Kriya Yoga

Due to the overwhelming loads of Malarkey and Irrelevant Trivia saturating the information highway in the name of Kriya Yoga, it is best to make a few comments regarding what Kriya Yoga Is Not before one can convey what Kriya Yoga actually Is. Kriya Yoga is not Religion Kriya Yoga is not Church Kriya Yoga is not Hindu Deities Kriya Yoga is not Guru Kriya Yoga is not Beliefs Kriya Yoga is not Books Kriya Yoga is not Words Kriya Yoga is not Academic Philosophy or Intellectual Debate Kriya Yoga is not Shaming or being Shamed Sorry to start with negativity, but I had to get all of that chaff out of the way. It's like unpacking a big crate labeled Kriya Yoga - pulling out and tossing away fists full of wadded up newspapers to get to the actual precious cargo underneath. Don't read what the wadded up newspapers have to say, just because they were in that blasted "Box"! Kriya Yoga is Activity with Awareness Kriya Yoga is deep Focus Kriya Yoga is deep Intuition Kriya Yoga is deep Inner Silence Kriya Yoga is Wisdom beyond Words Kriya Yoga is replacing Ego-Beliefs with True Knowledge Kriya Yoga is the Breathless State Kriya Yoga is realizing the True Nature of Reality Kriya Yoga is a continuous state of Self-Realization Kriya Yoga was founded by the original "Hippies" of ancient times, shouting "Down with the establishment" (the power of the Priests, that is), and insisting that true Self-Realization was a matter of introspection and the practice of powerful techniques to develop concentration and focus - not by reading books, learning and reciting trivia, engaging in philosophical debates, pinning posters on the wall, or being a slave to tradition. Practice the techniques that work for you, discard the others, develop mental focus, develop inner stillness, discard your untested beliefs, rely on your intuition, ignore shaming by others, and gain profound insight into the true nature of Reality. That's it - Kriya Yoga in 50 words or less.

Graphic "Transcendent Being" by Jacob Wagner. This discussion is concluded with the poem of longing "I Can't Reach You", by Peter Townshend I CAN'T REACH YOU I'm a billion ages past You A million years behind You too A thousand miles up in the air A trillion times I've seen You there Your hair is golden, mine is gray You walk on grass, it turns to hay Your blood is blue and Your eyes are red My body strains, but the nerves are dead I can't reach You I've strained my eyes I can't reach You I've split my sides I can't reach Tryin' to get on You See, feel or hear from You The distances grow greater now You drink champagne and past me plow You fly Your plane right over my head You're still alive and I'm nearly dead I can't reach you With arms outstretched I can't reach you I crane my neck I can't reach Tryin' to get on You See, feel or hear from You Once I caught a glimpse Of Your unguarded, untouched Heart Our fingertips touched and then My mind tore us apart I can't reach You With arms outstretched I can't reach You I crane my neck I can't reach Tryin' to get on You See, feel or hear from You

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