Dear Seekers of Truth You may think that proximity to a powerful Avadhoota like Atmananda meant that we got to discuss deeper levels of spirituality all the time. On the contrary, we hardly spoke spiritual matters. I found the same when Atmananda met other powerful masters. They discussed nothing – literally nothing spiritual. To me, … Continue reading Hotter than the raging SUN
Atmananda was walking alone for a few months without companions. These situations of walking alone happened only a couple of times in his life of 49 years in the body known as Atmananda. The incident given below happened during his parivrajaka (wandering monkhood) time soon after he left his Gurukul (Master's abode). Atmananda was sitting … Continue reading Causes and Effects – Satsang with Atmananda
When I look back to my time with Atmananda, I can never boast that I really understood him. Initially, he seemed to be a bundle of contradictions, absurdities, and inconsistencies. But, when I started accepting it all as part of his character and stature, he started to make sense to me. Primarily, he displayed no insecurities. … Continue reading Memories of Manu (Story of Atmananda)
“I cannot believe that I am so limited! I cannot feel I have a body. Bhagawan, (Lord) What is this?”, Manu asked Atmananda. Atmananda paid no attention to his words. There are many such exclamations from his followers that he is used to; and he knows the cause of such surprises – Mind. He was … Continue reading Divine Designs of Life (Story of Atmananda)
The Beginning Centuries ago, in the current state of Maharashtra lived a humble saintly priest named Vishnu Sharman with his family. He had only one son, named Vamadeva. He was a quiet but brilliant boy and both the parents were proud of him. Vamadeva grew up and it was time for his formal education. When … Continue reading Fruits of Tradition
Atmananda Chaithanya was taking bath in a river with disciples. Standing completely naked facing the river, he was washing his few terrestrial possessions – a loincloth and a towel like cloth. He had nothing beyond that apart from a vessel and a small cloth bag. He usually tied the cloth around his waist. One of … Continue reading Born from FIRE
Atmananda’s Memoirs - The story of Mooli Baba It was many years ago. During one of my journeys to the Kumaon region of Himalayas, I happened to meet an interesting saint whom the villagers called Mooli Baba. Mooli means radish. (the whitish vegetable which is used as part of the green salad in the Northern … Continue reading A Siddha of the Himalayas and farmer’s son
Raman's path was clear. The loss of his closest family members did create a huge vacuum within, and yet, before dying, Raman's mother had given him a definite destination and a firm purpose in life to be fulfilled in the days ahead. He had firm faith in his mother's words. So, he decided to walk towards north. … Continue reading Encounter With An Ageless Saint of Himalayas – Part 3
The Inevitable Journey to Himalayas When the two visitors left the old saint, they were in complete awe. They did not speak to each other for a long time. They were lost in their own thoughts. The saint subtly invoked in them an inspiration to follow their own dharma, stick to one path to attain … Continue reading Encounter with an Ageless Saint of Himalayas – Part 2
This is a true story. Both the travelers who experienced this, have left their bodies now. This happened on August 23rd,1970. Two brahmins (priestly class in India) in their early 50s from the banks of river Nila in Kerala, went for a pilgrimage to Himalayas. After visiting many shrines, they reached Badrinath. When they arrived, it was … Continue reading Encounter With An Ageless Saint of Himalayas – Part 1
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