Stories
First-hand experiences of meditation and spirituality.
The Ever-Transcending Goal
Preetidutta Thorpe Auckland, New Zealand
A vision at 3 a.m in the morning
Abarita Dänzer Zürich, Switzerland
All I needed was the Supreme, and I would always win
Pragati Pascale New York, United States
Celebrating birthdays at Guru's house
Devashishu Torpy London, United Kingdom
So much longing, for something
Pushpa rani Piner Ottawa, Canada
In the middle of an ocean of love
Bhadra Kleinman New York
Check your Front Tire
Arpan De Angelo New York, United States
Meeting Sri Chinmoy for the first time
Janaka Spence Edinburgh, United Kingdom
An intense, concentrated Fire
Toshala Elliott Auckland, New Zealand
Sri Chinmoy's opening meditation at the Parliament of World Religions
Pradhan Balter Chicago, United States
The first time that I really understood that I had a soul
Jogyata Dallas Auckland, New Zealand
My Life with Sri Chinmoy: a book
Tejvan Pettinger Oxford, United Kingdom
The day I saw my Guru for the first time
Natabara Rollosson New York, United StatesSuggested videos
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The value of meditation in a stressful job
Garga Chamberlain Bristol, United Kingdom
My first impressions of Sri Chinmoy's philosophy
Lunthita Duthely Hialeah, United States
Running for peace in the South Pacific
Nirbhasa Magee Dublin, Ireland
Sri Chinmoy's inner guidance
Kailash Beyer Zurich, Switzerland
Growing up on Sri Chinmoy's path
Aruna Pohland Augsburg, Germany
Where the finite connects to the Infinite
Jogyata Dallas Auckland, New Zealand
I first met Irish born Subarata Cunningham in Auckland in 1985. She had a strong clear face, calm eyes and an open hearted quality that made her immediately likeable. A triathlete and long distance runner, she was offering a workshop on meditation for athletes –
"The 700 mile race" Subarata told me "has all of life in it – pain and joy, despair and hope, exhaustion and inspiration – and what you achieve and overcome there you establish in your life forever. For me running has always been a metaphor of the inner journey towards perfection. I'm not much of an outer runner so I try to be a good inner runner instead. For 13 days and nights I'm trying inwardly and outwardly to run towards God."