Bhava Spandana Program

I feel blessed
For me Bhava Spandana was a very natural possibility. It was the obvious next step. With the kind of changes I can see for myself which were the result of the earlier basic programs, the decision to go for Bhava Spandana was an easy one. Nevertheless, sometimes our life situations are not as uncomplicated as our intuition is. I am guilty of weaving a long almost laughable story to my parents to make BSP happen to me. I was pretty much sure that if I say I am going to an ashram in Coimbatore, the imagination of my parents will run wild and they will not let go of me. When I even utter the word ‘Guru’ all that could be possibly come to their minds are hyper-sexual maniacs who make newspaper-reading such an interesting affair these days. I for a moment don’t blame them. I would have heartily agreed with them had I not got the opportunity to attend these courses from Isha Foundation.
Leaving out the juicy details of how exactly I made the trip to Coimbatore seemed plausible to my parents, I will describe the program itself. First I will describe the Ashram. For anyone who wants to truly understand the beauty of this place, I warmly extend an invitation to come to this place. (Yes I invite you, don’t you realize that I have crossed-over and became one of THEM) It was a truly enchanting sight. The ashram is at the foothills of Veliangiri mountains. When you travel from Coimbatore to the ashram in the bus, you see the fertility of the place. This was the place it seems where nature’s bounty seems to be hidden away from the urbanites. Every shade of green juxtaposing to inspire even the most unmovable soul. Well I came, I went through all the formalities and braced myself for BSP to happen. Before I came here, I have heard lots of people ranting about how BSP moved them to tears blah, blah, blah… Well if you half-expected me to contradict them, then you are on for a terrible disappointment. It sounds hackneyed but when you are through BSP and you sit down before a laptop trying to express BSP in words, it indeed seems an onerous job. Without going to the specifics of the program (whose details I should not disclose), let me explain the aftermath of BSP: I simply could not gaze at any human being like the way I did before I attended BSP. After the program, I am moved to tears even when I look at someone long enough. Idiotic Sentimentality I would have concluded some days ago. It is not that I am crying; it is just that I am so full of acceptance for the other person. So full of joy. It is as if you really felt that the person you are seeing is having a handful of you and you have a handful of him. Insane right? I concur. But I don’t care if this sounds insane to the logical mind. This gives me so much joy and makes a lot of stuff so effortless. Let me quote Sadhguru here: “I want you to stop looking up for divinity and start looking at yourself and revere it as the Divine.” How can a person act irresponsible to him when he truly tastes his divine nature? I think it is little difficult for him to do that. That is you cannot but do good to yourself if you really feel that you are a part of something divine. Similarly you can’t do anything stupid to some other person when in your experience you feel that what is you is not very different from what is him. Preaching morality to such people is an exercise in futility. I could not have spent 3 days any better. I don’t know how much of my experience I can share in this forum. But I must see to it that one experience is shared. During one of the days when we were supposed to do a certain thing, I felt something that I never felt before. I don’t know how to call it. But I can tell you one thing: Whatever I felt in those moments strengthened my resolve to continue in the direction I am walking. In some ways I needed this reinforcement to continue in the path that I have chosen. In some ways I was in fact hoping that something like this would happen.
My most humble gratitude to Swami Charan and Swami Raja. For me these Isha yoga teachers are really God-send. They seem to be like any other person off the field; but once they take the stance of a teacher, they command an almost insurmountable love and respect from me. I am unable to see their own individuality. I am able to only perceive Sadhguru’s presence and hear Sadhguru’s words from them. For me they represent Sadhguru as much as Sadhguru himself.
When the program ended, I made my first phone call in 3 days to my parents. When I actually reached home, I could not but marvel at how I had carried myself. If I am been my old self, all hell would have broken loose. I watched in amazement at how coolly and effectively I tried to explain away one of the craziest things I have done in my life.
I am doing what Ramasamy once did:
I once again invite all of you to allow yourself touched by this Grace. You need not conform to any belief. You can be a complete skeptic and attend the first Isha Yoga program. In fact I know a lot of people who are reading this might want to prove what I am doing is bullshit. I heartily invite these Catholics or whoever they are to prove me wrong. But first they have to Isha Yoga program to know what it is before they start any debate. It is my hope that this Grace will touch you too.