Birthday of the Master
The golden rays of light were beginning to fade in the hills. The sun was setting in
the little village of Kot Harkarn, Tehsil Wazirabad, in the district of Gujaranwala
in a now vanished part of India on August 26th, 1929. A first son was being born
into a family that had prayed for a male heir for over a quarter of a century. Within a few days of his birth the boy was taken into the mountains to the cave
of Vaishnoo Devee where prayers of gratitude were offered to the Divine Mother
for the blessing of his birth. The boy was born into a landlord's family whose
holdings included the entire village. Each year on his birthday he was weighed
and as many kilos as he weighed that many gold coins, silver coins and cooper
coins, along with seven times the kilos of wheat were distributed to the poor
and needy of the village.
He was named Harbhajan Singh and over the next 74 years August 26th was to become
a very special day for many people in many lands.
The young boy had many teachers, but his main teacher was Sant Hazara Singh, a
renowned yogi, mystic, and Mahan Tantric. Sant Hazara was a strict teacher and
the young Harbhajan Singh absorbed the teachings like a vessel being filled.
As he was taught the power of his awareness blazed like fire. Whatever he
learned he could comprehend through a mere indication. At age sixteen
Harbhajan Singh was acknowledged as Master of Kundalini yoga by his teacher.
In 1947 Sant Hazara told Harbhajan Singh that he was about to enter a
period of living hell and the student was told he would never see his
teacher again. Partition came. The great Indian subcontinent was divided
and the village of his birth became part of Pakistan. A bloody migration
began and thousands were killed as Harbhajan Singh and his family fled to Delhi in India.
The once rich family re-established themselves and Harbhajan Singh went
on to graduate from college and began an eighteen year career as a
government official. Around 1960 he was assigned to the holy city of
Amritsar and there his relationship with Guru Ram Das, who was to be
his guiding teacher, began to unfold and expand. Then one night in the
Golden Temple that Guru Ram Das built everything profoundly changed.
"I was the very lowly of the low, and knew nothing, and the Unknown was
trying to find somebody who totally knew nothing. When the Unknown almost
could not find anybody who didn't know, His eye fell on me. At that time
my name was Harbhajan Singh. It turned me upside down and made me Yogi Bhajan."
In the fall of 1968 Yogi Bhajan went to Toronto and in December on to Los
Angeles. On January 5th, 1969 he gave his first public lecture in the United
States. And so began one of the most astonishing cycle of teachings ever
witnessed by humanity. For the next 35 years through thousands of lectures
and virtually round the clock teachings Yogi Bhajan laid out the blueprint
for a new age on the planet earth and the technology to accomplish this
galactical shift in consciousness.
He was very clear on his mission from the start. "I am not the future, but I
carry the seed of the future...I was fortunate you gave me the chance to speak
to you. And I hope somewhere along the line you will understand because the
future is yours. I am in the very, very remote past...We are meant to live pure
and to achieve what we stand for. If you cannot tolerate a discipline which is
hard, you can leave. We know our values, our aims and our objects. We want to
give humanity a group of people who are people of love, dignity and divinity unto Infinity."
He trained us as teachers, not students. You are the future, he told us.
I am the dying past. I must vanish. You must view the future that is on
the horizon. It is destined that there should be millions of righteous
beings to form and re-form humanity to higher consciousness. We were
taught to acknowledge the truthfulness of our own beauty and divinity,
to pick up the tone and activity of this dance of righteousness and magnify
it within our own mental self and express it with kindness, humor, and compassion.
To those of us who lived with him and traveled with him on this remarkable
journey of consciousness, he is always with us. He found us in our darkness,
heard our unformed prayers, knew the longing we knew not how to express, saw
for us a future we could not yet dream of, showered us with gifts of unknown
things, and within the ocean of teachings gave us the one essential teaching:
Love is God, and Love dwells within. Awaken to this Love and share this Love
Yogi Bhajan is in Espanola, New Mexico now. He is old, frail, and ill.
A great golden light is preparing to leave. And as we move toward the
75th anniversary of his birth the measure of the man is now in the light
that illuminates the planet, the light that comes from the hearts of all
those who have been touched by the teachings of this extraordinary being.
For some reason the following link comes up broken, week after week, therefore, I am not going to make it live.