the opening (or the balance) of a single

chakra, since they represent a strictly interconnected system.

 

First of all I suggested her to pratice regularly (to work on a total

balance - without it any works on a single chakra can be really and

completely helpful) and to add some kriya or meditation more focused on that

chakra (there are many about the fifth one - see the various neck series on

many Kundalini Yoga books - on line I've found

http://www.pinklotus.org/-%20KY%20kriya%20whahe%20guru%20kriya%20english.htm).

 

Fateh Dharma!

 

Sujan Singh

http://www.yoga-kundalini.it

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I suggest Wha Guru meditation.

 

Turn your head to the left and say "Wha", to the righ, "Guru". Look at the tip of the nose.

 

31 minutes. 1000 days.

 

 

Vedya Kaur

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When Yogiji taught this head turning meditation with Wah Guru, he

specified that on ending it you close your eyes, inhale deeply and hold

the breath while focusing powerfully at the third eye point. He said the

purpose is to open the third eye.

 

Blessings,

Guruprem Kaur

Memoirs of a Yogini

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Waheguru ji ka khalsa,

waheguru ji ki fathe.

I am a 65yrs baptised singh & trying to live a simple life,

with the rehat given by panj piyaras & trying to meditate &

simran during amritwele,I want to have better cocentration

while simran.This is the only requirement i have,if you can

help me in this regad i shall be thankful to Gurusahib and

to you.

Guru kirpa kare jiss nall gur charnna nall sanjh nibh jawe.

 

Waheguru ji ka khalsa,

waheguru ji ki fathe.

 

gurdip singh

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Sat Nam Vedya Kaur,

I struggled with a blocked throat chakra in the eighties and the

nineties. A blocked throat chakra comes from people telling you " NO! " ,

negation of your spirit. MSS Guru Singh was instrumental in helping

relieve those traumas using Sahaj, effortless, healing techniques. Many

people do not realize what a great healer he is.

 

In one of his treatments, to get the throat chakra to open he used a

sound track of Tibetan chanting, which is in chords. In so doing, we

found that profound negation of my spirit has gone on in previous

incarnations.

 

I believe that this incarnation is one of the worst. To recover from the

most recent devastating total negation of all ten bodies, Yogi Bhajan

told me to rebuild myself by doing Sat Kriya every day for 31 minutes,

an hour with relaxation, and So Darshan Chakra Kriya every day for five

minutes up to two and a half hours.

 

I have been doing these kriyas daily for over four years and have

cleared all my chakras, including any remaining problem with the throat

chakra. Summer Solstice culminated in the clearing of my " life test, "

which Yogiji said would bring me pain for the rest of my life. I was

brutally forced to confront it during Friday morning's Wahe Guru chant.

All of my grief, keeping me from chanting, poured out as tears. Here is

an excerpt from my book, Memoirs of a Yogini, SGGS Path of Life to

Light, that shows one way the Gurus accept our sorrow and give blessings

in their place:

 

8. Forced to Confront My Life Test

June 27, 2008

I huddled in my quilt cocoon in warrior pose, chanting Wahe Guru, Wahe

Guru Wahe Guru Wahe Jio—the twenty-two minute sadhana purge sung every

morning. Today it sounded like a dirge, evoking deaths of dreams. Was it

so sad for others? I could not see.

 

My life test—losing custody of my daughter to a blinded manmukh, parents

and family members opposing me, God and Guru seeming far, far away—was

being evoked by Wahe Guru, full in my face. I asked Guru, why now, why

during our last full day of Solstice? It should be blissful, but there

is no end to my tears.

 

The more I resisted the cruel confrontation, the more I cried. To soothe

the pain, I drank from a water bottle as though drinking Amrit from the

breast of the Cosmic Mother. Finally I left the Tantric shelter, calling

the mournful chanting of Wahe Guru a dirge under my breath. I had to use

the bathroom anyway. But Bhai Kultar and Jatha had just arrived to play

Kirtan and saw me, a tearful mess.

 

On my way back I approached Bhai Kultar Singh, saying how sad Wahe Gurus

sounded this morning. He answered, “We are just now going to join the

chanting.”

 

“Perhaps we can chant to uplift it!” I suggested, before returning to my

space. Instead, my depth of grief only intensified. A wide river of

tears appeared winding around beside me, capturing riverlets of sorrow,

carrying them to God’s ocean. It wound in S-curves across the sadhana

floor, sweeping from behind me, along my left side towards the front of

the stage. I wiped away tears with my hands, tried to be brave; they

flowed from depths beyond control.

 

We call upon Guru Ram Das for the last five minutes of sadhana, to

soothe the transmutation of karmas. I found little relief, even with

this wondrous Guru’s blessings. But he gave me a calm face to step into

the line forming to bow before the Siri Guru Granth Sahib for sadhana

Gurdwara.

 

As I walked towards the Guru, I notice a roll of toilet paper on my

sheepskin, along the aisle, and mentioned to the woman positioned behind

it that toilet paper does not belong in Gurdwara. She said, “It isn’t

mine.” Reaching down I tucked it out of sight beneath my skin.

 

I bowed before the Guru to empty my bottomless grief, to be filled with

bliss, and sat upon my sheepskin in front of the Raagis, in tears. Bhai

Kultar and Jatha played a Wahe Guru Shabad that felt as mournful as the

sadhana chanting to me, further evoking my life test pain.

 

The roll of toilet paper was Guru’s gift to me, soaking up those tears.

 

I kept questioning Guru, with a stuffy nose, my lower lip trembling—Why,

why, why are you doing this to me??? It is a huge wall of grief to

surmount!

 

Now in Gurdwara I saw the same snake-like river winding around in front

of me, toward my left side, only this time it was pure white. I gazed

towards the Siri Guru Granth Sahib through closed eyes and saw a

shimmering white waterfall falling down the steps from the top Ramalas

of the Guru, sweeping away endless sorrows.

 

Thank you, Guruji! I opened my palms and offered my grief to this river

of God and mercifully felt relief. And knew it was the divine origin of

the gloomy, sorrow-filled river I had seen winding through the Tantric

shelter during sadhana.

 

Asking why I had to endure this huge life-long test, the terrible pain

greatly amplified one more time, and was immediately swept away. Into

this void, from the Siri Guru Granth Sahib, flowed all my Beloveds, all

the Gurus on a wondrous flow of white light, as huge as the river,

powerful and loving, endowing me with grace.

 

Yes, there were more tears. Of gratitude and awe, humbled by a

realization, the huge responsibility of Gurus’ presence that must be

fulfilled. And the Hukam:

 

June 27, 2008 Summer Solstice Morning Hukam,

Gurmukhi page 786

 

 

" Shalok, Third Mehl:

The red-robed bride is vicious; she forsakes God, and cultivates love

for another man.

She has neither modesty or self-discipline; the self-willed manmukh

constantly tells lies, and is ruined by the bad karma of evil deeds.

 

She who has such pre-ordained destiny, obtains the True Guru has her

Husband.

She discards all her red dresses, and wears the ornaments of mercy and

forgiveness around her neck.

 

In this world and the next, she receives great honor, and the whole

world worships her.

She who is enjoyed by her Creator Lord stands out, and does not blend in

with the crowd.

 

O Nanak, the Gurmukh is the happy soul-bride forever; she has the

Imperishable Lord God as her Husband. ||1|| "

 

The flip side of my life’s most impossible test revealed through its

horrid gauntlet Gurus’ most profound life blessing, Guru’s divine realm

of light and healing for the world, wherein I intend to live out the

remainder of my life, Guru by my side and within me. Wahe Guru ji ka

Khalsa, Wahe Guru ji ki Fateh!