I will be forever grateful that Kundalini Yoga came into my life about two and a half years ago for all the reasons all of us in the Kundalini Yoga community have experienced, but especially because it came to me just in time to support me during a difficult period of my life.
Two years ago my parents passed away within two and a half weeks of each other. While my father was dying in one hospital, my mother had an emergency operation in another hospital and I spent four weeks helping them cross over to the other side. First, I attended to my father, then to both of them, and finally to my mother. I had to deal with all of this on my own and during these weeks, my daily sadhana kept me strong, clear, and focused—as much as I could be under the circumstances.
I first chanted Akaal for my father and it took only a few minutes until I heard him saying that it was time for him to be off. Then I saw a white city before my inner eye which looked like a fairy tale place. My mother took a few days longer until she was prepared to leave the earthly atmosphere but when the time came, I again saw this white city. Both times, I felt elated and just knew they were finally on their way back home. It was later that I learned that the legendary white city is where the akashic records are kept. This made me even happier because it assured me that at this point they were actually continuing their eternal journey.
By now, I have finished Level 1 Teacher Training, have started teaching, and will continue with Level 2 in the near future. I am grateful to pass on the teachings and wisdom of Kundalini Yoga and even though my parents did not really understand at the time what Kundalini Yoga was all about, I am sure that they know now.
All blessings to you all,
Prem Prakash Kaur, Dortmund, Germany