Sunday was Amavasya, or the day when the moon disappears from our sight. On the no moon day, if you are willing not to disturb the darkness and keep it absolutely dark, if your mind is not in a primate condition where it jumps around and imagines ghosts... Read More
Sadhguru’s poem A Pitcher, A Pot. Potter’s hands pluck the flesh of the earth to knead and mold. Does he know he is kneading his own flesh to form another body to hold water or milk? Read More
Sadhguru answers the question why do we chant Brahmananda Swaroopa? “When we chant Brahmananda Swaroopa, we are saying everything is an image of the ecstasy of the Creator... Read More