First Kriya Initiation
July 17, 2014

by Nayaswami Jyotish

My first Kriya Initiation was on December 22, 1967. It was a Friday evening, and Swami Kriyananda felt that those of us who would be attending the all-day Christmas meditation the next day could benefit from having this sacred technique. The ceremony took place in Swamiji’s small San Francisco apartment and was attended by about a dozen people.

Yellow ChrysanthemumsI was both eager and anxious as I took my seat, this being my first initiation. I had dressed carefully in white clothing. Earlier in the day I had stopped at a shop to buy flowers, and my eye had immediately been drawn to a bouquet of beautiful yellow chrysanthemums. Flowers are given during the ceremony as a symbolic offering of devotion to God and the Gurus, and I reverently laid mine beside my chair as I waited for the ceremony to begin.

A slightly frazzled man arrived a few minutes late for the ceremony and took the seat next to me. At the point in the initiation when each individual goes to the altar to make their offerings, this fellow, realizing that he had forgotten to bring any flowers, solved his difficulty by taking the ones I had brought. As a result, I had nothing to offer to express my devotion. For others this might have been insignificant, even humorous, but for me it caused tremendous turmoil. Did this mean that I had no devotion? Did it mean that I was an unworthy disciple? Try as I might, I wasn’t able to overcome my self-doubts that night, or the next day during the long meditation, or for many days afterward. These worries continued to eat at me.

About two weeks later I got a phone call from Swamiji. He asked, “Wasn’t it you who brought those beautiful yellow flowers to the initiation?” I hesitantly answered yes, not knowing where this conversation was going. Swamiji then continued, “The blossoms are still as fresh as when you brought them. I’ve never known any to last so long.”

His simple act of kindness healed a hole in my heart and answered my dilemma. God knows us better than we know ourselves. He needs no outer symbols, only our sincerity. He eagerly accepts the devotion we offer Him and, in return, gives us the boundless ocean of His love.

In loving devotion,
Nayaswami Jyotish

Different Ways to Make Coffee
July 10, 2014

by Nayaswami Devi

I first met Swami Kriyananda shortly after I came to Ananda Village in California, in 1969. As I watched him from a distance, I found myself in awe of him—of his spiritual wisdom, his inspiration as a teacher, and the fact that he was a direct disciple of Paramhansa Yogananda. I also labored under the thought that everyone around him needed to be highly capable, and able to carry out efficiently anything that he asked them to do.

For both of these reasons, I felt awkward around him. Though I had graduated from college with honors, I had very little practical experience in the world, and spiritually I was barely a beginner.

One day the person who brought Swamiji his mail every afternoon needed to go elsewhere, and asked me if I could bring it over. I asked myself, “How hard could this be?” and agreed to do it.

When I got to his home, Swamiji was at his typewriter absorbed in writing a new book. I quietly placed his mail on a table by the door, and was about to slip out, when he looked up and asked, “Could you please make me a cup of coffee before you go?” Well, I was not a coffee drinker and had no idea about how to make coffee, but rather than look totally inept, I said, “Sure.”

I knew that making coffee had something to do with boiling water, so I went into the kitchen, put some water in a pot, turned on the burner, and waited for something to happen. After some time Swamiji was probably wondering what had become of his coffee, and came into the kitchen to see what was happening. This is what he saw: 1) a pot of water on the stove with most of the water boiled away, and 2) a very embarrassed young person standing helplessly in the middle of the kitchen.

Looking quizzical, he gently asked me, “Don’t you know how to make coffee?” Feeling like a child who didn’t know the words on the spelling test, I admitted, “No, Swamiji.” I expected him to say understandingly, “Don’t you think you might be better off living elsewhere?”

Instead, to my surprise, he threw his head back, burst into hearty laughter, and came over and gave me a hug filled with kindness and reassurance. Then he proceeded to show me how to make coffee.

Though Swamiji actually drank very little coffee, on different occasions over the years he would ask me to make him some, as though reminding me of that first shared experience. But he often added, “Oh, I’m making it with a different method now.” Sometimes it was with a frozen coffee concentrate, or a cloth filter, or an espresso machine, but he always kept us on our toes. In this way we couldn’t settle into complacency or become overly self-assured.

The spiritual lessons I learned from making coffee for Swamiji were many. God loves us most when we come to Him like little children. He is not impressed with our accomplishments or judgmental about our shortcomings, but rejoices when He sees our openness of heart.

With joy,
Nayaswami Devi

The Purpose of Life
July 3, 2014

by Nayaswami Jyotish

Earlier this week we were having lunch with a group of friends, and the conversation took an interesting turn. The seven of us passed around the question, “When did you begin to know what you were supposed to do in this life? Why were you born?”

For me, I knew early on that I was supposed to be a teacher. My subliminal thoughts often muse about how to explain a concept or principle to others, and I tend to think in terms of analogies and examples that can be shared. When they asked about my paintings, I answered that I try to capture astral energies and share them through images and color. I also recognized that from youth I was usually the leader of whatever group I was in. This just seemed to be the natural order of things and not a cause for any pride or surprise.

For Devi, it was always natural to listen with an open heart and supportive energy. When she was a child, strangers would sometimes come up to her and talk about their problems. Even adults confided in her and, at the time, it was a bit unsettling. This quality of compassion and intuitive understanding has grown stronger over the years, and I often see her connect with a total stranger as if with an old friend.

Another friend at the table knew that she should be a dancer and is helping people understand how dance can produce higher consciousness. Yet another had a clear sense that he was born to help create communities. As we went around the table, each person had a clear idea of what they came into this life to do and to learn.

Everyone shares a cosmic purpose in life—to realize God—but our individual karma steers us along a particular route to that goal. Many children know quite clearly their lifes direction and purpose, while for others their deeper spiritual nature emerges only when they reach young adulthood.

Try this: Toward the end of your next meditation, when your mind is calm and your intuition open, ask yourself, “What did I come into this life to accomplish? What qualities did I bring that will help me with my life’s goal?” When an answer comes, try to clarify your next steps toward that end. Then ask God and Gurus for their blessings and support. This incarnation is a precious opportunity, more so when our daily actions are in tune with our life’s purpose.

In joy,
Nayaswami Jyotish

Who Is Divine Mother?
June 26, 2014

by Nayaswami Devi

Though universal in his consciousness, Paramhansa Yogananda especially worshipped the feminine aspect of God, or Divine Mother, as he called Her. Newcomers to Yogananda’s teachings often ask us, “Who is this Divine Mother?” To answer this question, I’d like to share with you some experiences from my own journey that have clarified my understanding.

The first incident occurred when I was quite young, perhaps three or four years old. I awoke late one summer morning to find that I was alone in a quiet house. My older brother, with whom I shared a room, must have gone out to play, my father probably had gone to work, and my mother was nowhere to be seen. Wondering where everyone was, I wandered out into our backyard.

And there was my mother hanging out laundry on a clothesline—clean white sheets brilliant in the sunshine and billowing in the breeze. As I stood quietly watching her, I experienced a moment of seeing past the forms of my mother, the sheets, the backyard, and felt a sense of goodness, simplicity, and peace that seemed to permeate everything. I knew that the universe was made of these qualities, and I never forgot it.

Some twenty years later I found Ananda and became Master’s disciple. During my first summer I met a wonderful woman, Haripriya, who was a follower of the great woman saint, Anandamayi Ma. When Haripriya gave me a book about her, and I looked at her photos, I felt the same qualities I had experienced in my backyard as a little girl: the goodness, simplicity, and serenity. The concept of Divine Mother began to coalesce for me. These qualities could be both formless and embodied in a human form.

anandamayiAt about that time Haripriya was leaving to visit Anandamayi Ma in India, and a desire arose in my heart to give a gift to Ma. “But what,” I wondered, “can I give that is fitting for such a great saint?” I had no money for lavish gifts, so I asked Haripriya what would be appropriate.

She paused for a while, and then replied, “A bottle of good cooking oil. This is hard to get in India.” Her answer touched my heart so deeply: to think of the simple aspects of life like cooking combined with the consciousness of one revered by thousands as a manifestation of Divine Mother.

I sent that cooking oil to Ma, and over the years have felt a flow of Divine Mother’s blessings present in the little acts of daily service that we all perform.

So, who is Divine Mother? For me, She is the goodness, simplicity, and peace that permeate all aspects of life and everything that exists. She accepts us our imperfections notwithstanding, and forgives us when we err. Though at times the world seems to be held in the grip of darkness, Divine Mother always keeps Her lamp lit in the window of our soul, showing us the way back to our eternal home in Her.

With joy,
Nayaswami Devi

Divine Intervention
June 19, 2014

by Nayaswami Jyotish

“I need to tell someone here my story.”

The woman had come to Ananda’s guest retreat late one night and had spoken to the only person she could find, a cook in the kitchen prepping food for the next day. She shared this amazing experience:

“I visited here a few months ago just out of curiosity. I don’t follow any path or even know what you folks do. But as I was shopping in your bookstore, I saw a little photo of an Indian man with long hair that looked interesting, so I bought it.

“My life has been hard. I was engaged to a wonderful man, but he died of cancer a few years ago. It took me a long time to recover, but finally I met another man and we were planning to be married. He recently died in a car accident and the grief was more than I could bear. Finally I decided to get into my car and drive off a bridge.

yogananda-blessings“As I was leaving my house, that man in the little pocket-sized photo became life-sized and stood blocking the door. I had forgotten I’d even put that picture on the shelf, but seeing him there I knew he wanted me to keep living. I’m not sure, but I think he is the man you all follow here. Anyway, I wanted to let someone know what had happened.”

Then she left, and as far as I know, we’ve never seen her again.

If Paramhansa Yogananda can use a mere photo as his instrument, how much more can he do through willing human channels? God made each of us in His own likeness, and, if we choose, we can be a living murti (divine image) of Him.

Swami Kriyananda once told me, “I used to offer every thought to Master. But then I realized that that wasn’t enough. Now I offer everything—every thought, feeling, and activity—to him.” Toward the end of his life he would say, “I no longer know where Kriyananda ends and Master begins. It is all one to me.”

This is the result of a life given to God, of thoughts and feelings turned ever toward Him. This fruit is available to each of us. Give mind and heart to Him and He will shape you into a perfect image of His love, light, compassion, and protection. Then one day He will use you to help someone in their hour of need.

In His light,
Nayaswami Jyotish