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KY Teacher Training

Gurmukh, in Los Angeles, is offering teacher training. Now that Yogi Bhajan is gone, training is jumping out of the walls at us. But it just may be this is the time to have teacher training jumping out of the walls! Oh how I wish I could go...take off work? Or? Gurmukh is the trainer to the stars, she has "baby/prenatal" yoga that many big (??) name stars have subscribed to. Madonna, and others

Date: 9/24/2005 11:19:00 AM ( 19 y ) ... viewed 1353 times

Dearest Ones in Divine:

Sat Nam and God bless you all. I have never felt so strongly in all my years on this earth that now is the time, and the time is now. In the 60's we marched against Vietnam. I was jailed in San Francisco, along with Joan Baez, along with so many across the USA. We were willing to do whatever it took to stop the war in Vietnam, and we did! Now complacency has set in, so thick in America, that we have become numb, overwhelmed with ìwhat can little old me do to help move the tides of the times? Then along came the hurricane. Yes, Golden Bridge will have a benefit and give money to help those in need through this time of disaster. I am sure so many of you are actively putting together events in such a way. But then what?

If your life has been touched, and uplifted through Kundalini Yoga; if it has changed you, brought more health, happiness, wholeness to you, and perhaps to your family, then now is the time to turn around and help those souls who are where you were, before you began your spiritual journey.

Become a Kundalini Yoga teacher! I truly believe it is one of the greatest contributions you can give to help humanity. It is a science. We donít hope it works -- we know it does! It is a time tested science and it works fast. People are becoming very emotional and imbalanced, addictive and unhappy. Nervous systems are frying, people are scared. Self help comes through Kundalini Yoga, along with healing, restoration, community, friends, love and the knowingness to turn to a Higher Source.

Teacherís training begins October 28. We have extended the starting date, so that we could have everything running smoothly before we welcomed you here. We wanted to have the kitchen up and going, and the vibration set, so that we can totally focus on creating the best, the deepest teachers yet.

Come join us. It doesn't matter how long you have done it, how old you are, or how well you do it. With a heart that wants to help, come. At the same time bring more fulfillment to your lives.

We have all come to Kundalini Yoga with the most amazing stories. Some times a person may have been tapped on the shoulder; sometimes a person is hit on the head! But somehow we got here, somehow we have been led here. Below is one such amazing story.

Love, Gurmukh

Crossing the Bridge: A Student's Journey into 'cannelloni' Yoga

by Amy van Hagen

My discovery of Kundalini Yoga has been a very recent, amazing journey. My beloved father's recent passing left me barely able to place one foot in front of the other; my grief took my breath away. One day during a walk, I slowly began to focus on and hear my own breathing. In this moment, a word crept into my consciousness. I express this experience carefully because it was not a word that I heard with my ears. I heard it with the beat of my breathing. It was a word that I didn't notice at first but it was relentless in its repetition in my mind: Cannelloni It had a rhythm to it, much like clothes tumbling over and over in the dryer. Cannelloni was the closest I could come to understanding what I was hearing...my arsenal, my reservoir of words did not allow me to draw upon and immediately recognize the sound. I knew, though, that Cannelloni was NOT the exact word. I tossed options about in my mind... Cannelloni, Catalina, Cunalani...?? I knew none of these were correct but Cannelloni was not quite correct either.

This experience did not leave me after I left the park that day. I immediately went to tell my sister Jenny about it. She looked at me and said, 'Could the word be Kundalini?' She knew it...she knew this word. I burst out: 'THAT'S IT, THAT'S THE WORD. What is Kundalini?' In that moment, I knew I was supposed to start doing Kundalini Yoga. I have finally found a class and it is changing my life. As further affirmation, I had been having repetitive dreams where my Dad (I call him Bear) is fixing a fence. He turns to me in a madras plaid shirt, holds out a coil of barbed wire and lets it drop, still holding the end as the big coil of silver bounces up and down. It was wonderful to see Bear in my dreams, but what did it mean? Was he telling me to mend my fences, so to speak?

Then, just last week, I was reading a book about Kundalini Yoga. I turned to a section about the coil of energy at L4 and discovered Kundalini actually means coil. 'Ah-hah,' I realized, 'Bear is showing me the coil so I could unmistakably recognize that he is referring to Kundalini.'

I know I am meant to be traveling down this road of discovery called Kundalini, and my Bear, as always, is right here with me by my side helping me keep up. Thank you Yogi Bhajan for this gift. Thank you Daddy & Jenny for helping me find it. I love you.

EDITOR'S NOTE: AMY HAS ENROLLED IN TEACHER'S TRAINING 2006!