By Siri Neel Kaur Khalsa
When Al asked to marry me, without thought I said, “You need to ask my teacher, Yogi Bhajan.” A few months later we had the opportunity to speak with him at a course he was giving in Washington DC. The answer he gave to Al was neither a yes or a no, but rather, “If you can fulfill these requirements, I will give you my blessing to marry her.” The first requirement was that he be healthy. This seemed odd to say to an active healthy young man.
A few months later I went on a yatra to India for several weeks. While there I climbed to Hemkunt Sahib, bowed at the Golden Temple, travelled to Anandpur Sahib, and participated in an amazing parade to celebrate the founding of the Golden Temple. There were people riding elephants, horses, camels; there were cars and buses and thousands of participants. There were people chanting, there were people shouting, there was every kind of instrument accompanying the festival. Our group of American Sikhs sat upon the top of a bus, smiling at the crowds of people along the road and on rooftops cheering. Although the route was only a few miles long, we moved slowly—very slowly for over ten hours through the streets of Amritsar. I came back renewed, restored, reborn, and very thin.
Something had changed in Al. He did not seem as healthy. He had lost weight, lost energy, and the glands in his neck were swollen. He was not sleeping well. Both he and his brother had contracted a lung disease when they were in college in South Carolina, and if, back then, we had had access to the internet we would have understood that this disease can have devastating consequences. Twenty years later his brother died from complications from the disease while awaiting a lung transplant. What we did not know is that sometimes this disease evolves and causes Hodgkins Disease.
Without this information for the next 6 months, we sought advice from many sources. Yogi Bhajan put him on a mono diet; our homeopath had him on daily injections of a homeopathic medicine (that we later discovered was used in the treatment of cancer.) As his condition worsened—fevers and night sweats, large swollen glands in his neck, and lethargy, he was hospitalized. He had meningitis and slipped into a coma. I stayed with him chanting to Guru Ram Das. Yogi Bhajan had told me to chant the shabd Dhan Dhan Ram Das Guru eleven times a day. He came out of his coma and appeared to be recovering.
A month after leaving the hospital the symptoms returned and I brought him to the Hershey Medical Center where I was a medical social worker. Here the doctors tested and diagnosed him with Hodgkins Disease Stage IVB and told me that he would not live the three months until his next birthday.
It was early June and I decided to take him to Summer Solstice. We had been planning to get married there. And so I made arrangements to drive with him across country from Pennsylvania to New Mexico. He had tumors throughout his body—an especially big one near his sternum, and was on pain killers to alleviate his discomfort. I put a mattress in the back of the van where he stayed the entire trip and found someone to share the driving. I made arrangements for him to stay in the Medical cabin while we were there. Despite his condition, I also brought our birth certificates and clothes for our wedding.
At Solstice he got up for Sadhana every morning and then returned for the rest of the day to rest in the medical cabin. After morning sadhana we did the Healing Meditation with the Siri Gaitri Mantra for 11 minutes (Ra Ma Da Sa Sa Say So Hung). On the fifth morning I walked towards Al. I was stunned, with the sun rising behind him, he looked healthy. I took his picture. I asked him what had changed and he told me that during the meditation, he felt all of the tumors leave him. From that moment on he stopped taking his pain medicine and participated in all of the activities at Solstice.
Knowing that he was now healthy, Yogi Bhajan gave us his blessing and we were married at the end of the Solstice. Our honeymoon was driving back across the country, tenting, swimming, hiking our way home. Back at the Hershey Medical Center he was re-tested and no longer had Hodgkins Disease.
Two years later I gave birth to our daughter and then three years later to our son. The marriage did not last, but Al is well and has had no reoccurrence of his cancer. From this experience I have found a personal relationship to this meditation and to the healing power of Guru Ram Das.
After meeting Yogi Bhajan in 1971, Siri Neel Kaur followed his advice to open a yoga center in south central Pennsylvania. Since that time she has taught thousands of people of all ages the science of Kundalini Yoga as taught by Yogi Bhajan®. Now she lives in Espanola, New Mexico and travels around the United States as a Kundalini Yoga Teacher Trainer and a Level Two Instructor. She enjoys spending time with her 2 children and grandchildren.