Our lives were starting to get pretty messed up back in the 90’s before that day in 1994 when we decided to join a meditation group in a cosy little Amsterdam’s dance school. We were on our regular hunt for the daily dose of drugs, when from a shop window we saw that Indian lady with a beautiful, mystic smile on her face, looking at us and like trying to say: "Stop, my children! Ease down and don’t waste this precious life." And so we decided.
We wrote down the address from the poster and next week there we were. Two worn out drug addicts sitting in that cosy dance school and waiting for the answers. We didn’t know what to expect. We were seekers, we sought for the Answer, but our way of seeking brought us only destruction and misery. We didn’t really expect any miracle to happen, but we silently hoped for it with all our hearts. And it happened. It wasn’t an explosion of positive energy. We didn’t see the light and we didn’t feel like flying. But it was exactly that subtleness that struck us. The love and dedication of these people trying to make us feel at home. Their efforts while "working" on us to let us feel what they called the vibrations. The joy we felt when the vibrations came, a very tiny feeling in our hand palms, a soothing breeze. The voice of Shri Mataji on the video tape saying that there is light in each of us and that the age of love and enlightenment is dawning. Everything was right.
It was like all the answers and all the questions were forgotten, and the only answer we wanted was: how to keep this awareness? That was the day we gave up drugs mentally. We both knew we were stopping. Now it was only the question of clearing the body, which was not a simple task, but the biggest step was made. We knew we found the Way. So we kept coming on this meditations. It was our weekly spiritual bath. We could wash off all the dirt we collected during passed days and we were going home every time amazed by the effects of a collective meditation.
Very soon we started meditating daily at home. A couple of months later, after a decade of intensive drug abuse, we gave up all our addictions. Half a year later Shri Mataji visited Amsterdam. In a big congress hall, on a beautifully decorated chair, She sat talking to a group of a little thousand seekers. She talked about the Love, about the Truth, about how we, the humans, have the choice to make a difference, to become angels and saints. She said, all we have to do is to desire it with all our hearts and it will work out. A nd we desired… From here onwards our lives took a different swing.
Few months later we moved to the Sahaja Yoga ashram in Amsterdam. Our life situation has improved in all aspects. We were blessed with a beautiful son. We were healthy, happy and enjoying every moment. We got good jobs. Another son arrived. We spent few most amazing years living together with the big family of Sahaja yogis. And the most special of all, we grew spiritually into this miracle called Sahaja Yoga. Now, few years later, we live in our own apartment and together with three other Sahaja Yoga families we are looking for a big house to live collectively again. Because we know: we want to do this together, for the rest of our lives… Mohan & Mukta (c) 2001