The Sloppy Bhakti

You are so foreign to me It’s intoxicating Watching your intoxication With the nature that so buzzes around You have a favorite bird call...

The day was ending at Madhuban Ashram, as the sun’s last golden rays shined out as it nestled its way down between the peaks of the...

Maharaj-ji was slippery. His devotees were always trying to track him down, to keep him in one place, to hold on to his form. When he...

On one of the final days of our Himalayan Yoga Yatra: Following in the Footsteps of Ram Dass with Saraswati Markus, Pavan Das and...

As we continue on our journey, bathing ourselves in the deep bhav of the land of Deva Bhumi, we will inevitably come to one of the most...