A little more about Sahiba Kaur
“The process of going through self hating is (…) going to the macro and micro analysis of understanding "Who Am I?" (…) It is a most private, most secret, self-indulgent, hypnotic state of consciousness in which self is being examined by one's own superior self. Moment you know you've got a superior self, and moment you know it is examined, moment you know it has come to a resultant, you are liberated. And beyond that there is no God. That IS God.” These words by Yogi Bhajan from a class he taught in Los Angeles in 1990 are a powerful call to stop evading and take action to face what we need to face. In 2005 I was standing on the middle of a tall building under construction. It was a gray concrete structure, with some columns supporting the floors and ceilings, a few walls, and some stairs. A scary sound emerged as from the center of the earth announcing an earthquake, then everything started to shake. Clouds of dust were formed by the destruction of the structure. Fear took over, as I knew I was going to die. I was paralyzed. Then a big tall man wearing white walked in with his beard and turban. It wasn’t a pleasant image but in a way he was my only hope. He stood up staring at me from a distance. He was firm, determined and demanding, defying if I dared to hold his eyes. With all my cells in fear mode, I don’t know how I managed: all I could do was to hold my eyes into his while everything collapsed around us. A ram run by among the gray clouds of dust; columns, floor and ceiling shaking and cracking open, then collapsing with the deep sound of mother earth doing what she does in times of destruction. After a timeless minute, it was over. Everything was still and in complete silence. All that was left was my pure self, intact, not even a spot of dust on my skin. I was whole and I was breathing.
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