This is a powerful story of a student who discovered the "Elder" within her grandpa and began to ask the right questions. "I’m from India but mostly grew up in America. Part of our culture is to respect and learn from our elders. I was of a new era however and having grown up in America I was more interested in Western pop culture and everything American. I’d go to the new movies, go dancing, and was flirting with boys. I thought our ways were obsolete. Because of my life

“Things aren’t as they appear said Baba.” I had just climbed up a thousand feet elevation of stairs carved out of a mountainside. A few students, myself and an Elder of the Ashram woke around 4am and packed into a tiny van that should of been made by mini it was so small. We stopped at the local temple and the Elder convinced the holy man and keeper of the temple to allow us in despite us being foreigners. The Elder said few foreigners ever enter here. It’s one of the th

Once, many years ago I was staying in a small village in India outside of Udaipur surrounded by dunes of sand that were like warm pillows of silk. The moon was so bright it would paint the desert white as if it had been turned to snow. It casted such dark shadows from the desert brush the shadows looked as if they were holes within the universe. It was both magical and beautiful. During my time in this small village I met a wise and deeply spiritual elder. Each night, we wo