From October to November 2016, my grandmother and grandmother died one after another.
I don’t have any sadness, except for a little accident.
Just after the National Day holiday in October, I received the news of my grandmother’s death.
The old man was 96 years old and left in a state of sleep.
The family found out after she left, so no one knew when she left.
She is lucky.
She has been well protected by her parents, husband and children all her life.
She is kind and hardworking.
Even in her 90s, she still wants to help her children do some housework within her ability.
I will write a story about her in the future.
In November, my grandmother also left, and she left in a hurry.
She suffered from diabetes and hypertension.
She went to what stone bed treatment she had gone to before she died.
She drank what she gave to her.
It caused complications of diabetes.
After drinking, she began to feel wrong.
She supported her walking home with a belief, and fell down immediately after she got home.
Then he was sent to the hospital.
He stayed in the hospital for a day or two and left soon.
When I left, my children were with me.
I will also write a story about my grandmother in the future.
These two things made me start to look at death with a new perspective.
In other words, I have always been very calm about death.
Since I was a child, when an old relative died, I went to the funeral.
When I saw the adults crying, I cried with them.
People will say, look how sad the child is crying.
In fact, I just thought of my sad things and cried.
In high school, I told my parents that when they died, I would scatter some of their ashes everywhere and not hold a funeral for them.
I’m glad my grandma and grandma left because they were relieved.
At least, they have completed the determination of this life.
I don’t know whether they have come to the end of their lives and whether they have achieved real liberation, but I know that their cultivation has been very high.
Against this background, when my grandmother died in November 2016, my guru wanted to consecrate adiyogi adiyuji.
In order to attract more people to participate, he said publicly that he would take care of every life he had touched within 80 years after his death.
What kind of compassion is this? In order to benefit more sentient beings, he will choose to make such a commitment publicly, just to attract more people to participate.
So far, the Indian Yoga Center has been consecrated four times.
The first time is the consecration of dhyanalinga, the second time is the consecration of adiyogi alayam adiyogi hall, the third time is the consecration of Devi goddess temple, and the fourth time is the consecration of adiyogi adiyogi big head.
I went to the fourth sanctification of adiyogi adiyuji’s big head.
Before sanctification, you must attend the basic or flagship course of Isha: internal engineering, which needs to be opened up a spiritual practice called shambavi fingerprint.
After that, you can participate in the consecration.
Therefore, in order to reach more people, during that time, yoga centers in India opened a lot of courses in internal engineering.
I went to the issue with Chinese translation for Chinese people.
That was the first time I went abroad.
My family and friends couldn’t understand.
They were all running to developed countries such as Europe, America and Northern Europe.
Why should I go to India that gave people the impression of being dirty and messy.
Whether my personal safety can be guaranteed and whether I can come back safely, they all feel insecure.
I went to school to take photos of applying for a paper tourist visa in India.
The owner of the print shop told me that I had been in College for more than ten years.
You were the first person to take photos of an Indian visa.
Two rows of photos he had taken in India were also hung on his wall.
In this way, knowing nothing about India and Indian Yoga Center, I went.
Everything went well except for a joke.
I transfer at Mumbai airport and change flights to Coimbatore airport.
As a result, Air India flew to Delhi airport first.
There were passengers getting on and off there.
I thought I had arrived in Mumbai and followed suit.
As soon as they looked at my passport and ticket, they didn’t let me get off the plane and let me sit back.
Only then did I realize that the next stop was Mumbai airport.
After arriving at Coimbatore airport, I took a taxi to the Indian yoga center.
As we all know, it is very famous there.
When I got there, I immediately felt that this was my home.
Everything is so familiar.
Although they speak different mother tongues, many things exist beyond language.
There, I felt completely open.
Although there were still obstacles in my mind and body, I knew that my heart was completely open.
It was the first time that I really came into contact with spiritual things in this way.
They were alive in front of me and within my reach.
That was the first time I went to a temple in a real sense.
The differences between language and culture no longer exist.
The first time I went in, I was well taken care of by wordless guidance.
It was very clear what you want to do and how to do it.
Take off your shoes and bare your feet.
If you can’t talk, find a space to sit down and feel everything there.
I’m really grateful to those volunteers, so that a newcomer like me can follow the guidelines without any estrangement and estrangement, and don’t break their original customs because of their lack of cognition.
On the first night, I slept in adiyogi adiyuji hall, which made me feel like my permanent home.
The next night, I moved to spandahall Banda garden, a place dedicated to the sanctification of advanced courses..