The Way to myself - стр. 10

The main aim I had after coming back from India was cleansing – first, my physical body, then my mind, and finally – all the spheres of my life. I remember the first 3 days without food. Later, I fasted periodically, drank some herbal essences and curative tonics. I expanded both the intensity and length of my yoga exercises.

Though, all in all, I didn’t quite understand which direction I should take for my development and what I should actually do. What is that path which suits me? Thousands of sources were speaking about something that seemed to be the same, but the puzzle pieces didn’t fit in my mind. “It’d be great to find a person, who would become my teacher, a guide to the spiritual world,” – I thought those days.

One day, while discussing our monthly plan with a marketer I asked her a common question: “How are you?” As an answer, she shared her feelings about visiting a yoga-seminar, which took place on the lake Teletskoye. In her story, I felt (even more than heard), – there was something really important for me. That was an interesting feeling: listening to another person, telling a story, I literally saw the images, emotions and energy given by a process I had never taken a part in. When my colleague started describing a master, leading the seminar, I felt an immediate response inside: “that’s what I need!”

I asked the employee to organize the same workshop for us. We gathered a group – and went with Maksim (the trainer) to Sri-Lanka.

That’s how we dived into the amazing nature of the island. We did breath and physical practices, relaxed and listened to Maksim throughout the days. I liked everything I saw and heard more and more.

One of unexpected results of those activities was a skill to see the thin world as well as the dense one. That was an amazing, breathtaking discovery: it occurred that everything around us is impregnated by different energies, everything is alive… I soaked up those unusual feelings of the fulfilled life, peacefulness, harmony, beauty and silence.

“How do you know that? Who taught you?” – I asked Maksim. “I’m a student of Pilot Babagi, a guru famous in India and all over the world. I’ll go to him as soon as we finish the seminar. If you want – you can join me…”

I had a feeling that everything was going too fast. I was concerned, if it was worth it to change my plans so suddenly. The date of our arrival back to Novosibirsk was arranged. Everybody was waiting for us at home… Regardless, I decided to go and we flew to Kathmandu with Maksim right from Sri-Lanka.

At night, we made it to ashram, situated in the mountains, and got settled in a room without much in terms of accomodations. Inside that place, there were many people from Russia, Ukraine, Belarus, India, and other countries all over the world. Everyone was wearing Indian national clothes, looked and acted absolutely not like European people do. Dense smell of incense, unclear rituals, mantras spoken in an unknown language… Frankly, I felt a bit afraid of everything that happened around me. I didn’t understand where I was, who all of those people were, and what was happening.

We came to Babagi, said hello, and went away. But the feeling that there was something too strange and, I’d say, too extreme for me, stayed with me.