Posted by: mero_desh November 9, 2011
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Who believes in books these days? Logic and arguments never end; they will lead you nowhere.
Here's my genuine experience if anyone wants to read-
I was interested in things like meditation, reading religious books (i.e Gita and books/excerpts from Vedas) since early adolescence. From what I remember, the first time I read the Bhagvad Geeta was around the time when I was in class 9, at the library in RNAC office building near New Road Gate. I had gone there to buy course books for my class, and we used to get used/old text books that they used to sell in the streets in that area for cheap price.
Every weeks, I used to shut my eyes and sit down for meditation; i would say roughly 5-7 times per week. I didn't have a fixed schedule or whatsoever. Nobody taught me anything, forced me into it. It was just that i used to have that urge from inside to just close my eyes and sit down.
I came to the States in fall 2004. My so called urge to "meditate" was still there. May be once/twice a day, i used to sit down in my room and close my eyes. I was living with another friend from Nepal sharing the same room; that didn't discourage me, in fact, he seemed to be interested in it too after a while.
Around 2005 Jan (don't remember the exact date), I sat down for meditation like usual. By then, I had created an exact schedule for meditation (4:00 am and 5:30 pm). I was just sitting down, and it felt like something was pulling me inwards, not physically, but my thoughts, and attention were vanishing. I can't find the exact terms to describe, but i was being absorbed into something. I wanted to get up, but something was absorbing me. All these years, i had to put my own effort, but today without effort, i was being absorbed. I wasn't doing anything. I was all happening. I stayed in that posture for about 45 min. That was my usual timing. During the evening meditation, I felt the same. Within about 45 seconds of closing my eyes, I used to be "pulled within". It used to be a very nice experience. Everyday, whenever I had sometime, i just used to sit down and close my eyes, because i knew i would be "pulled inside". I felt i had gained something, or may be, crossed a barrier where one had to learn to focus his/her mind. I could easily do it now effortlessly.
It used to be a wonderful experience. No pain, worries about tuition, job, due papers, due rent bill; it was as it if had found myself a secret crib/heaven where i could escape to whenever i wanted; and in this place, nothing would reach/touch me. I would to be in my own ecstacy. I have never tried smoking/pot/etc; so please don't relate that here. I used to sit down for meditation like more than 5/6 times a day; my room mate used to ask me if i was all right. After waking up, in between classes, play time, before work, after work, while daal/rice was cooking, i used to be meditating; i happened all so easily.
Here's my genuine experience if anyone wants to read-
I was interested in things like meditation, reading religious books (i.e Gita and books/excerpts from Vedas) since early adolescence. From what I remember, the first time I read the Bhagvad Geeta was around the time when I was in class 9, at the library in RNAC office building near New Road Gate. I had gone there to buy course books for my class, and we used to get used/old text books that they used to sell in the streets in that area for cheap price.
Every weeks, I used to shut my eyes and sit down for meditation; i would say roughly 5-7 times per week. I didn't have a fixed schedule or whatsoever. Nobody taught me anything, forced me into it. It was just that i used to have that urge from inside to just close my eyes and sit down.
I came to the States in fall 2004. My so called urge to "meditate" was still there. May be once/twice a day, i used to sit down in my room and close my eyes. I was living with another friend from Nepal sharing the same room; that didn't discourage me, in fact, he seemed to be interested in it too after a while.
Around 2005 Jan (don't remember the exact date), I sat down for meditation like usual. By then, I had created an exact schedule for meditation (4:00 am and 5:30 pm). I was just sitting down, and it felt like something was pulling me inwards, not physically, but my thoughts, and attention were vanishing. I can't find the exact terms to describe, but i was being absorbed into something. I wanted to get up, but something was absorbing me. All these years, i had to put my own effort, but today without effort, i was being absorbed. I wasn't doing anything. I was all happening. I stayed in that posture for about 45 min. That was my usual timing. During the evening meditation, I felt the same. Within about 45 seconds of closing my eyes, I used to be "pulled within". It used to be a very nice experience. Everyday, whenever I had sometime, i just used to sit down and close my eyes, because i knew i would be "pulled inside". I felt i had gained something, or may be, crossed a barrier where one had to learn to focus his/her mind. I could easily do it now effortlessly.
It used to be a wonderful experience. No pain, worries about tuition, job, due papers, due rent bill; it was as it if had found myself a secret crib/heaven where i could escape to whenever i wanted; and in this place, nothing would reach/touch me. I would to be in my own ecstacy. I have never tried smoking/pot/etc; so please don't relate that here. I used to sit down for meditation like more than 5/6 times a day; my room mate used to ask me if i was all right. After waking up, in between classes, play time, before work, after work, while daal/rice was cooking, i used to be meditating; i happened all so easily.