As a baby I would go into a state, where I got filled with light and love-bliss
and in which my body became immobile. Later, as I acquired a language,
I called this state "the log", because I was immobile like a log when
it happened. These states came when I was lying in my crib, and later
my bed, relaxing, and happened spontaneously and unpredictably until my
early teens, though less and less frequently. Many years later, when I
meditated, I would go into similar states.
My early youth was
fairly average, except that I always had a very deep religious feeling
and longing for God. As a child I would sometimes cry spontaneously
when I entered a church and I would feel a rush of energy in my body.
My parents were hard core materialist, so there was neither
understanding, nor support, for this behavior. As a young teenager I
began listening to classical music and would lie on bed with headphones
on. During these "sessions" I would float out of the body and stay
about a meter above it in a state, that reminded me of the log state,
but which was not catatonic and was just extremely relaxed and had a
serene joy to it. Later I would start to meditate regularly and the
bliss would begin to manifest.
My first proper meditation was
remarkable. At the age of 15 I decided to meditate, so I sat in the
lotus posture (I had never heard of that at the time) and simply sat
without doing anything. After a few minutes my kundalini awakened and
arouse with such force all the way up to my brain that it threw me out
of the body. There, hanging in space above my body, I swung violently
from side to side in a state of extreme ecstasy The heart was beating
like mad. Sweat poured from the skin and the hairs stood on end. Yet I
was sure nothing bad was going on. As soon as it stopped and I returned
to the body, after about ten minutes or so, I jumped up and told my
entire family about it -- but they thought I had lost it. So I decided then and there to keep my spiritual life secret in the future.
inspired, I decided to learn proper meditation and soon got initiated
to TM (Transcendental Meditation), which was very popular in the
70'ies. During the course, a similar thing happened, though not as
ecstatic, and I told my teacher about it, but she understood nothing.
So I again decided to keep my spiritual experiences to my self. TM gave
me some nice experiences. I would frequently experience extreme ecstasy
and be filled with bliss. Fortunately I did not leave the body more
than a few times again. This was fortunate, because it made it easier
for me to integrate the bliss with being physically present and it also
helped me transcend the ecstasy state and merge into calm bliss. I
would often go into non-consciousness and awaken after, say, 30
minutes of meditation thinking I had only just closed my eyes; but I
would be full of bliss. A few years went on this way. But then...
at the age of 19 the most remarkable breakthrough happened to me.
I have only read or heard about this experience once, and that is in
Swami Muktananda's great autobiography "Play of Consciousness" and only
a couple of years after the experience. I
entered a state of bliss, as usual, and kundalini rose to my brain, but
then I got filled with an intense longing to be with God, whom I for
some reason personified as Krishna. I at the time had had no influence
of hinduism and knew nothing about Krishna; it just came over me. So I
gave up my TM practice and prayed to Krishna instead. Then I saw an eye
in front of me. Somehow I felt I had to concentrate on its center, and
as I did the bliss grew and the eye would pull me towards it. The
center of the eye turned out to be a blue pearl. Finally I entered the
Blue Pearl and found myself in an infinite blue space that was pure
consciousness and pure bliss at the same time. I knew I could stop
there, but the longing for God exploded in me and filled everything,
then out of the blue (literally) a Blue Being emerged. I knew this was
God appearing to me, so I surrendered to Him and we merged, then I lost
consciousness. I don't know for how long I was unconscious, but when I
opened my eyes, I was in love with God in everything. I saw God in
everything. I told my girlfriend about this experience of the Blue
Being whom I called Krishna and she promptly chucked my. So I once
again decided to generally keep quiet. This picture of Krishna, by the
way, almost has the correct blue color. In reality the blue color is a
more intense cyan.
But I told the TM teaches about this, and
they acted as if they were wise, but in reality they knew absolutely
nothing. I even had the opportunity to ask Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
himself (the founder of TM, when I did the TM-Siddhi course), but
he simply ignored the question. In fact for many years, when I met some
important swami, I would ask about it, but they mostly acted as if they
were wise and simply dismissed it, or at best admitted they did not
know. So my respect for even the hard core spiritual guides of this
world diminished greatly. But no matter how little I understood, god-consciousness manifested itself in me.
I had this experience of merging with God, I saw God in everything. I
lived in a state of God consciousness for about two years. Then it
faded away and left me in a state of both knowing and having lost it.
So I became seriously depressed. I knew I needed a guru, so I left the
TM movement and became a disciple of Gururaj Ananda Yogi in 1983. He
was a cool guru; completely worldly and yet enlightened. During the
first workshop I attended with him, he was talking about getting rid of
the ego, then he scanned the audience of about 250 people, focused his
eyes on me and said: "you don't get rid of it by killing yourself". It
was true, my depression of having lost God, and of being totally
different from everybody else, had driven me to a point of wanting to
commit suicide. Not that I would ever have done it, but anyway, the
desire to die was strong in me. Six months later I did a new workshop
with Gururaj, and here I lost my small self.
was in autumn 1984. I had signed up to do kitchen work and was assigned
to set the table for his supper. It was a large meal with all the
meditation teachers attending. I entered the dining room twice, then
spontaneously got pulled into meditation, so I sat down on a chair. I
immediately entered nirvikalpa samadhi and lost consciousness. I don't
know how long I sat there, but when I opened my eyes, the table was
made by someone else. Also, my small self had vanished; I was
completely nothing. Yet full of extreme bliss and love for my guru. So
I staggered to his room with my eyes full of tears. He sat me in a
chair and calmed me down, which was quite a job. Then he asked me, what
my name was. I tell you, I could not say. I tried my best, but no name
popped up and the truth is, I found the question supremely ridiculous,
since I was pure being, not some personality. I told him I could not
remember. Then he asked me how old I was. To me that was an even more
ridiculous question, yet here this nice guru wanted to know how old I
was, so I had to come up with an answer. So I figured that I could try
to count the years backwards until I reached my birth and then I could
give him an approximate answer. I went back in time, but did not stop
at my birth, instead I continued back and remembered life upon life,
and when I was about 3000 years back, I decided this was not what he
asked about, so I in dismay said, that I did not know my age, and that
this body was not me. He looked at me with an odd expression, then
touched my forehead briefly. Then he held his palm up and asked me to
look into it. I have no idea, what he did. Then he ignored me and sat
talking to the meditation teacher next to him. I sat there overwhelmed
with my memories and then clearly remembered having been the pupil of a
great master in a former life, but that I had tragically left him in
scorn. Just after this was clear to me, Guruji began telling the
meditation teacher exactly the same story and when he had finished, he
turned his head and fixedly asked me: "Do you remember?". I could only
mutter "Yes, you bet I do!" He then told me to go to bed (a strange
thing to say, since it was only half past eight in the evening), so off
to bed I went. Utterly amazed. My identification mechanism had broken
down and it has never returned. But I soon discovered the pre-manifest "I-ness", the root of all ignorance. So though I was in a state most would call Self-realization,
it was clear to me some extremely subtle principle had yet to go away.
Gururaj's attitude was "Find out for yourself", so he did not help me
in any way. In fact he really began to ignore me after this. He died in
1986 and I left the movement. Whether he had anything to do with what
happened to me or not, I have no idea. He probably did not.
began meditating my own way. I simply observed how kundalini operated
in me, and would do meditation that enhanced and supported that. I
began holding regular meditation groups and had a weekly group in my
home for several years. This is when I discovered that the state I was
in during meditation was contagious: those, who sat in meditation next
to me, would suddenly burst into tears or into fits of laughter. I
taught a considerable number of people to enter samadhi and experience
the bliss of the Self.
Then followed a number of rather
uninteresting years where I tried to disguise as a normal person. I did
my best to be normal. I took a university degree as master in Modern
Culture, I also became an art restorer. All the while fighting
depression. In an attempt to combat the depression, I did
psychoanalysis and other psychotherapy, but how can you do therapy when
you are no longer the person undergoing therapy? It's not possible and
it was a complete waste of time.
I had lived in divine consciousness, so to me the state I had achieved
was nothing and I did not value it at all. I intensely longed for full
enlightenment and full Self-realization; the state of love-bliss.
At this time I became a devotee of Mata Amritanandamayi. In those days
she was readily accessible and we were only a few hundred followers at
a weekend course, today there are several thousands. Anyway, I
immediately asked her if she would take me to enlightenment and she
promised to do that. In fact I would ask her every year for the next
fifteen years until she finally got tired of my begging and made fun of
me. Ha, ha, I deserved that. She told me my meditation group was fine
and that I should keep on doing groups and teaching meditation.
However, I soon stopped. I kept working ardently on getting my
kundalini out of the root chakra and into the spine in its entirety,
and also on getting it into my brain, but did not have much luck for
many years. Then my luck changed.
got frustrated that my meditation was going nowhere. Well, I
experienced tremendous bliss. I initiated people with my shakti. All
that worked very well. One whom I initiated even fainted during the
initiation and was gone for half an hour. An other phoned me and said
his kundalini had kept him awake all night taking him apart and putting
him together again. Things like that. So I was in many ways a success.
Yet my sadhana was going nowhere. I wanted kundalini out of its hiding
place in its entirety and I wanted it into my brain and I wanted to
merge Shakti and Shiva and Jan into Oneness. So I set a rigorous
program for myself. I meditated on kundalini for six hours in a single
sitting, from nine in the morning till three in the afternoon, and I
did so every day for about four months. This was in 2001, I think. Then
one blessed day, the entire kundalini crept out of the root chakra in
the perineum and entered the spine through the gap between the lowest
back vertebrae and the sacral bone. It was like having sex with God.
Such ecstasy! I managed to pull it partly into the brain, enough to
establish a connection. Words utterly fail so I will refrain from
further descriptions of the extreme lovebliss. All I will say is, that
this is one of the greatest blessings a spiritual aspirant can ever
get. I might add that the kundalini snake is about 12 cm's long and
half as thick as a little finger, but once it gets into the spine in
its entirety it dissolves and perneates the entire central nevoussystem.
released tremendous energy into my system and after some weeks it was
so strong, I could no longer meditate more than a few minutes because
of the kriyas I was having. Kriyas are spontaneous movements caused by
kundalini that sometimes occur in meditation when kundalini is
awakened. I was having most unpleasant spasms and electric shocks. I
then got the fortunate impulse to receive shaktipat from Anandi Ma.
Since she was not coming to Europe, I could receive shaktipat
initiation in absentia. After a few weeks I received various items,
amongst which was a rosebud. At a specific hour a specific day I was to
meditate and place the rosebud on the top of my head. I did so and soon
felt a strong energy drill into my brain and down the spine until it
caught hold of kundalini. It then pulled a string from kundalini all
the way up to the top of my head and thus firmly established the
connection I had so desired for many years. (Read more about shaktipat
here). After this I soon began to get kundalini into my brain when I
meditated. Getting it past the joint between the spine and the scull
was very hard work, but at times I managed to do so.
I kept on meditating regularly and noticed the love-bliss
would fill me more and more frequently outside of meditation. In fact I
would often go into blissful samadhi while watching TV or after
drinking a few glasses of wine. I would then just sit in bliss for an
hour or more. But since there still was this irritating I-ness, it
was still a state for me, an experience, not my being since there was
duality involved. That would change a few years later.
Now, as of April 2007, I want to share the love-bliss, so I initiated this web site. May it inspire you!