India has always been a place that my soul longed to unite with, from the very first time I heard & chanted Kundalini Yoga mantra’s, it’s the frequency of these mantras that touched me deeply, it felt as though my heart was expanding to a new depth.
Mantra /Naad means “the essence of all sound” these mantra are intrinsically tied to the practice of Kundalini Yoga.
For me the practice of Kundalini yoga, these sounds, mantra, my soul somehow remembered these sacred sounds, there was a familiarity, who knows perhaps this stemmed from a past life.
I flew into Amritsar, in the north of India, Punjab this is where my teacher lives, Amritsar is the home of the golden temple and the lineage of Kundalini yoga.
How to explain the frequency that’s circulating at the Golden temple ..the sound current running 24/7 Pure love .. devotion, every meal served, every drop of water poured, every marble slab cleaned, it is all a manifestation of Spirits love. This sound of Kirtan, mantra threading itself through it all, through every moment of every dimension, through day and through night.
The Golden Temple in Amritsar feeds 100,000 people a day regardless of their faith, their colour or creed, they invite all in with open arms.
My first visit to India left me with such a deep awakening on many levels. I knew it was my soul purpose to be able to share these teachings in their birthplace, to invite students who wanted to deep dive into their own soul journey, to travel around India as a conscious collective, to experience the sacredness of India.
Fast forward January 2020 I am full of gratitude to be facilitating an extraordinary group of 20 students, on an 18 day spiritual, yogic journey around India. On day 17 of our journey, after guiding students around Rishikesh, Dharamashala & Amritsar watching them all fall deeply in love with themselves, the yogic practice & this country.
Day 17..Covid struck..& everyone was dumbstruck, we had all been in a deep spiritual journey and all of a sudden it seemed like the world had been turned upside down.
I managed to get all the students safely home and then I asked myself, what feels right for me? Mother India whispered in my ear, “stay you are safe, there is more for you to learn.”
As the weeks turned into months during this Covid time in India, I went deep into kundalini yoga practice, finding my steadiness in such an unknown time. The country of India had stood still, no planes, no tourists, it was surreal, no cars on the road, no horns beeping, just stillness. The practice of Kundalini Yoga kept me calm, grounded & centred. I would meditate on the beach in Goa in the South, surrounded by stray dogs, yet all the while I could feel the expansiveness of this time, how sacred it was, feeling deep gratitude, a knowing throughout it all, I was held by the universe.