Stories
First-hand experiences of meditation and spirituality.
A Truckload of Humanitarian Aid Sails through Customs
Arthada Platzgummer Vienna, Austria
In the Right Place, At the Right Time
Eshana Gadjanski Novi Sad, Serbia
A spiritual name is the name of our soul, and what we can become
Nayak Polissar Seattle, United States
It does not matter which spoon you use
Brahmacharini Rebidoux St. John's, Canada
In the Whirlwind of Life
Pradeep Hoogakker The Hague, Netherlands
So much longing, for something
Pushpa rani Piner Ottawa, Canada
President Gorbachev: a special soul brought down for a special reason
Mridanga Spencer Ipswich, United Kingdom
The Peace Run visits Oxford
Tejvan Pettinger Oxford, United Kingdom
Listen to the inner voice
Vidura Groulx Montreal, Canada
The day I made a useless and ridiculous weightlifting machine for Guru
Devashishu Torpy London, United Kingdom
A demonstration of the Master’s occult powers
Arpan De Angelo New York, United States
My wife's soul comes to visit
Jogyata Dallas Auckland, New Zealand
The very first time I heard about my spiritual Master
Banshidhar Medeiros San Juan, Puerto RicoSuggested videos
interviews with Sri Chinmoy's students
My first impressions of Sri Chinmoy's philosophy
Lunthita Duthely Hialeah, United States
My evolving relationship with my spiritual Teacher
Pradeep Hoogakker The Hague, Netherlands
My well-scheduled day
Jayasalini Abramovskikh Moscow, RussiaProgress-Pilgrimage: A 1200km run from Vienna to Paris
Shamita Achenbach-König Vienna, AustriaWhen I met Sri Chinmoy for the first time
Baridhi Yonchev Sofia, Bulgaria
No prior experience needed
Samalya Schafer Berlin, Germany
A number of years have gone by since she left us but not a day goes by when we don't think of her. Much more than that, it's as though she is somehow a part of us – I personally feel that what I am now is somehow a compound of us both. Because of this feeling I have left everything of hers as it was when she walked out of our small place for the last time. We used to always look around and say goodbye to our place each time we traveled, knowing that we might be here for the last time. So everything is just the same – her clothes, shrine, her teddy bears and things.
A tribute to Subarata 's life and accomplishments.