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PREM PRAKASH
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My First Prayer I grew up in a Jewish household that was not religious in the least. Our Judaism involved cheering for the Israeli contestant in the Miss Universe contest and screwing in electric light bulbs in a Hanukkah menorah. We didn’t believe in religion and no one ever prayed,
Knock, Knock
A guy was driving his truck down the road when he blew a tire. He got out to fix the flat and, drats, he didn’t have a jack to complete the task. He saw a farmhouse up ahead a bit, so he walked towards the place to borrow the tools
Seven Steps to Wisdom
Imagine you wake up one night and your barn is on fire. You jump out of bed and race to your shed where you have two buckets, one filled with water and one with kerosene. Because it is so dark and chaotic, you cannot tell which bucket holds which liquid.
Pride Asana
There are many, many yoga asanas (postures) which we can explore. I have heard it said that there are some 840,000. Most of us do not practice quite so many; we work with a much smaller set. Asanas are designed to develop the body, harmonize the breath, and bring peace
Ananda Shakti
The first time I led a kirtan in New York City was quite a heady trip for me. The hosting yoga center advertised the event considerably, so the hall was packed. They also arranged for me to be accompanied by a band of talented musicians from the city. I felt
Meetings with Yogis Part 1
A Teaching on Pride When I was younger, I was a student at the University of Pennsylvania in Philadelphia. My girlfriend at that time and I took a summer bicycle trip through New England. When we got to Vermont, I thought the State was so beautiful that I dropped out
Experiences With Yogis and Lessons Learned: Part 2
I have been reluctant to write about my personal experiences for this newsletter. I want this to be about yoga, not about me. In the last issue, however, I wrote about some of my time with my teachers and lessons I had learned. I got a good deal of positive
What’s the Problem?
A gentleman is taking an evening stroll when he notices a friend down on his hands and knees, crawling along the street. He asks, “What’s the problem?” “I lost my keys,” replies the friend. The fellow lowers himself to the cement and helps his pal search. The two look for
Before It’s Too Late
Stop your yoga! Do not recite your mantras! Dismantle your shrine and hide from your heart! You are making too much progress on the spiritual path. If you keep this up, soon you will have to stand all alone. For you will have destroyed the illusions which keep the wheel
