A firsthand account of the early days of
3HO, the Healthy, Happy, Holy Organization

According to Mukhia Singh Sahib Hari Jiwan Singh Khalsa

Mukhia Singh Sahib Hari Jiwan Singh Khalsa

with wife, Sardarni Sahiba Sat Bachan Kaur Khalsa

 Siri Singh Sahib, left, with Hari Jiwan Singh        Hari Jiwan Singh, left, with Yogi Bhajan

Yogi Bhajan, Early 3HO Stories

Sat Nam, Dear Family! As the holiday season reminds us of giving, a story pops into my mind. When traveling to India with the Siri Singh Sahib, aka Yogi Bhajan, many things were quite evident. The clearest one was that my suburban background did not prepare me adequately for India’s unique experience.

When we were in Delhi, we would often frequent some of his old hangouts. The first one on his list was Gaylord’s Restaurant in Connaught Place. One day as we were leaving the restaurant, a begging family approached. Please understand many of these people are professional beggars, and their routines are not done out of desperation. Nevertheless, they beg for money as many in India do.

I turned to Yogi Bhajan and asked him “Sir, do I need to give to all these who ask for money?” He replied, “No, son, you don’t. But I do.” After hearing that, I just reached in my pocket and began the blessed and endless journey of learning how to give to those who ask.

Stay Tuned.

In the Humility of Service and Gratitude,
MSS Hari Jiwan Singh Khalsa
Chief of Protocol
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Yogi Bhajan, Punjabi Cultural Habit

Sat Nam, Dear Family! Today I remembered something that made me smile about my days with the Siri Singh Sahib, aka Yogi Bhajan. When we were in LA, I would pick him up at Dr. Allen’s house, where he lived, and we would journey off to Beverly Hills for lunch at La Scala. Afterwards, we would either go to a movie, or walk down Beverly Drive to visit various shops. Many times as we walked down the street, he would grab my hand and hold it tightly. This is a typical Punjabi cultural habit, but I must admit, although I love my teacher with all my heart, I never felt comfortable holding hands with him as we walked down Beverly Drive. It tested my self-confidence and self-image, and back in those days, I was never able to go beyond the embarrassment. It’s funny how time brings a different perspective on this sort of thing. A lot has happened since then, and I only wish he were present today so I could show him my honor in once more grabbing his hand.

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In the Humility of Service and Gratitude,
MSS Hari Jiwan Singh Khalsa
Chief of Protocol
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Yogi Bhajan, Swamis, Yogis and Rishis

Sat Nam, Dear Family! Back in the early days of our Dharma, around 40 years ago (it’s hard to believe that it’s been that long), the Siri Singh Sahib, aka Yogi Bhajan entertained a special guest. This swami (Swami Satchitananda)* wasn’t just another swami; he was well credentialed, well titled, well honored, and well respected throughout India. Not just the public recognized him, but well-established schools of spirituality respected him as well. He had status.

Swami Satchidananda

Many swamis, yogis and rishis came to America in the 60’s and 70’s. The youth of this country was looking for some truth to this universe, which didn’t compromise intelligence. Americans were wide open for another way of thinking, which promised to answer this question. So, the flood of teachers, want-to-be teachers, exploiters, innocents you name it, came from India to audition to fill this gap. Since we Americans knew nothing about Eastern Philosophy, whatever was presented couldn’t be challenged. This was and is great if what is being taught is real. Finding a real Teacher was, again, a karma thing. Of course, that’s the kicker.

Yes, some came with just an exploiting nature, but most came with good intent. Temptations in America proved to be too much for many of them. It became a tragedy for those students left in the wake of those teachers who didn’t match up to their rhetoric. Those students who had to pay the price for this duplicity were left still wondering what happened. They were left confused and developed a deep distrust for the truth beyond the teacher. Many movements have gone by the wayside; some maintain; and a few flourish. This is the way it’s supposed to be. Naturally, this is why I’m so grateful to be a part of our Dharma. We continue to flourish and that says a lot. We have good karma with just identifying with this Dharma and we won’t let it go to waste.

It was a crisp day in February in Los Angeles. I entered the Estate where this important swami was staying. One of the secretaries greeted me at the front hall as I took my shoes off and placed them in the closet opposite the front door. “Where’s the Siri Singh Sahib?” I asked her. “He’s in the back sunroom with Swami ji, just go on back?” I did.

I was totally unprepared for what I saw. Our Master was giving a foot massage to Swami ji. “What’s this,” I remember thinking to myself. “How can my Teacher, in whom I’ve put all my trust, who I believe has a direct link to God, be acting like a student? He’s the Master! “

I constantly reminded myself to not judge what I thought about my Teacher. This was my saving grace. On this occasion, I reminded myself to file this instance away so it could be understood when I was able to do so. This much I knew, I wasn’t’ capable of understanding it on this day. I was determined to not be freaked out by anything and just keep up doing my duty. Occasions like this one challenged this commitment. “Am I really following the Teacher I think I am?” Please remember, this was many years ago when my mind was not as committed as I was. I had to deal with my monkey-mind a lot. But at the time, thank God, I was determined not to let this question haunt me. I believed that time would satisfy this question without my mind getting in the way: it did and it continues to do so. The blessing of this way of thinking is that removes any doubt from the psyche. I was ‘all in,’ no matter what I saw. I am just so grateful to everyone concerned from my birth parents to my Teacher, to my Guru that I found the right thing in which to be obedient and unwavering. It’s been the blessing of my life.

Whenever a situation occurred involving our Master, which I didn’t understand (and, there were many), I knew where to go to begin looking for the solution. The Teachings of Sikh Dharma are found in the Siri Guru Granth Sahib and are exemplified in the lives of the Gurus. All else is interpretation. The reason we have a true Teacher is because our Master lived these Teachings. He made it easy to understand his actions. Yes, many times his actions were different from ours, but that’s why he’s the Teacher.

Guru Ram Das, the fourth Sikh Guru, was the ‘patron saint’ of our Master. Everything he possessed, everything he learned, and everything he taught was through the grace of Guru Ram Das. He totally believed this. He believed this because he had dedicated his life to serve the will of the Guru. I believe this because of how the Guru protected and provided for him beyond comprehension. He would tell you that he and the Guru are one, and he’d totally mean it. And, after being with him on a daily basis for over three decades, I believe it too.

Now, one of the famous stories about Guru Ram Das was of his humility. To make a long story short, the Guru lived in a palace. Often in the evening when the court had gone to sleep, he would secret down to the temple dressed as a commoner. There he would sit at the temple gate and wash the feet of all visitors with his long beard before they entered the temple. Naturally, the next day, when they had an audience with the Guru in his full regalia, they were shocked to see he was the same commoner who had washed their feet the previous night.

I came to realize that our Master was acting with the same humility as his Guru in massaging Swami ji’s feet. I began to feel warm all over for now understanding a situation, which I could have totally misjudged if I had allowed myself.

The visiting Swami ji wasn’t just an ordinary guy. He was well educated in the realm of spirituality. He knew true humility and faith when he saw it. Yes, it can be faked, but only for a while. Swami ji was trained to know the difference. Swami ji’s recognition of who our Master was spread throughout India. This was easier for Swami ji than it would have been for other swami’s because he was a universal Hindu. This means that he understood that consciousness comes in many different forms and from many different religions. In other words, you didn’t have to be a Brahman, a Hindu of high caste, to be saintly. Now, monasteries, schools of philosophy, Ashrams, you name it, became aware of the Siri Singh Sahib, aka Yogi Bhajan, a true Master in the West. Because of this recognition, our community and our Teacher became a ‘must see’ stop for any traveling Indian person of importance: holy men, politicians, businessmen, etc. For a few years we were quite busy. Guru Ram Das has a plan and if we just get out of the way we can see it.

I came to further realize that our Master acted differently in different situations. For example, he would listen to his students, in fact, he would solicit opinions, but he wouldn’t just act on them. However, if he were asked to do something by a neighbor, he would jump to it under the guise of the Sikh good neighbor policy. He would go to any lengths to create a good relationship with neighbors. He acted in accordance with the protocol of the occasion and his actions may be contradictory from one situation to another. That’s our problem to figure out, not ours to judge. It was always fascinating to see and figure out. Life was never boring around the Master.

Stay Tuned.

In the Humility of Service and Gratitude,
MSS Hari Jiwan Singh Khalsa
Chief of Protocol
Sikh Dharma

*Swami Satchidananda Saraswati, born as C. K. Ramaswamy Gounder, was an Indian religious teacher, spiritual master and yoga adept, who gained fame and following in the West.
b. December 22, 1914 - d. August 19, 2002

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Yogi Bhajan, Three Great Teachers

Hari Jiwan Singh and Siri Singh Sahib ji

Sat Nam, Dear Family! I’ve had three great teachers in my life: my birth father, the Siri Singh Sahib, and Guru Ram Das. Many times the lessons they all taught me were the same. Let me give you an example.
There is a tradition, a teaching, in Judaism, which is to be followed when a parent passes away. It’s called saying Kadish, a prayer for a loved one. When my grandfather passed away, my father followed the teachings and attended shul (temple) early every morning to pay homage to this teaching. This procedure lasts for eleven months. It’s quite a commitment. Close to when my father’s duty was to expire I said to him, “I’m sure you’ll be glad when this duty is done, I know how it has interfered with the discipline of your personal routine”.

“It’s funny.” he responded. “At first it was a problem. I had to rearrange my whole schedule. After a while my duty became my routine. Then, about a month ago, I really started to enjoy the experience. I’m going to miss being with the congregation every morning. I really enjoy sharing the experience with all the new friends I’ve made. Going there makes me feel much better about myself.” Well, that’s not the answer I expected, but it’s stayed with me for over half a century.

“Know you’re covered. Know that life flows. Know that you’re content. Know that you’re carried because you’re doing what Guru Ram Das says is necessary to receive his blessings.” It was a warm September night in Granada, Spain in 1989. We were staying at a government run small hotel. There were many of these hotels that were projected to be of great quality. They were located all over the country especially in heavy tourist areas. They were right. My room had famous Spanish lace everywhere, beautifully hand carved furniture, local marble floors and bathroom sink, etc. I never let my gender get in the way of my appreciation of graceful things and my room qualified. The hotel was a very pleasant surprise.

We were on our way to Barcelona in the northern part of the country where the Siri Singh Sahib was to teach a meditation class. Granada is in the far southern part of Spain. It’s two different worlds. Granada still has a lot of Moorish influence. The great palace, Alhambra, is one of the examples of the highest art of its time. Granada was definitely worth the unusual side journey the Master took us on. The few days we spent there were very special. I will still remember them.

We went from the lovely Inn to the great Alhambra. The energy of the Moor Empire was still present. The Emirs of this empire had left a legacy with the creation of this great palace. They couldn’t take it with them so hereit was for us all to enjoy. The Master bathed in the magnificent energy of this royal architectural residence.

From Alhambra we went to eat. From dinner we went to a flamenco dance. The flamenco club looked like it was made for tourists, and it probably was, but the dancers were authentic. They stomped and strutted around and that included the woman as well. As a matter of fact, that’s one of the reasons we went. He appreciated the power of the women in this culture. The women of this culture are strong. Our Master appreciated this nature.

While we were eating, the Master continued what he was saying, “The way to do what Guru Ram Das wants is simple: hang out with Guru’s Sangat. No matter how bad you think you are, just keep hanging out with Guru’s Sangat. And, where do you find Guru’s Sangat? Hum.”

He loved asking questions like this.

“Those who do Sadhana,” I quickly answered.

“No,” he said with a cute smug tone.

Someone else in our group answered, “Guru’s Sangat can be found in your heart.”

That’s nice, but it’s not the correct answer.”

Now, he was going to give us his answer.

“Guru’s Sangat is found in the Gurdwara. Relate to the Gurdwara. Serve the Gurdwara. Mix with the people who join you in the Gurdwara. See what happens to your life. It’s beyond your belief. And that’s the blessing; you are propelled beyond your wildest dreams.”

See, I told you Granada was memorable.

Recently, I heard a Hukam by Guru Ram Das where he longs for the Lord. “I have been re-united with my Creator Lord. I was separated for such a long time. I am a sinner…; my intellect is useless; I am worthless; I am filthy and polluted. My demerits are numerous. I have sinned so many times over and over.”

He goes on, but you get the idea. He has been saved in spite of himself. He, Guru ji, goes on to tell us how his blessing of merger came about, “I was rolling around in the dirt and no one cared for me at all. In the company of the Guru, the true Guru, the Guru Sangat, I, the worm, have been raised up and exalted, blessed. All my sorrows and troubles have come to an end.” (Siri Guru Granth Sahib: || 4 || 5 || 11 || 49 || Page 167)

Hmmm, sounds a lot like what the Master said in Granada and my father said in St. Louis – hang out with the congregation of temple. Now I get it. The Master was teaching the Guru’s way in a way we could hear it – in Western language. The more I see this, the more I see that the Master and the Guru were one. By that I mean that he had been blessed by the Guru and he knew the secret to this great advantage. All my teachers, my birth father, the Master, and the Guru say the same thing: be with Guru’s Sangat. This will work for you when you don’t or can’t work for yourself.

The next day was spent uneventfully. I sort of remember it, but it’s not worth searching my brain about. Then off to Barcelona as if nothing happened, as if it were just a surreal adventure. But, it wasn’t. It has stayed with me all these years. This journey taught me that what I thought about anything wouldn’t be held against me if I hang out with the Guru’s Sangat. At some point, and I can’t be the judge of how long it takes, at some point the association with the Guru’s Sangat, this pivotal relationship, will change your life no matter what baggage you come with. I’ve experienced this and verify the Teachings as true. Life seems easier when there’s truthful harmony with all your teachers – no change is necessary, just obedience.

My advice, hang out with Guru’s Sangat.

Stay Tuned.

In the Humility of Service and Gratitude,
MSS Hari Jiwan Singh Khalsa
Chief of Protocol
Sikh Dharma

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Yogi Bhajan, Misunderstanding Release in the Northeast


Sat Nam, Dear Family! In 1974 there was a publication distributed through our organization called Beads of Truth. It was a mimeographed monthly publication stapled together with a colored front page usually with some sort of psychedelic artwork on the front. This booklet was the way those of us in the boondocks kept abreast of what was going on in Los Angeles, the home of the Siri Singh Sahib, aka Yogi Bhajan. Our Dharma was only a few years old at the time and students were much different than they are today. Straight out of the “hippy” movement, most were still weighted by this association. But, make no mistake about it, enthusiasm abounded and made up for a lack of experience in the Dharma. It was an exciting time. It was a time to change ourselves and change the world, save ourselves and save the world. Hope was real.

Seva, selfless service, was the byword. Devotion was required. The Ashram experience meant sacrifice and this was a prerequisite. Competition for the Master’s recognition was everywhere. It was widely held, and rightly so, that the Master’s attention meant that the student was doing something right. Since knowledge of Dharmic requirements was at a minimum at this early time, service was the easiest way to grow without miss stepping. Our Dharma was expanding quickly and elementary education was constantly essential. Education as to what to serve and how to serve was fundamental. Beads of Truth offered this education tool. It included lectures by the Master, articles by Ashram leaders, vegetarian recipes, and Kundalini yoga sets, it was a cultural encyclopedia for many of us who were not as closely connected. Please remember, back then there was no Internet, no tapes (let alone DVDs) to pop into a T.V., no cell phones. In fact, a long distance phone call was a big expense. This publication was, literally, a Godsend.

I remember reading an article by an Ashram director from the northeast. I was amazed. The article was full of wisdom, insight, knowledge, and consciousness. I remember wondering how this teacher knew all this. After all, he was younger than I. It reminded me of when I began studying English literature. What was written had a deeper meaning. In order to truly understand great English literature, a knowledge of the Bible (both Old and New Testaments) was requisite. I intuited, and accurately, that yoga and Sikh Dharma had given this teacher the same allegorical ability. Just as English literature had motivated me to learn more about the referenced source, the Bible, this article inspired me to do more yoga and study more about Sikh Dharma. I wanted to know what this teacher knew. In fact, I wanted to know more – that’s my competitive nature. Therefore, this article has had an enormous influence on my life.

Skip ahead ten years. In 1983 the Master asked me to meet him in Montreal where he was to teach a meditation class the following week. Why didn’t I just go with him as we were both in Los Angeles? He asked me to go first to a city in the northeast before he left, talk to the teacher there, and then proceed on to Canada to join him. The teacher I was to meet with was the same one who had written the article I had so appreciated a decade previously. Wouldn’t you know it, there’s really no such thing as coincidence. The universe has a plan and karma is karma.

I knew this teacher in a peripheral way as we both attended Khalsa Council, Solstice, and other Dharmic events together. We never socialized or communicated in a meaningful way, just “hello, how are you” and “good to see you.” Now I was being sent to counsel this gentleman as he was talking about leaving the Dharma. I had no idea what I was going to say to him as my image of him was well settled by the article he wrote. I wondered why the Master would send me to talk to a man of this caliber. Nevertheless, I did as I was instructed.

I arrived on a cold and windy day in March. The director picked me up at the airport. The journey to the Ashram was mannerful, but uncomfortably forced. As hard as it is for me to do, I kept my mouth shut about substantive issues and just talked about innocuous things like the forthcoming baseball season, the weather, and so on. That evening, he began to open up. I didn’t have to do a thing, just listen, “Why do I have to get up so early and lead a bunch of unappreciative students in Sadhana? I can spend the time more effectively by working on myself. My wife is tired of this routine. I have to be sensitive to her needs, don’t I? I came, I’ve learned, now it’s time to move on. There’s no need to look so different. I can do more good blending in.” Oh, oh I thought to myself. Is this the same guy that I remember, the guy that I so enjoyed reading? It doesn’t sound like it is.

I retorted with rhetoric, which he had written about ten years earlier. It had no effect. His mind was made up. As I was rebutting his comments, and in the middle of one of my self-admired soliloquies, I had one of those “ah ha” moments. I realized that the Master had sent me there to learn, not really to teach. And, learn I did: nothing is ever set; consciousness can go as quickly as it can come; keep up no matter what; don’t let circumstances affect consciousness; excuses are self-abuses; rationale is not truth; obedience to the Teachings is the answer. This gentleman whom I had so respected was no longer held with any repute. I saw the difference and I was so grateful. Had God made his departure a sacrifice for my elevation? I didn’t know, but I treated it in that manner and was compassionate to him for his final teaching. I’ve never forgotten this great lesson.

I arrived in Montreal the next evening were the Master was waiting, “Well, son, how did it go.” “As expected,” I answered. “Thank you for the opportunity to remind myself that life is a process of perpetual endurance.”

Stay Tuned.

In the Humility of Service and Gratitude,
MSS Hari Jiwan Singh Khalsa
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Yogi Bhajan, Spiritual Student’s Best Dream

Sat Nam, Dear Family! Business meetings were held at any time necessary. Sometimes they were at midnight, sometimes later. They were held whenever the Siri Singh Sahib commanded. After all, he wasn’t just the Siri Singh Sahib, aka Yogi Bhajan, the highest Sikh office; he was also the CMO, Chief Management Authority, the titular head of all the organizations for-profit businesses. In other words, he was the CEO (Chief Executive Officer), CFO (Chief Financial Officer), COO (Chief Operating Officer) and the total Board of Directors all rolled up in one, him. This was not a democratic organization. It would be a democracy freaks worst nightmare; it was a spiritual student’s best dream. Spiritual advancement doesn’t come without surrender. It may be to a teacher, it may be to a teaching, or it may be to just habit (inertia sucks). But, surrender we must. So, our surrender to our Master was our choice as we did so in hope that we could change for the better. We had picked a Teacher who had been blessed to teach the truth and a teacher who was living the teachings he taught.

The living room was crowded on this early March evening. The Master and I had just arrived from our usual outing, albeit a bit earlier than usual. I normally left before most important meetings. My probing, challenging nature (that’s saying it mildly) was usually too much for everyone. However, on this evening he asked me to stay. That usually meant that there was something he wanted me to say, or he wanted me to see. I knew the odds were heavily in favor of his teaching and not my saying. Such was the case on this evening.

This late afternoon meeting drew a crowd. Several of the Master’s secretaries as well as business managers and supervisors were on hand. The whole nine yards was brought in to gather as much support as possible. The Master was being bombarded with all minds in the same direction. This group felt that they would surely have a major impact on the Master and now he’d have to listen to reason. Maybe they thought that because he was Indian and didn’t fully understand how things work in America? This was the usual thinking. Anyway, for some reason, he didn’t understand that some things had to change.

One of the leaders in the group began to speak about an employee in one of our businesses, “She’s making mistake after mistake sir and she won’t listen. I’ve talked to her time and time again about what she needs to do. And, I’m not the only one; she refuses to listen or even try to change. What can we do, she’s costing the business a lot of efficiency and money. We can’t afford to keep going on like this. I’m sorry to say it, but she must be fired and we’re all in agreement about it. Sir, she must go.”

“Yes, you’re right. She isn’t working properly. And, I know you’ve exhausted many methods of motivating her as well. How long has she been with us?” "About twelve years,” someone answered. “Twelve years,” the Master responded knowing his question was rhetorical. “Doesn’t twelve years earn some good credit? In those twelve years she’s cleaned my room, ironed my robes, regularly served food in Langar, and read from the Guru at all hours of the night whenever a spot needed to be filled. The only question for me is whether she’s just going through a tough time and just needs more time, or whether we need to act in some other manner and move her around to help her grow. Remember what we already understand: we don’t give up on people just because they don’t make us feel good.”

“Yes, sir, but…” she continued. “Decho,” he broke in, this means “listen” in Punjabi. “I’ve heard it before, otherwise I’d let you finish. I’ve heard this complaint many times. We don’t play by the same rules as most. We are not ordinary, we are special. Not that we feel special about being special, but in a humble way we are special in our service to our God, or Guru. It’s in Their will that we represent Them in a special way, not mine or yours. This concept is non-negotiable. In this case, as in all cases, our thoughts and actions will always be led by compassion. Compassion is one of the values, which make us special. Do I make myself clear?” No one answered, but there was no doubt that he made himself clear.

There was not a hint of a normal amount of humor or face-saving demeanor on his face, which was usually evident and would lighten up a tense situation when he was making a point. So when he got to this point, we all knew that negotiation was out of the question. The CMA had spoken clearly. We all knew that his will must… and would be honored. That’s what we really wanted as we knew we wanted to be better than ourselves and the CMA was our ultimate business guide. He implemented the values of the Siri Singh Sahib into the business models. “We build people as well as a Dharma and businesses,” he often said. “For us, there is no Dharma or businesses unless we build our people in that direction as well.” No one said it was going to be easy. This was one of those times. Just do what he says in spite of what you believe. Great credit goes to this whole group as they listened and followed the CMA’s direction. “Now, this meeting is over,” he said. Everyone was excused and they proceeded back to their respective workplaces.

The Master requested that the woman in question present herself. Fifteen minutes later she arrived. I stayed. I was allowed. I knew that that meant for me to just listen and keep my mouth shut. I could do that. “I’m covering you again,” he began. He was straight to the point. “Why do you want me to suffer to have to prove my love? Haven’t I passed your test many times? You keep hurting me for no reason, I’m here for you. Please don’t make me show it by doing what’s best for you in a manner you won’t like, by transferring you to another position. I’d rather you like life and do the best work as well. That means doing what’s being required of you. Otherwise, I’ll never abandon you, but you’ll force me to do what will be uncomfortable for both of us, and that’s not where we want to live. Is it?”

The woman’s jaw almost dropped to her neck as his words finally hit home and were understood, “No sir, I really don’t want to hurt you. I love you; you’ve given me my life back and always supported me in the process. I get it. I’ll just get to work if you’ll excuse me; I have a lot to catch up on.” He had used her guilt nature against herself for her own betterment, and, all the time, displaying the compassion of a true leader, a CMA, and the compassion of a true Master, the Siri Singh Sahib. He really knew how to teach each one of us.

Everyone ended up happy. Things changed and the issue was resolved favorably on both ends. Not all instances end so happily, but when one does get resolved so perfectly like this one, it’s wise to remember it once and a while. I was in awe of the lesson, which unfolded before my eyes. I remember thinking “Why do I ever doubt this man? How stupid am I.” Thank God for this experience and similar ones, which reminded me once again of who he is and who I am, and what I need to do better: more and more compassion is what’s required… no matter what.

Stay Tuned.

In the Humility of Service and Gratitude,
MSS Hari Jiwan Singh Khalsa
Chief of Protocol
Sikh Dharma

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Yogi Bhajan, Back To Business

Sat Nam, Dear Family! Life wasn’t always a preverbal “bowl of cherries” or a “bed of roses” while living with the Siri Singh Sahib, aka Yogi Bhajan. In 1994 the Master commanded me back into my business. I had been removed for several years and, when I say removed, I mean removed. He moved me out of my home in L.A. in 1991 and into a trailer on the ranch in New Mexico. Anyone who talked to me about my business was fined. Some did have to pay for this transgression, so he wasn’t kidding. Therefore, no one talked to me about the business. Oh, I heard some things, but not first hand.

I was conflicted: I believed that when I left my business, the business would have trouble; on the other hand, I wanted to believe that things would be taken care of if I just followed the Master’s direction. My faith needed strengthening. He had given me the direction to leave the business, period. No questions asked. It was tough. This business funded much of the Master’s expenses as well as mine. I heard how things were being run and it wasn’t the way I taught the new management to operate. What’s new?

I wanted to believe that things would work out in spite of my judgment. These negative rumors were a great challenge to keeping my attitude positive. Needless to say, I complained. Needless to say, the Master didn’t react. His non-reaction was of tremendous help in modeling how this type of negativity should be handled. After all, he had a lot of “skin in this game” as well.

Yes, he was really into my life. I let him in. That’s all that was necessary. He came as far into your life as you let him. That’s why I came. I wanted a student/teacher relationship like I had read about in all the classic yogic literature. I had given up my life to follow him and I didn’t want to let him or me down. I totally understood that he was telling me to relax, calm down; the answer to the rumors will be taken care in due time and in the Guru's way, and on His time. “Don’t worry, everything will be taken care of in spite of these rumors” was the mantra to practice.

The Master was telling me that, now, my faith must be real. I must relax and believe that in spite of my interpretation of what must be done, everything will come out perfectly. No need to fret. Well, that’s easier said than done. Doubt haunts faith; it’s really just a test. Just have faith in spite of doubt…that is the state of mind that is required. Now do you see why life wasn’t always a bowl of cherries? I, now, needed to trust totally in my teacher, my Guru, my God. My business was at stake, my faith was at risk, and my relationship was being tested.

Finally, we get to the purpose of this story: How to develop real faith by wiping out any doubt. This is where a teacher like our Master is of great help. This is where a true teacher helps the student to live the teachings. Out of the blue, one day he said, “Go way outside yourself to be able to go deep within.” I remember it like yesterday. We were walking around the ranch one May evening. He regularly walked around the ranch to check on how things were progressing as there were many improvements being made at this time. His statement has been one of the great blessings in my life. Normally, when he would make statements like this one, it took me a while to figure out what he meant. Not this time. I understood on the spot and it allowed me to conquer part of myself in a way I otherwise wouldn’t have even known needed conquering. Please, let me explain.

Our Master was telling me to go outside myself. I knew what he meant: Look at things neutrally. That’s the proper perspective. That’s where good decisions are verified. I began to view myself neutrally from the outside rather than defend who I was from my limited view inside. I began to see what I needed to change. I reviewed my opinion of how I was reacting to these rumors. I then understood why I must change my view as it was not the most balanced one. The Master’s statement had given me the key to unlock a door, which I didn’t even know existed. From my new view from outside myself, there existed a world in which there is no need to react, especially to just rumors. Outside myself, I was able to go deep inside myself to be able to see what needed to change in me rather than be defended by me. The Master was beautifully reminding me that I should have no choice, and that leads to real faith.

So, I realized that I had no choice. I can’t afford to give myself a choice. It all started with letting the business go. Like the song says, “be happy, don’t worry.” I had no choice; I must let it go, and I did. I was able to do this because of the help I received. I know I couldn’t have done it myself and I have no problem understanding the great blessing, the great help, my teacher bestowed upon me. This was an unusual method for him. Not unique, but rare. He normally let me figure out things for myself. I did this by his example, not necessarily at his command. He knew that to teach me by command was against my rebellious nature, so he used direct command sparingly on me. I knew that when he did it was to my great advantage. This was such a situation. I love him more and more every time I remind myself of this occurrence.

In nearly forty years of practice, I’ve only learned one elementary thing: just follow the teachings and everything will be great. Oh yea, and, practice non-cheating. That’s what I’ve learned. I’m very happy with what I’ve learned. It’s really pretty simple. Get out of my own way. The teachings say to be faithful. Believe that your teacher and your Guru will take care of things, because it’s true. Know that you’re marked, your destiny is covered. When you truly believe this, life actually becomes a “bowl of cherries.”

Eventually, I learned that the rumor were true. The business was in trouble. The Master sent me back into the business to regenerate it in my way. It had been my test to surrender to my Teacher’s will when he had me leave the business. With great help, I was able to turn the business around. That’s a story for another time. The business began to prosper again. In fact, prosper greater than before. I knew why – faith had carried us to this point. The Master was right again, just relax and keep up in practicing the teachings in being faithful. Everything was taken care of, but not on my time schedule. That’s the trick. Remember, it’s up to the Guru, not to you or me, as to when it’s time. Also, the results that we think need to happen are just a tiny fraction of what the vast possibilities our Teacher, our Guru and our God have in mind. Just keep up having faith.

As time goes on, there will be many writers who will claim to understand the Master and some will be right, at least in some aspects. That’s the way it always is. I make no claims; I humbly share my experience with, and of him, for your review. It’s my blessing to do so. I am not advocating who hears, or not. That is up to their destiny. I’m very neutral about who the Guru chooses. Actually it’s more fun that way. The Guru has much greater plans for you than you have for yourself. So, relax and have faith.

Stay Tuned.

In the Humility of Service and Gratitude,
MSS Hari Jiwan Singh Khalsa
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Yogi Bhajan, Don’t worry

Left photo, Hari Jiwan Singh and Siri Singh Sahib ji
Right photo, Hari Jiwan Singh, FBI Director William Webster, and Siri Singh Sahib ji

Sat Nam, Dear Family! I used to wonder what it would be like to see and experience things as the Siri Singh Sahib, aka Yogi Bhajan, did, at least for a day. In other words, what would it be like to be him and experience the world through his perception, his reality, and his wisdom. I was striving for a place where, like the Master’s reality, there is no doubt; where surrender is experienced; where trust is established between myself and my Guru; where life is a flow and all the inequities that life presents are understood and no longer judged. I learned that this experience is bestowed only through God’s grace. It’s not a day trip. It’s a lifelong pursuit. Nevertheless, to view things like the Master has been a great motivation in my life.

The pursuit of this goal for me was like being a child once more: there was and is a need to follow the rules. And, like as a child, there is a doubt if this surrender is worth it. DO the rules really take me where I want to go? Additionally, when I learned that to be doubtful was O.K. too, doubt was no longer misunderstood. Doubt is just another test, albeit, one that I’ve already overcome many times (at least from my perspective, limited as it may have been), but it kept haunting me as if to test my commitment to see if it was perpetual. In the meantime, it’s just damn irritating.

I wondered, how often do I have to prove myself? Well, the answer was and still is that I’ll never prove myself fully. If I allow myself to ever think that I’m done, I’m doomed. Of that I am sure. So, I understood that doubt was easy to deal with when it rears its ugly head by reminding myself that doubt is just another test. Remembering this is was the key. When I did, I was no longer subject to doubt’s doubt. I didn’t have to beat myself up about being doubtful so long as I recognize it when I’m in doubt. The test is: there must be no doubt in surrender to have a glimpse into the Master’s world. Just keep up practicing. The more doubt I put aside, the more of the Master’s world I experience.

So, I got to the place where I knew that there must be no doubt in what I do, or, at least, less and less. Of course, knowing this and believing it are not necessarily the same Doubt is a worthy opponent and takes a lot of focus to conquer. And, here’s the best part, it’s better to just avoid it if at all possible. Doubt is a real downer. Move on to something more fun like surrendering without doubt. Or, at least practice thinking like this. It’s worth it.

The Master had a problem. In 1980 , three or four students had shown up in Los Angeles simultaneously at his request. It was his job to provide jobs to carry and cover the expenses of these new students. I got a call one morning: “Hari Jiwan…can you please hire these four people to work in your office?” “Well sir,” I said, “you know that we are going through a difficult period and it has been problematic to just keep everything afloat just as things are.” “Yeah, yeah yeah I know son, ” he said...” Don’t worry. Everything will be taken care of.”

Through all my internal doubt and protestation, I did as I was told and followed the rules. I lived on his faith. And guess what? Everything turned out perfectly. Through some grace in the universe, the business quickly turned around and everything was covered. I remember thinking to myself, “Oh if I could only do this myself.” Well, that is what life is about…living in faith. This is what’s necessary to experience life as the Master did.

I practiced remembering what I needed to remember. This remembrance allowed me to accept that I wasn’t perfect in my practice, that I had doubt about my ability. And, that was O.K. too. What I needed to remember was that not being perfect was not a hindrance to my journey. I will never be perfect. Only God is perfect. That doesn’t mean that I don’t continue to practice being perfect. At least I’m imperfect in a perfect world, God’s world. That’s not such a bad thing. That’s what I needed to remember and that’s what I remembered. That way of thinking saved my butt. That way of thinking elevated me. That way of thinking blessed me; that way of thinking allowed me to begin to glimpse at what the Master sees. I was right all along; he’s led me in the right direction. Of that I know.

Seeing through the Master’s eyes comes without doubt. It is based on true faith. What a glorious position. Our Master’s view stretches unto Infinity. The Master’s view unto Infinity is a place where life is lived in reverse. The end is known. A place of understanding that everything is taken care of, so just relax, have no doubt. Your surrender to the Guru guarantees that everything is O.K., just deal with everything consciously and appropriately in the meantime. Enjoy the game of life. A life without doubt is really a fun game, therefore, life is fun.

Stay Tuned.

In the Humility of Service and Gratitude,
MSS Hari Jiwan Singh Khalsa
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Yogi Bhajan, The Sound (and grace) of Silence

Sat Nam, Dear Family! On a warn May evening in 1988, a student began telling a very funny joke that he had heard in a recent movie. The joke was rather long; nevertheless, it was quite funny. We were seated in a restaurant down the street from the Ashram in L.A., which we frequented regularly for dinner. The evenings were often open for the Sangat to join us and share time with the Master. He was available. This enabled him to enjoy different venues as well.

As the student proceeded with the joke, there were several openings to laugh. It was funny. The Master joined in and seemed to really be enjoying himself. He laughed with us and, even at points where we didn’t.

Here’s the kicker, the Master had heard the same story from another student the day before - I know, I was there. He didn’t act like an American and cut the joke teller off by blurting out the punch line or saying, “I’ve heard that before.” He patiently listened, he even joined in, he enjoyed the joke again, and he displayed the ultimate grace which no one could see except a couple of us who were with him the previous day.

I saw this same scene played out many times over my thirty years with him. Often, he would listen patiently when a student or guest would repeat something he already knew. The other person would never know he or she was repeating something. He always acted like it was his first time hearing the same story. His eyes still held the same depth of interest and love. No one could listen like he did.

In this instance, he allowed the student to express, share and give. His way of giving to the Master was in sharing the funny joke from a movie experience. What’s wrong with that? Nothing, that’s what! People give in all sorts of way. The Master’s duty was to allow all to give in the multitudes of ways that people give. He extended this same courtesy of openness to all. He loved all, rich and poor, strong and weak, funny and not so funny - all.

The dome at the ranch where the Master slept was filled with many treasures. Most of these were gifts; from swords to statutes; paintings to tiny carvings, you name it. On one wall displayed in prominence was a row of racks displaying many small gifts that he had received over the years. Many are worth practically nothing, but, to the Master, they were as priceless as the other more expensive pieces also on display. They were all given with love, reverence and devotion. The Master was an equal opportunity lover.

One time when I was into watches, in my hubris, I refused to look at a stainless steel watch which was being offered to us. I only wanted to wear gold watches, and only 18K at that. He rarely criticized me, but he subtly let me know on this occasion that I was limiting myself with my thoroughly lofty view. I never forgot it.

Few of his students have been able to see their gifts on display in his dome. Fewer still were able to recognize his gracefulness on display when they related a story he already knew, otherwise, they wouldn’t have told it. I was blessed to see his subtle gracefulness in action. I write this so that others can experience what I was so fortunate to see. He was the real deal. I saw him in action and I’m lucky to be able to share what I’ve seen.

I’m happy to say, I now sometimes wear stainless steel watches. I’ve learned that everything must be appreciated whether it is watches or people. I’ve learned to respect and love all: watches and people no matter what they’re made of. Every time I visit the dome, I make it a point to go by the small gift display. They remind me more, each time, of the true humility, grace and elevation of the Master. I am eternally grateful.

Stay Tuned.

In the Humility of Service and Gratitude,
MSS Hari Jiwan Singh Khalsa
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Yogi Bhajan, Hate is the Weight of Ill Fate

Sat Nam, Dear Family! “I hate this guy sir. I’ve been married to him for seven years and all he does is criticize me and doesn’t even provide for the family. I want a divorce and you shouldn’t deal with him anymore either.”

“Calm down darling,” the Siri Singh Sahib, aka Yogi Bhajan, countered. “Whatever you decide to do, can you please do it without all this hate.”

On a warm spring afternoon in 1989, we were in a restaurant in Beverly Hills. A lady joined us for lunch. She was mad, “I don’t care what you say; I’m not staying with him, period!”

The Master answered, “O.K., O.K., no one is saying you must. But, your hate will get in the way of good judgment. Just act without vengeance. That’s all I’m asking. Hate is a strong word.”

The Siri Singh Sahib then talked about what his grandfather had told him. He also told us that this wisdom was one of the deep truths he lived by: “Everyone has good in them and everyone has special qualities that can be of great use to others. Find that. Relate to that. Build that. Love that.” Reflecting on this we understand first, there’s absolutely no one we should hate. And second, that everyone has something unique to contribute. If we hate, we hate our self as well. If we can remember that everything is a part of God, what is there to hate, despise, dislike, or even get even with? Hate keeps your mind focused on the wrong things. It attracts more hate as well as being extremely bad for your health. Hate is exclusiveness and we’re an inclusive people.

Think about it. Just one sentence and he changed my life. He gave me the tools to remove hate from my life. This is who the Siri Singh Sahib was and is. In the future much will be written about him from all different angles. That’s the way it always is with important people. Some will agree, some won’t, and some will tell all shades in-between. My duty is to tell everyone now and in the future what I saw and experienced: A man who gave me the opportunity to remove hate from my life is someone special.

The Master was transparent, but, as with all Masters, there were challenges to overcome to be able to see deeper into his transparency. My challenge was to provide for him what he wanted continually. This posture is hard to maintain with consistency over thirty years. The respect is always there, but, it’s true, intimacy does breed contempt. Well, I won’t go so far as to say contempt, but relaxing and taking liberties enter into all students minds. We do default to who we are, not who we want to become.

Let me give you a quick example. Manners in dealing with a true spiritual teacher dictate that as soon as the teacher speaks, everyone else shuts up. Whoever thinks what he has to say is more important than the teacher is full of himself and his ego. I was always aware of this, but, occasionally I would catch myself continuing to talk when the Master spoke up. It didn’t happen often and there’s no excuse for it. Nevertheless, when a student spends as much time as I did with the Master, mistakes like this will be made. Unfortunately, it’s part of the process.

The Master kept up with all of us in spite of our waxing and waning behavior. That’s what a true teacher does. Even if we felt that we didn’t deserve it, he made us feel like we did. He covered and carried this organization in spite of everyone’s (and I do mean everyone’s) whatever. He carried this whole Dharma on his back. He could do this because he, and all he was carrying, was carried on the back of Guru Ram Das.

This was his reality. Otherwise, how do you think all this happened? The Master’s life created the blessings we lived and are living. Yes, we were a part of it and were necessary. But, make no mistake about it, we were the grateful devotees that counted on his lead. The future was full of hope and our faith was rewarded. The Master not only had faith, but was the beneficiary of it. We all lived off his nickel. It’s best to not get confused.

We are nothing without him and I mean this in only the best context. Even if we were to become Gods (it’s a metaphor), we will never forget the blessed man who allowed us the opportunity to become great from nothing. He gave us the tools to become great. To him everyone had greatness in them. Dropping hate is a great step in the direction of greatness. The Master’s teachings through yoga and Sikh Dharma are the ultimate gift. This course is the highest available on the planet today.

I don’t mean that other paths are limited; not at all. All I’m saying is that the path of the Master allows the student to see the grace in all paths, bar none. And here’s the best part, the Master uttered many more sentences that changed my life and show me where excellence lay. Unfortunately, this lady was too full of hate to hear the truth at that time. But like all of us, she had more opportunities to turn it around and grow.

Stay Tuned.

In the Humility of Service and Gratitude,
MSS Hari Jiwan Singh Khalsa
Chief of Protocol
Sikh Dharma

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Yogi Bhajan, So What's New, A President you say?

Sat Nam, Dear Family!

The following is an expanded letter I wrote to one of our readers. I thought I’d share it with you.

Everything in this world is a progression from a lack of consciousness to consciousness. The line graph of various consciousness issues never runs straight up. It’s not God’s way. The process may be anything from frustration all the way to full on elevation and it usually seems to fall initially further into the frustration category. And, that’s all God’s call. All we can do is to keep up doing our sincere duty to elevate ourselves, everyone and everything as well. It’s not our duty to worry about what God does. He does it with or without our consent. It’s also not our duty to judge what is right or wrong as many things which appear wrong turn out to actually be for the best even though we couldn’t see it at the moment. So, what me worry! I don’t think so. Let me give you an example.

In 1953 Earl Warren was selected as the 14th Chief Justice of the Supreme Court by Republican President Dwight Eisenhower. Mr. Warren was a lifelong Republican, a three-time Governor of California, and had even been the running mate as the nominees for Vice President with Tom Dewey in his run for the Presidency in 1948. Then in 1953 conservatives were ecstatic with his selection to be on the Supreme Court and not only that honor but appointed to the highest position as the Chief Justice of this highest court in our land. Things looked good for them...the conservatives that is.

Shortly thereafter, Judge Warren was faced with the famous ‘Brown vs. the Board of Education’ case which outlawed segregation in public schools. This case demonstrated just the beginnings of Mr. Warren’s changing views. He made the court a power center on an equal basis with Congress and the Presidency. He began leading the court in supporting many other issues of fairness such as the landmark Miranda decision which mandated informing defendants in police custody of their rights.

The so called “Warren Court” became so liberal that eventually there were billboards all over the country with the words, “Impeach Earl Warren”! (I’m old enough to remember them.) That’s how much Mr. Warren matched up to his duty to do what was right.

So don’t get me wrong, I’m not advocating that Republicans become Democrats, frankly, I don’t care. What I am looking for in any leader is neutrality, fairness to all Americans, in fact, to all people worldwide. So, let’s not pre-judge or prejudice our projection before it has a chance to manifest. Let’s give our hope, our projection a positive spin. Let’s not get lost in negativity. Our duty is to continue our Prayerful nature and encourage all that is good. God’s in charge and let’s believe in His Fairness no matter how circuitous a route He chooses to take.

I hope this gives you another perspective and calms your mind a bit. Relax! Enjoy God’s play. Take a front row seat.

Stay Tuned.

In the Humility of Service and Gratitude,
MSS Hari Jiwan Singh Khalsa
Chief of Protocol
Sikh Dharma

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Yogi Bhajan, Shrinking Thinking

Sat Nam, Dear Family! “Nothing is good or bad, thinking makes it so.” The Siri Singh Sahib, Yogi Bhajan, said this many times. I wondered about this statement for years. On its face, this statement seems easy to understanding, well it’s not. I wondered, ‘how can something bad not be bad: murder, abuse, you name it, they should always be bad, shouldn’t they? What am I not understanding about this statement? It sounds good, but I don’t get it. I know our beloved teacher is right, but why?’

At first I thought that it had to do with how things are perceived. After all, it’s self-evident that people see (and hear) things differently from the exact same set of circumstances. So, it’s’ how the circumstances are viewed which gives different perspectives. Our teacher must be telling us that neutrality is what is needed. It turns out that this is correct. The more neutrally an occurrence is experienced, the closer to the real truth we stand. But, there are other subtle meanings to this statement as well.

Next, I began to explore the “good and bad” reference in his statement as this part defines what thinking does (or, is it the other way around). If everything is karma and everything is God’s will, then God’s judgment trumps everyone else’s and, thus, there can be no good or bad judgment by anyone. Therefore, there is no good or bad. But, you ask, what about the “thinking makes it so” aspect? This phrase provides the technology, the methodology, the process of being good, bad, or somewhere in-between. Thinking makes something either good or bad, but why? So, the “good or bad” reference was a clue as to why it was true. This process was also correct.

Figuring out what he meant by “thinking” took a while longer. The word “thinking” is what threw me off track. What else could “thinking” mean? Had he used the word believing instead of thinking, I would have understood what he meant much more quickly. But, he didn’t make things easy for me to figure out; otherwise why bother to play his games? He knew how to challenge me, keep my attention, and make life fun. He taught me that things aren’t always obvious, so look deeper.

His statement “Nothing is good or bad” finally became apparent. It took years, but it’s been worth it. There is unbelievable wisdom in this statement which may be heard at many different levels. That’s what makes it so rewarding. It’s a perfect bit of communication by our teacher who is also a PHD in communications. We were blessed to see it on display. Now let me tell you what this statement finally said to me.

God is neutral. This should be a given by now. He creates this phenomenal universe through his neutrality. God enjoys his neutrality. We, earthlings, are preponderantly either positive or negative beings, or some combination thereof. We are rarely neutral. We don’t even know what it is, how to tap into it, and where to find somebody or something to show us how. We may think we know, but there’s a lot more which must be accounted for. Basically, we are ignorant of this truth: God had created this world out of his neutrality. This is why it’s so difficult for many to accept that God, who is good and who is all, can create such ill in the world as well. So if a student wants to be like God through his creation, he must be neutral. Our teacher takes us in this direction by displaying his life as an example. If we like what he is, if we want what he has, we must realize he got it through his own neutrality and we better make pursuing neutrality our priority. Neutrality is also correct.

Therefore, ultimately, what you believe becomes your reality. This isn’t a new concept, but it’s the truth nevertheless. The Bible (Proverbs) says, “For as he thinketh in his heart, so is he.” Descartes said,” I think therefore I am.” The free will which God still allows us is how we believe things are. This creates our reality – right or wrong, good or bad. Therefore, “nothing is good or bad, thinking makes it so.” We make it so. Yes, God is above all thinking and is all good, but we must transcend our thinking to reach God. Therefore, we’d be smart to find someone who will remind us, teach us, demand of us that we do what’s right by following his example. Aren’t we lucky to have such a teacher?

His statement had many meanings as I’ve described above. Finally, the lesson is simple: follow your teacher’s teachings and example. There’s one more step in this progression. The next step is to become your teacher. Don’t judge it; don’t think about it; don’t anything. Just do. Follow our teacher’s direction and everything is on course. Everything will be fine.

Stay Tuned.

In the Humility of Service and Gratitude,
MSS Hari Jiwan Singh Khalsa
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