Waking up to a bright morning, I prepare myself for satsang with Mooji. Opening the white gate to the mini-ashram I’m staying at, a young girl’s sweet smile greets me. She quietly comes in and takes the trash can that I’ve been stuffing my waste into. She’s getting ready to leave with her green wheelbarrow cart, but a visitor wants to join her. “What’s your name?” I ask. “Shivani,” she replies politely. “Can I join you for your morni... read full story

I was once was walking right beside the Ganga and the warmth of a wonderful sadhu's eyes asked me to greet him. "I had seen you earlier beta, but it is not appropriate for us to just approach you. I'm glad you said namaskar (hello). Please join me when you have time. "I have class now Baba. Where can I find you?" "I am always here. Right by the tea stall. Ask anyone for me. That is where I stay." Late afternoon, I meet the softly orange-clad old man with eyes ... read full story