I arrived on this planet — in the wild West — when Elvis was King, and hamburgers, beer and cigarettes were the source of inner happiness. It’s been a long, uphill struggle, sometimes fun, and sometimes miserably hopeless. But when I look inside myself right now, I feel peace and gratitude.
It’s not over yet. Luckily, I believe in happy endings.
Thank you for being here now, on my birthday. Not to sound cliché, But as an Aquarian, I’m allowed to say I actually love you all!
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It’s never easy losing loved ones (I’ve lost both my parents, Eric and May, as well as my lifetime spiritual teacher, Shri Mataji, in the last couple of years — as told here further down the home page), but sometimes, when the pain has subsided, it’s inspiring to come across unexpected glimpses into special forgotten moments with them. Here’s a recently discovered video that I didn’t even know existed, in which my father happily appears out of the misty past one very special day in 1983. I’ve posted the video here in its entirety because the meditation public program presented is valuable for anyone seeking inner tranquility and balance.
And below is my short image-compilation decorating a song (in praise of the universal, nurturing Mother) written and composed by Shri Mataji — rendered here by the bass player of a famous European gothic-rock band with some friends. (Another version is by the Vienna Boys Choir)