It’s been a while since a blog has been posted here, but recently I had an experience so amazing, it just had to be shared.
My fiance, Marién and I recently attended our second Summer Solstice Sadhana at Ram Das Puri in New Mexico.
This is worthy of it’s own post – or even a series – but suffice it to say, it was an experience of a lifetime. For 10 days we camped in the desert with over 1000 other Yogis.
Waking before dawn to pray, meditate and practice Kundalini Yoga for hours, it was a transcendental experience. One that greatly accelerates healing and progress on the spiritual path. It was not always easy. It took some hard work, focus and dedication, but it was so worthwhile. More than I can say. Plus, it was a lot of fun! We loved our time there, and have committed to returning every year.
From the camp, you can see a nearby mountain that is larger than the rest. It had been calling to me and I had been thinking of climbing it. However the schedule was pretty rigorous, and we were kept busy every day.
Then one day, near the end of the trip, Marién suggested we skip the days activities and head for the hills. “We’ve been here for over a week and I haven’t had a moment to connect with the desert”. So we decided that was the day to connect. To go on a Vision Quest up the mountain.
The story of that Quest is for another day, but what I can tell you now is that it opened a door into another dimension. To prepare for the quest, I checked the satellite image of our mountain to find the best route. What I discovered changed everything.
After I examined our destination, I zoomed out, in an effort to understand what was going on in this part of the world. I’m no Geologist, but I do have an intimate connection to the Earth, and what I saw looked extraordinary to me. It looked to me that we were right next to an enormous volcano.
For the next few days that we were there, I studied the map and the land, trying to figure out what was going on. There was really no internet access there, so I couldn’t research it on-line. I had to do it the old-fashioned way. The hike up the mountain revealed a lot of volcanic stone, pumice & scoria (cooled lava). But no one there knew anything about a volcano. Even the old-timers I spoke with, who had been coming there for over 30 years had never heard of it.
It reached a point where my wise partner advised me to stop speaking of it until I confirmed that it actually existed.
And so our time in the desert came to an end. Saturday afternoon we caught the shuttle back to our airport hotel in Albuquerque. Our flights home were the next day. The mystery of the volcano would have to wait for another time to be solved. Maybe next year.
But then fate intervened and everything changed. It seems that maybe our trip was not destined to end just yet.