Note: Meditation practitioners use
multiple methods to attain peace. There are some who progress to the level
where they can move from dimension to dimension. Others meditate to attain
peace. Personally, I have experienced the beauty of this travel. While the
story is a figment of imagination, the travel isn’t.
Daniel woke up rubbing his eye; the
clock showed 5.00 a.m. He heard raindrops pattering the glass window. While his
conscience prodded him to wake up and go about his day, his body pulled him
towards the warm blanket. But his mind voice kept reminding him of what Swamiji
had said – the best time to practice this is at early morning hours.
Six weeks ago, Daniel had travelled to
India. Yeap, he looked out of place as he negotiated his way out of the
Meenambakkam Airport. He was sure people thought he was a Nepali. Daniel Chang
was a Malaysian of Chinese descendance. An avid traveller, he had travelled to
many countries across the world including the Pacific island nations. His
memorable trip was to the Cooks Islands, at that time known as the last
paradise on earth. With the same vigour that took him across the Pacific, he
had travelled to India despite having heard of many stories from past
travellers.
Swamiji had said that one should take
cold shower head to toe before doing anything else. Daniel stood looking at his
shower. Cold shower? He shivered even thinking about it. The dip he took in the
river near swamiji’s ashram was still fresh in his mind. It was winter in India
when he decided to enjoy low fares to Chennai.
Chennai itself was not very cold, only
rainfall was high. But as he travelled to Kodaikanal, a hill station, the
temperature started falling and boy, it was really cold! Swamiji’s ashram was
in Kodaikanal and there was a small stream that ran adjacent to the ashram;
that was where Swamiji had asked him to take a dip in the cold water at 5 a.m.
on one historic morning. Historic because that was the first time Daniel took
cold shower in his life.
Telling himself that the water could not
be colder than the water in the stream, Daniel turned on the shower. Icy
droplets hit his body like pin pricks. But only for a few seconds, then his
body became accustomed to the temperature. Daniel washed himself up as Swamiji
had taught. One needs to be pure in body and mind before doing this meditation,
Swamiji had said.
Daniel was a banker by profession. He
had worked hard to rise to where he had reached – Regional Director of a
foreign bank which had global presence. Hard work aside, he had also used
lobbying tactics to rise to that level which was not easy for an Asian. Some
banks went by merits, others by many other criteria except merits. Daniel’s
employers belonged to the latter. So, Daniel, too had played the corporate
game, to get where he wanted to reach.
But things didn’t go quite as he had
anticipated. Regional Director was a role that needed mobility. He travelled
quite a bit that he used to joke that he spent more time in the air than on the
ground. Then again, that was a choice that he had made. The frequent travel
added with irregular meals and uncertain lifestyle had taken a toll on his body
and mind. When one reaches heights by unethical means, the mind voice would
rarely remain silent as we humans were designed like that. The mind or rather
the conscience would keep prodding till we corrected our wrong doings. For
those who succeeded in silencing the mind voice, the body would take the hit –
enter illnesses, sometimes unexplained diseases. Daniel experienced exactly
that. He developed pain on the right side of his abdomen. Initially doctors
thought it was appendicitis, as there was a slight swelling above his pant’s
line. A set of medical tests and a couple of nights’ stay at the hospital
isolated appendicitis or any digestive system illnesses as the cause.
Daniel was in intense pain while waiting
for a flight back to Kuala Lumpur when he met a lady clad in all white. Her
head was shaved and she carried a white colour bag. She had been sitting a few
rows away, watching him. At one point when Daniel had doubled in pain, she
stood up and walked to his place. She sat beside him and placed her left hand
on his shoulder. Daniel was startled.
`I know you are in pain,’ she said in a
soothing voice. Daniel sat up and looked at her, trying to smile but the pain
was intense. He sat as he clutched his right abdomen. Other fellow passengers
in the waiting hall started noticing them.
`Not all pains are physical’, she said,
`our illnesses are caused by non-physical reasons.’
That was what Swamiji said –
non-physical connection. The entire universe is connected non-physically.
Anyone who is not on that platform is bound to suffer maladies, he had said.
Daniel dried himself and attired in
fully white clothes – kurta top and pyjama pants. He took a thick blanket and
set it on the floor. Then he sat on the blanket in lotus position, holding both
hands together in a specific mudra and closed his eyes.
Upon flying back with pain in right
abdomen, Daniel got himself admitted into a medical centre. Doctors ran all
tests possible and returned the same verdict – there was nothing wrong with him
physically. They said he was probably too fatigued from his travel that the
body was signalling him to rest.
Daniel reached home, lied down on his
bed. He dozed off thinking of what the Swamiji and the woman in white had said.
The entire universe is connected non-physically; in other words, the entire
make up of existence is pure energy. And he wasn’t connected to that energy.
Probably, that was the cause of his malady.
The lady in white had given him Swamiji’s
contact and that was how he landed in India, in that wet month of December. The
four weeks spent at the ashram taught him that the energy is pure and can only
be tainted by human actions. Any action against dharma would taint the energy
and its purity. Daniel did not reach the height of his career by just working
hard. He joined the corporate game of back-stabbing, plotting the fall of
others and what not. The energy didn’t like it and told him its displeasure in
its own way. It also brought him towards a new path of meditation.
When Daniel started the meditation at
Swamiji’s ashram, he had trouble focusing. The last two weeks had seen him
progress on focusing that he had begun to look forward to the meditation
sessions.
Daniel saw the blue light. It flickered,
changed hues but remained blue. The beauty of the light kept his attention
transfixed. It felt as if the light was taking him somewhere. It was compelling
him to follow. He felt as if he was moving into a different dimension, a
totally different realm. His body felt very light. He was floating along in the
blue light which was neither bright nor dim. It felt so good. Then the
unexpected happened. It came in a flicker – a flicker of purple. He started
searching for the flicker, eyes still closed, mind travelled far away, in
pursuit of purple.
Swamiji has told him that it begins from
red, progresses to blue then purple. Purple means another two more progression
to attain the light. But Daniel had been keen to pursue the colour lights which
took him to multiple realms.
The flicker of purple came again, this
time he saw a splash of multiple beads of purple, dancing before his eyes.
Dance of the cosmos, mesmerizing. He followed the purple light. It seems to
take him very far away. Daniel no longer felt his body. He was floating with
the purple light and it was taking him far away very fast.
The feel was very refreshing. Nothing
mattered, only light around him. Daniel was now surrounded by the purple light.
But some tinge of orange seemed to surround the purple. His mind felt relaxed
like never before. Bliss. Quiet. Peace. He kept following, engulfed in the
light, dancing with it. Utter bliss.
`I found him like this,’ she told the
police office, sobbing and wiping her tears.
`When did you find him?’ the officer
asked.
`About half hour ago. Tried waking him,
but he seemed to have frozen.’
`You touched him?’
`Yes, officer, but he felt warm.’
`Please do not touch anything, miss,’
the officer sounded stern. `This could be a crime scene.’
`But who committed any crime?’ she
asked.
The officer did not answer but gave her
a stern look. Then he radioed to his base `Male, Chinese in mid-thirties, found
in seated position. Need doctor to reconfirm death. Seems no foul play.’