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Bangalore, Coimbatore and Kanyakumari. Now to see Amma in Kerala.

We have ventured on a self-guided yatra after closing down the apartment in the beautiful temple where we lived in Vrindavan. We cooked all meals on our gas stove. I would purchase veggies daily from Radha, or her son if she was not there. We had an extensive Pranayama Sadana and I did lots of Yajna on the roof in the company of monkeys, squirrels and parrots. I also worked on my Devanagari for Sanskrit and Hindi. I am reading and writing but slowly. Time here was also spent absorbing healing knowledge. Several people needed healing on this leg of the trip. I have friends here so some socializing also happened.

We then moved to attend a workshop with Sadguru on Shambhavi. It was two days at a huge event center in Bangalore with 8000 other people. How he manages to attract that many people is impressive. To chant AUM with that many people was so special. Some of class and workshop was recorded previously and there was some time with Sadguru himself. We were quite far. I am taking on this practice twice a day for 40 days. I already have Shambhavi training from my guru for healing but that training from Pranashakthi Mastership is for healing purposes so I will see how this goes.

Inspired by this event and being very close to his ashram in Coimbatore we decided to venture by train there. The Isha Center is beautiful. I spent two days there. There is a Suraya and Chandra Kund, (women bathe in the Chandra Kund), a Bharavi Temple, the huge Adiyogi bust, as well as a meditation hall with Shiva Lingam. On the last day there I wanted to dip in the Chandra Kund and went right before it closed as we were making offerings in the day to each temple. I was the only woman there! That was an inspiring highlight! The tall roof has a magnificent mural. There is a water fall and a Shiva Lingam in the kund. When I went earlier in the day there were many many women.

The next stop was Kanyakumari the Southern-most tip of India where three seas meet and the sun rises and sets in the same place. We took a train and were fortunate to find a booking on the seaside. The cab from the train whose license plate ended in 3333 (meaning angels are present) found us the place. It was only available for 3 nights so we later moved to an even better location outside of the hustle and bustle near the Viveckananda Kendra which was a shanti campus with exhibits, Ekanathji Ranade the Kendra and Viveckananda Memorial’s founder’s memorial Samadi and a private beach. Ekanath enabled the Viveckananda memorial to be built through his persistence and creativity. There was an exhibit on how he achieved this which was amazing! There was a Bose nursery there I am not sure if he had been at the Kendra during his lifetime but he was the soul who found that plants feel pain. I am inspired to read more about him.

The hotel we stayed at was crazy but because of the city being booked we didn’t have a huge choice. The manager was a drinker and the toilet and sink was not connected to running water with no toilet seat. We had to wait for hours to check in even though we came way after check in time. It was a blessing nevertheless to be able to stay. It isn’t everywhere that you can have ripe mangoes in December.

We bathed in the holy waters, watched sunsets and sunrises, went twice to the Amman temple and had a lovely time! I went to an exhibit on the Ramayanaa and was able to read it all. At the end there is a larger than life murti of Matabharata or “Mother India” this moved me almost to tears it was so magnificent!

Gandhi’s ashes were housed in Kanyakumari and there is a memorial there. The spot where his ashes were held lights with the sun on his birthday each year and water never comes through the hole in he ceiling.

I am resting now in the very air conditioned train headed for Amma’s Ashram for New Years Eve! Looking forward to that! More travels to come.

Dog Seva

A few days ago I was walking near my apartment in Vrindavan. I saw this sweet dog I named Bindi per a perfect mud dot between her eyes. She was so thin, and shaking was foraging in trash in the alley. I had some biscuits I had picked up the day before for feeding hungry dogs which are a common sight.

When I fed her I realized she had a neurological issue and that her spine was bent. She could not eat well from the ground because she was shaking so much. I am a healer and intended to give some healing too but she had left before I got back with water for her.

I sent her remote Pranashakthi energy healing that night but could not get her out of my mind. She was so weak and was so shaky when she tried to ear from the ground.

Yesterday when I went to get milk I saw her again in the same place. I was ecstatic she was alive and appeared stronger. I again fed her and was able to capture some images of her for the sake of remote healing.

Tomorrow I will take the extra rotis I made today around to all the ravenous dogs in my neighborhood inspired by my new friend Bindi and will hopefully see her gentle soul again soon.

The Roots That Shook-The Roots That Took

A lifetime dream to write a book is happening now. I have had vivid dreams of being published since I was 19 and this ever present inner knowingness about writing. However even with that lucidity it never felt real.

My many years of journals, a voluminous presence was the visual pinch to say that, yes I am a writer. I had this same awakening with music a few years back. Though I was always a musician, singing everywhere I went, it took my soul awhile to give me permission. I finally became internally qualified somehow.

A recent threat and related frustrations and distractions of  the pending eviction from my apartment of 17 years has somehow surprisingly freed a boldness and fierceness in me that has been laying dormant. I’m leaving for India soon, an avoided dream. I think planning the trip to India was the catalyst for all things small to no longer work. The joy is, I will now be incorporating these travel adventures into this book proposal that’s due tomorrow. Two, two, two, dreams in one.

I have been working with a special modality called Pranashakthi that has altered me in amazing ways and has given me a fresh look at what energy is and can do for every type of issue or ailment. My faith and trust in this path is solid.  I am gifted students, and people who need me so perfectly orchestrated, it is in itself a fascinating story. Pranashakthi must be known for the benefits it brings which are many but in a few words, “to remove suffering”. This gift of energy really needs a voice.

My presence has recently been restructured as it relates to societal conditioning and my lens feels clearer. I am calmer within now and trust more often.  What I have unearthed in myself may act as a catalyst for others to validate their own experiences of shifting times and maybe we can all be set free to be our authentic and powerful selves together.  I feel that through testimony of what I have seen and how my life unfolds it may be of service in some way.

I now know why the song of Kristen Hersh called Houdini Blues resonates so strongly with me. The words are –

“Oh no don’t you put me in that box. You know what you can do with those locks. bet your life I’ll come crawling out again. You’ll have to deal with me then. You’ll hear me in the wind. “

I have started a Facebook page for the writing a book adventure. It’s called Carol Whitney Pranashakti Adventures. Like it if you like it!