Transcendental Meditation With Nice Strangers [F]

Last week, a dude on Queen Street waved me down to talk about transcendental meditation. I was wearing my headphones, so I decided to give him my time on the basis that he chose to ignore the unwritten rule of the streets; don’t bother peeps when their zoned out on their sounds, yo. …OK, so maybe that isn’t an actual rule, but I just don’t have it in me to ignore people who want to talk. I tend not to do so much myself I suppose, and I didn’t have any appointments I needed to keep, so we talked. His name was Bhakti and he was Indian. A former accountant who converted to the teachings of Krishna Consciousness about a decade ago, my guess was from an existential life crisis/realization. And he was Hindu, right? Yeah. We talked about people, philosophies of the afterlife, why people do what they do and to what ends, and what he had noticed during his travels and his opinion about New Zealanders and those he had interacted with. It was an interesting talk I must say. He told me about a Yoga-restaurant in the city and invited me to give mediating a try with a local group. Well, I made good on my curiosity and attended that, last Tuesday.

Metal Statue of Lord Krishna

Four more university students showed up to the session, with myself, Bhakti and four other young Hare Krishnas. We sat on pillows in a circle, closed our eyes, and chanted a Hare Krishna mantra for ten minutes while three played instruments. The mantra we chanted in unison was a sixteen-word Vaishnava mantra also known as the “Maha Mantra” (Great Mantra), composed of three Sanskrit names of the Supreme Being; “Hare,” “Krishna,” and “Rama.” And the group had some mighty good singing voices.

“Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna

Krishna Krishna, Hare Hare

Hare Rama, Hare Rama

Rama Rama, Hare Hare.”

According to Gaudiya Vaishnava theology, one’s original consciousness and goal of life is pure love of God (Krishna), so I suppose the chant was to align balance within oneself. There was no explanation, just straight into it. Then after that, we chanted the same mantra but this time with a necklace in our hands with 108 beads on it that kept our time. The idea of meditation seems cool, but the praying to a God-like-figure I did not know was, something else. Maybe it was supposed to hit me like Jerusalem Syndrome? I didn’t really understand any of it. Then came lunch. Vegetarian, but oh so freaking delicious. One of the dudes must have been a chef for sure.

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Bhakti is a cool dude so I will attend one more session out of good faith to the group, but as far as becoming a Hare Krishna devotee, I simply cannot imagine it. I enjoy my space too much. Nice people though and great conversationalists. …To be continued?

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~ by Fionnlagh on April 14, 2016.

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