My Journey Inward
Who am I and how did I get here? These questions are always percolating with different answers arising in me all the time. My easy answer today is I am nothing and I am everything, and I got here by…
What’s in a name? Learning that Babaji may have been right all along.
Learning that Babaji may have been right all along. by Sarah Archana Russell Using a small white board and dry erase maker he asks me to write down my date of birth. I write ‘June 27 1985’. He looks down…
From the Shores of the Atlantic to the Deep Forests of the Pacific
Finding Meaning in Service and Community, Crazy Pants and Allby Eduardo Sousa Handing over “We Rise Together”, a report I helped produce on Indigenous Protected and Conserved Areas in Canada to Federal Environment Minister Catherine McKenna (Ottawa, March 2018) Clayoquot…
A Devoted Life: Will Pegg
March 21, 1959 – September 26, 2018 by Raven Hume A satsang brother – a great, great satsang brother – has left his body, and I find myself compelled to say a few words. Will Pegg and I met…
An Introduction to my New Life
by Anusuya Adams In the summer of 1976 I moved to the raspberry farm in Abbotsford with my ten-month old daughter, Raya. I had just turned 21. I was in a very unhappy marriage and was looking for something spiritual…
Seeking the Path
by Maheshwar Robillard I was asked to share my story, but I realize I have room here to share only a glimpse of it. I can start by saying that I have always been a seeker, in search of truth…
Devendra Hayes – A Bit of My Journey
When I was 17 years old, in high school, I read a book that my brother had, called Youth, Yoga, and Reincarnation, by Jesse Stein, which talked about hatha yoga, with all its physical and spiritual benefits. I found it…
Who are these kids?
These kids are awesome! Meet Sierra, Noah, Jack, and Diego, a few of the kids at ACYR who agreed to answer some questions for the newsletter, about their experiences at ACYR and what they love about coming here. Sierra has…
I heard the drumming
the drum beat the heart beat led me here a story in poetic verse by angelo rosso I heard the drumming the chanting calling me in…
Let There be Light by Cara Graci
“Let there be light and there was light…” Starting at a young age, I would often wonder: Why am I here? What is my purpose? Something, I later learned, yogis refer to as “Self-Inquiry.” The more questions I asked, and…