The Heart of the Matter
October 25, 2021
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This empowering event will showcase TPRF's profound impact on people across the globe, and will acknowledge the thousands of volunteers and supporters who make it all possible. Register now to learn more about TPRF's programs and opportunities for you to get involved and make a difference.

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October 19, 2021
INTRODUCING A GREAT NEW SONG: "Can't Stop This Love"

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"Music is the universal language of mankind." - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

"Spread love everywhere you go. Let no one ever come to you without leaving happier." - Mother Theresa

Love and music. Music and love. Hooray for them both and the universes born from their union!

And so, in honor of all things lovely and musical, all things joyful, heartfelt, inspired, mysterious, creative, collaborative, timeless, soulful, longing, deepening, and divine, I am so very happy that YOU have arrived, at this precise moment, at this precise blog, and, even more specifically, are in close proximity to the four-word title to a wonderful new song by Stuart Hoffman and Jennifer Edwards (vocals by Stephen Rivera).

And just in case you are wondering where this very clickable four-word title might be located, all you need to do is take a look at the very next paragraph which, lo and behold, is made up of only four words -- the same four words that just happen to be the title of Stuart and Jennifer's new song, which as fate would have it, was released just a few hours ago on Bandcamp. Can I get a witness?

Can't Stop This Love.

Without further adieu, I humbly invite you to unplug from whatever you are doing, turn up the volume, and let this beautiful song find it's way into you. Feel it. Let it take you. And if you feel like dancing, dance!

Oh, one more thing: if the song moves you in any way, please let Stuart and Jennifer know. Too many artists, these days, toil away into the wee hours of the night and the night after that, never really knowing if their deeply felt love songs to life have been received.

Let them hear from you and, hopefully, you will hear a lot more from them.

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THE LYRICS

How do you stop the ocean tide,
stop the breath inside,
make the rain go away,
how do you stop today?

How do you stop the world from turning,
make it spin the other way?
how do you hear the words you speak
if you've got nothing to say?

Can't stop this love,
can't slow this feeling down,
can't stop my heart
from reeling around,
can't change the moon
or the stars above,
can't stop, can't stop,
can't stop this love.

How do I stop looking at you
or feel the way I do?
how can I keep from telling you
how much I love you?

How do you stop the sun from shining
or the perfume in a rose?
Do you believe in a silver lining,
not just suppose, not just suppose?

Can't stop this love,
can't slow this feeling down,
can't stop my heart
from reeling around,
can't change the moon
or the stars above,
can't stop.
can't stop this love.

What's happening to me?
You've taken my heart,
I seem to have loved you
right from the start,
with every breath,
with every kiss,
you fill every moment
with bliss.

How do you stop the ocean tide,
stop the breath inside,
make the rain go away,
how do you stop today?

How do you stop the world from turning,
make it spin the other way?
How do you hear the words you speak
if you've got nothing to say?

Can't stop this love,
Can't slow this feeling down,
Can't stop my heart
from reeling around,
can't change the moon
or the stars above,
can't stop,
can't stop this love,
can't stop,
can't stop this love,
can't stop,
can't stop this love.

Lyrics: Jennifer Edwards

A wonderful book about love
Click here if you want Stuart and Jennifer to write a song for you

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THE FINGER SNAP, part 2

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Here is a 4:20 excerpt from my forthcoming audiobook about a life-changing encounter I had with Prem Rawat a few years ago. I learned a lot from him (and myself) in that brief exchange -- something deep, timeless, and very familiar. One of the things I love about my connection with Prem is the way in which being around him amplifies my access to a greater sense of knowing and being.

His new book: Hear Yourself
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My audio story excerpted from Storytelling for the Revolution

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October 18, 2021
MY REVIEW OF PREM RAWAT'S WONDERFUL NEW BOOK

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It has often been said that life doesn't come with an instruction manual, though some first-time parents, in major need of help, have been known to read at least a few books towards that end.

Wouldn't it be great if there WAS an instruction manual -- a book you could buy to help you figure out how to navigate all of life's twists and turns and everything in between?

Then again, it sure seems as if every religion, since the beginning of time, has published their own version of this proverbial instruction manual -- books we have come to refer to as scriptures, holy books, and divine transmissions. I, for one, am glad these books exist. I am. They have provided much comfort, guidance, and inspiration to millions of people around the world long before Starbucks existed. I even own a few of them myself -- the Bible, Bhagavad Gita, Dhammapada, and Tao Te Ching.

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With the September 14th release of Prem Rawat's new book, Hear Yourself -- now a New York Times best seller -- mankind now has, as far as I can tell, the long-awaited instruction manual. And when I say "instruction manual", I am using that phrase very loosely -- more like an untangled knot than a meme, since HEAR YOURSELF, in no way, is intended to be an instruction manual -- you know, the kind with all those lists of what to do and what not to do -- any one of which that, if followed correctly (claims their authors) would be enough for readers to live their lives the fullest.

Sorry. Life is not a list to be followed. Not now. Not ever. It is an EXPERIENCE to be enjoyed.

I knew HEAR YOURSELF was the book for me on the very first page. That's where I found myself underlying just about every word and jotting down all kinds of notes to myself in the columns. Maybe it was when I began underlying my underlining that it dawned on me that this book was not only a great purchase, but one I wanted to give away to as many friends as possible.

Usually, when I buy a book I want to read it quickly. I mean, after all, I just bought it, right? And since the reason I bought it was to read it, the faster I consumed it, the faster I would benefit from its content, no?

But it was quite the opposite with HEAR YOURSELF. The more I read it, the slower I wanted to go. Like fine cognac, I wanted to sip and savor. Speed was not the goal. Nor was rushing through it. Nor "making progress" or completing it. I just wanted to enjoy each page -- each and every word on every page, every phrase and the extraordinary mix of stories contained therein, each a portal to the place I long to inhabit: This moment. Right here. Right now. Where I exist in full glory.

I think that if Hear Yourself WAS an instruction manual, (which it isn't), one of its guiding instructions would be to slow down, dig in, and savor this very moment. And, I might add, BE YOURSELF -- who you truly are -- a unique, creative, sentient, soulful human being.

Authored by Prem Rawat, a 63-year old peace educator, change agent, and wise one, HEAR YOURSELF is a total treasure -- a pearl... a gem... an open heart beating with the same universal life force that animates us all.

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Buy the book
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October 16, 2021
The Ten Commandments for Visiting a Spiritual Retreat

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During the past four decades, a curious phenomenon has swept this nation.

Inspired by the teachings of several Master souls from the East, an unusually large number of ashrams and retreats have made their appearance on the scene -- spiritual centers designed to provide seekers of the truth with a focused environment in which to practice their particular spiritual path.

Seduced by the Western notion of cause and effect, they somehow think that spiritual attainment is related to the way they act -- as if God were some kind of transcultural Santa Claus looking for good little boys and girls to bring his shiny red fire trucks to.

While most people who spend time in these places are extremely dedicated and sincere, there still remains a goodly number who, in their attempt to have "an experience," miss the point completely.

Not surprisingly, the spirit of the law is all too often traded for the letter -- a letter that, no matter how many stamps are put on it, is continually returned for insufficient postage.

Surrender is replaced by submission; patience by hesitation; and humility by timidity.

Alas, in the name of finding themselves, our God-seeking brothers and sisters have tended to lose the very thing that makes them truly human -- their individuality.

And so, with great respect to your personal God, your Guru, your Guru's Guru, and your favorite tax-deductible charity, I humbly offer you the following soul-saving tips should you decide to visit (or move into) the ashram or spiritual center of your choice.

Take what you can, leave the rest, and remember -- it's not whether your shoes are on or off, but if your heart is open.

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1. Do Not Change the Way You Walk
Most visitors to a spiritual retreat think they have to change the way they walk if they are truly going to have a meaningful experience. Somehow, they believe there is a direct correlation between the way they move their feet and the amount of "grace" or "blessings" about to enter their lives.

The "spiritual walk," is actually a not-too-distant cousin of the "museum walk," the curious way a person slows down and shuffles knowingly, yet humbly, past a Monet (or is it a Manet?), silently getting the essence of the Masterpiece even as they move noddingly towards that incomprehensible cubist piece in the next room.

If you like, think of the spiritual walk as the complete opposite of the on-the-way-to-work-walk or the exiting-a-disco-in-New York walk.

Simply put, the spiritual walk is a way of moving that practitioners believe will attract small deer from nearby forests -- deer that will literally walk right up to them and eat from their hand -- more proof to anyone in the general vicinity that they are, in fact, enlightened souls, humble devotees, children of God, or the so-far-unacknowledged successors to their guru's lineage.

Ideally, the spiritual walk should be taken in sandals, though Reeboks or Chinese slippers will do in a pinch. Cowboy boots are definitely out, as are galoshes, high heels, and Chuck Taylor Converse All-Stars.

2. Do Not, Under Any Circumstances, Succumb to the Spiritual Nod
Closely related to the spiritual walk, the spiritual nod is routinely practiced in retreats the world over. And while no one completely comprehends it's divine origins, many believe it began when a blissful brother simply forgot the name of his roommate on his way to the bathroom.

Instead of issuing the familiar Sanskrit phrase of the week, our trend-setting friend simply tightened his lips, looked at the ground and... well... nodded.

Now, every time you walk by someone at the ashram, you are half-expected to flash them the nod, the non-verbal equivalent of "Hi! I know you know, and you know I know, and you know that I know that you know, and in my knowing, I know that I know you know, and by so knowing, need not speak, since words are finite and cannot express the knowingness which the two of us (being one) share from such a knowful place. Know what I mean?"

3. Do Not Judge Anyone, Including Yourself
This is the hardest of all commandments to obey. Why? Because spiritual environments not only bring out the best in people, they also bring out the worst. And while the worst is often more difficult to detect than the bliss of people wanting you to notice how blissful they are, the higher you get, the easier it is to notice -- that is, if you are looking for it.

Of course, it would be very easy to spend your entire spiritualized retreat noticing all the subtle ego trips going on around you. Resist this temptation with all your might!

Do not, I repeat, do not, focus on the stuff that would make good material for this article. You have no right. In fact, you have absolutely no idea why anyone is there, what their motivation is, or how they will learn the kinds of lessons you are absolutely sure they need to learn.

In reality, you are most likely seeing your own projections -- those disowned parts of your self that you've refused to acknowledge all these years...

Your spiritual groupie, your brownie point collector, your junkie for more experience, your suburban yogi , your guilty seeker of God, your con man, your eunuch, your resolution maker, your ass watcher, your closet fanatic, your glutton for humble pie, your too poetic definer of ecstasy, your flaming bullshit artist, your know-it-all, your have-it-all, your spring-headed bower towards anyone with more than two devotees.

All of them are you! Every single one of them! Don't judge them. Love them! Bring them tea! Rub their feet every chance you get!

4. Do Not Think That This Is the Only Place Where It Is Happening
Spiritual retreatants have a marked propensity to think that the grounds they inhabit are somehow more blessed than any place else on earth -- that they are privy to a special command performance by God, revealing himself in thousands of exotic ways for those lucky enough to be there, while thousands, nay millions, of George Bush-like souls are stumbling around in uncool places recently vacated by the Power of Life so a very cosmic thing can happen here and only here this weekend.

Life, in fact, is often perceived as so good in the "Center," that the rest of the world becomes eerily cast as the "booby prize."

Indeed, to new age seekers, everything else is simply referred to as "the world," much like Manhattanites speak of New Jersey. In short, the new age retreat comes to represent all that is good -- about God, about the Guru, about life itself.

Somehow ("and I don't know how, but you could ask anyone who was there this weekend") flowers seem sweeter there, the moon seems fuller, the air seems cleaner. Even the bread tastes better. If you glimpse a shooting star at night, it's the "guru's grace." If you see a double rainbow, it's directly over the meditation hall.

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I guess it's all in how you look at it. The same shooting star convincing you that your guru is, in fact, the Supreme Guru, was also seen by a plumber named Leroy who just happened to be drinking a beer in between innings of the Mets game. His conclusion? The Mets were gonna win 20 of the next 25 and bring the pennant home to Flushing!

What do the signs in the sky (or what we perceive as signs) really mean? Isn't the whole world our ashram? Isn't the real issue one of appreciating what is happening all around us? The flowers? The stars? The beggars asking for spare change?

Flowers aren't any sweeter on retreat. It's our willingness to breathe deeply and enjoy them that's different. What's stopping us from being in this place right now? What's stopping us from realizing that the very ground beneath our feet is the promised land -- wherever we happen to be at the time.

5. Don't Put a Red Dot on Your Forehead If You Don't Want To

Unless you've been living in a trailer park your whole life, you probably already know what the red dot thing is all about. That's right. The third eye. The sixth chakra. High holiness. INDIA!! While sometimes mistaken for a beauty mark or a random bit of watermelon, the little red dot is actually a useful reminder to focus one's attention on the space between the eyebrows, which, for some people, is where God lives (or if not lives, at least vacations). Nothing wrong with that, now is there?

Still, you have to concede that the third eye isn't the only spot on the human body that's sacred. What about the earlobes? The belly button? The nipples? They come from God, too -- not too mention chakras #1 - 5 and the highly under-represented center of consciousness at the crown of the head. Sacred, every one of them!

Don't you think that, if the body is the temple of the soul, it follows that our entire physical structure is sacred? Shouldn't we be covered from head to toe with little red dots? And if so, why is it that we routinely quarantine people with measles -- the very people who have selflessly chosen to manifest disease just to remind us to honor our body's ultimate holiness?

6. Play With the Children
The only sentient beings free from the collective mentality of spiritual seekers are the children. Children visiting "holy places," in fact, behave the same way the world over no matter what adjectives their elders use for the unspeakable name of God. When they're hungry, they eat. When they're tired, they sleep. They cry when they want to, laugh for no reason, consume ice cream without guilt, and rarely wonder why your picture of the Master is bigger, newer, or better framed.

7. Fart At Your Own Risk
If you fart, and there's no one around to hear it at the ashram, did it happen? And if it did happen, does that mean you've been disrespectful? Is the resident Guru able to hear you? And if he or she is meditating, out of the country, or dead, is their guru or their guru's guru able to hear you? And if so, so what? Will you be reborn as a gerbil? Does the Guru fart? And if it's OK for him or her to pass wind, why not you?

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OK, so it's their place and you're a guest. But after all, aren't we all guests here? Even the Guru? Who do they answer to? And if it's not the same one you're answering to, what the hell are you doing getting up at five in the morning and sitting in the lotus position?

Maybe the real question isn't whether or not it's permissible to fart on holy ground, but how you fart. For instance, if you're farting out of a blatant disregard for the Master's teachings or the sincerity of his or her followers, you might want to reconsider where you're coming from. However, if your farting is just a random release of gas, relax! Give yourself the benefit of the doubt. You see, a typical visit to a spiritual center quickens one's ability to "let go" -- so what you call "farting" may, in fact, be a timely sign of your evolving spiritual condition.

8. Do Not Think You Are Higher or Lower Than Anyone Else
One of the favorite pastimes of people visiting a spiritual retreat is comparing themselves to everyone else. "See the guy over there carrying firewood? He's a very old soul -- way older than me. Been on the path for years. And that dude laughing hysterically in the corner? That's Shiva. Oops, he can probably see through me, maybe I better walk around the other way."

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Want to save yourself some time? Don't try to figure out how "on the path" anybody else is. It's impossible. Stare into the eyes all you want, watch for tell-tale signs of liberation, but when it comes right down to it, the only conclusion you'll reach will be your own -- one that may have absolutely nothing to do with the anything but your own projections.

Face it, how accurate is your assessment going to be when 99 percent of humanity couldn't tell that the carpenter from Galilee had something special going for him?

Indeed, it's not at all unlikely that the beer-bellied, first-time visitor you met this morning at the ashram is, at this very moment, being treated like a spiritual mongoloid by everyone who meets him (repeatedly being asked if "this is your first time") when, in fact, the beer-bellied, first-time visitor is actually the reincarnation of Buddha.

9. Do Not Think That You Are Going to Get Something
Many people visit a a spiritual retreat because they want to get something. They want "clarity" or "contentment," "enlightenment" or "grace," "blessings" or "peace of mind." At the very least, they want their business to improve or their marriage to be saved.

Alas, they miss the point completely: If you try to get, you will lose, left only with the sinking feeling of having just bought $300 worth of lottery tickets only to learn that some electrician from Staten Island just won the whole thing.

Look, it's really very simple. You don't go to a spiritual center (or a Big Time Teacher, for that matter) to get. You go to give, to let go -- to relax your grip on the very thing that's been separating you from getting all these years: Your grasping. Your fear. Your well-rehearsed strategy to realize God.

10. Do Not Feel Compelled to Change Your Name
OK, so your name is Joey. Ever since you were knee high to a jar of Cheese Whiz, everyone called you Joey -- as in, logo-msn.jpg"Hey, Joey, what's goin' down, bro'?" Yeah, you grew up in Brooklyn, cut school once a week, and dated a chick named Angela with very big boobs.

Great. So, here you are at the ashram and ba-bing, you run smack into a bunch of dudes with names like Arjuna, Govinda, Namdev,Shanti, Krishna. "Hey," you think to yourself, "maybe they got something I don't."

Guess what? They do. They have spiritual names given to them by their Guru -- names that make their mothers somewhat close-lipped around the canasta table. And while these names are clearly given with a purpose, the fact of the matter is -- they are irrelevant. Do you think the people in India who have spiritual experiences get their names changed to Eddie, Gino, Stacey, or Shirley ?

Hey, what difference does it make? You are not your name -- even if your namesake was enlightened. It doesn't matter what they call you, when it's time to go, you're gone.

The only name worth knowing at that time is God's name -- and that, my friend, no matter how many mantras you've memorized, can never be pronounced.

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October 15, 2021
THERE IS A LITTLE BOY IN ME

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There is a little boy in me making snow angels in the sky, mouth open, tongue out, waiting to taste whatever it is that is floating down to him from on high. This little boy wasn't born, but has always been here, playing with moods and mud, laughing for no reason, and seeing, without looking, just how beautiful everyone is even if they think they are anything but. I love this little boy and he loves me, as we take turns learning how to play the game of life, reading each other not like a book, but the look in our wide open eyes which always seem to be saying something we cannot, though we try -- and it is in this trying that every day is Sunday, no plans, nothing on the agenda, nothing to do but be. At the often odd amusement park called Earth, this lad is just tall enough to get on the rides and he does, less for the thrill than the feeling of wind through his hair and the remembrance of something he never wants to forget. Alas, he doesn't have a single hobby, this boy. He doesn't collect stamps, coins, butterflies, or tin soldiers, though he once collected bottle caps and spent the better part of a day, putting hundreds of them, ridge-side up, on the floor of his bedroom, after which he screamed for his sister as if something was wrong and she came running, barefoot, into his room and at least one of them laughed (and it wasn't her). What a game this life is, what a glorious game -- a game of ungoing and undoing, a game of seeing who can really BE HERE all the way, a grand and glorious play even when it seems like a tragedy, which he's been told it sometimes is. You can argue with him if you like. You can. You can try to get him to see that he is wrong and sometimes he'll even admit it -- alone but not lonely, on fire, but not burning up, buoyant, blessed, and bubbling on the sea of life, surfing slowly to the shore even if he doesn't know how.

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October 13, 2021
Prem Rawat Speaking at the Italian Senate on October 12th

Prem Rawat joins Italian officials and journalists at the Italian Senate in Rome, on October 12, to talk about how peace education can advance individuals and communities. His talk begins at 15:40

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October 12, 2021
A Change Is Gonna Come

Thanks to Evelyne Pouget for the heads up

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A Simple Way to Learn More About Prem Rawat's Message of Peace

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Recently, a bunch of friends of mine, newly intrigued by the message of Prem Rawat, have asked me how they can learn more about him -- inspired as they've been by reading his new book, HEAR YOURSELF.

One simple way is to watch a series of his 1-6 minute videos posted in the Practical Peace Library on his website.

TOPICS INCLUDE: choice, clarity, contentment, courage, fear, gratitude, happiness, joy, hope, humanity, kindness, life, death, potential, self-knowledge, peace, the divine, the heart, time/now, and you.

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October 11, 2021
Focus on What's Right

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One day Albert Einstein wrote on a black board:

9 x 1 = 9
9 x 2 = 18
9 x 3 = 27
9 x 4 = 36
9 x 5 = 45
9 x 6 = 54
9 x 7 = 63
9 x 8 = 72
9 x 9 = 81
9 x 10 = 91

In class, everyone laughed at him because of his mistake at the end of the list. Einstein waited until everyone was silent and explained:

"Although I answered the first nine questions correctly, nobody congratulated me. But when I made a mistake, everyone laughed at me. That means that despite our many successes, society will note our smallest mistake and enjoy it. Don't let simple criticism destroy your dreams. Only those who do nothing make no mistakes."

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October 09, 2021
What Has Already Happened

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Every once in a while, something happens in my life that leaves me totally stunned, amazed, and electric with life. All of us have had these moments, somewhere along the line -- small, medium, and large. Sometimes we remember them, years later, and sometimes we don't. And sometimes, when we remember them, like glancing at an old photo of a friend, we remember that which was behind and beyond that particular moment --the core of who we are, that which abides at the eternal essence of our being.

I had one of these moments, in 1988, backstage at an event with my long-time teacher, Prem Rawat.

If I was going to tell the full story of that moment, it would stretch back a long, long time ago, before I was "Mitch", before there was a somebody to tell the story, before there was language -- and so, in honor of the fact that I know you have a lot on your plate and may even feel late for a very important date, I will do my best to cut to the chase to the pearl inside the oyster of that moment.

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Here goes:

I had traveled to the Miami Beach Convention Center from New York City two days earlier, with only one thing in mind and that was to sit in the audience and enjoy Prem Rawat hold forth, fifth, and sixth for two days -- sharing his deeply inspiring message of peace with 10,000 people, me being one of them sitting in the balcony, super grateful to be there. That was it. And that was plenty.

Somehow, someway, on the second day of the event, while I was standing in the lobby not doing much of anything, one of the event coordinators approached me and explained, with very little segue, that Prem has picked my name from a list of "potential speakers" for the following night and I was to show up at the hall, tomorrow morning, at 8:00 am for a brief meeting with him and the other two speakers, Joan Apter and Charanand.

Huh? What? Really?

What I was hearing at that moment I found totally impossible to process. Dumbfounded. I was dumbfounded, stunned, and about as disoriented as I have ever been in my life. WHAT?

Not wanting to dwell on my state of mind for very long (knowing all too well where that would take me), I just went with the proverbial flow and showed up at the hall bright and early the next morning, was ushered backstage by someone with a badge, and taken to a room backstage. Standing there was Prem, Joan, and Charanand. After some welcomes, laughter, and a few words of encouragement, Prem handed each of us a vomit bag.

"Just in case", he laughed, as he exited the room.

And with that, my day began.

Fast forward, 11 hours later. I am now sitting back stage, on an aluminum folding chair, next to Joan and Charanand, sound and lighting technicians moving briskly all around us -- doing my best to figure out what in the world was happening. The best I could come up with was this: I was the warm-up act. Yes, I was definitely the warm up act. Clearly, of the three of us, I was the least experienced at public speaking and the last substantial. I mean, it was Charanand who had accompanied Prem to the West in 1971. And Joan was one of the first Westerners to have ever met Prem, playing a huge role preparing the way for him to come to America. And then... um... er... there... was... me -- the other guy.

As I had been accustomed to doing my entire life, I quickly found myself doing the hokey pokey, trying to figure things out -- trying to get clear about WHAT WAS HAPPENING, and, in a nano second, I did. I got it. I mean, it was not all that difficult to do. I was the warm up act. Yes, I was the warm up act -- the "man of the people". Yes, I would speak first. Then Joan would follow. Then Charanand. And then Prem would take the stage. Voila! It made perfect sense and I had absolutely no problem with any of it. Fine with me. Whatever worked.

But that was not what happened.

Joan was asked to speak first, which left just two of us sitting there. Mahatma-Ji and me. It was precisely at that moment that I realized I had two choices. I could either sit there, scrambling around in my head, trying to figure things out or I... could... just... let go and be in the moment.

It was not that difficult a choice.

And so I closed my eyes and turned my attention inward, doing my best to find my way back to the placeless place within me where I could rest and renew -- the oasis where I could be free of distraction, thought, and projection.

About a minute later, I heard someone whispering in my left ear. It was Prem. And what he whispered is something I will never forget.

"Hey Mitch," he said, "Joan just used all your good lines."

Bingo! It was so true! Joan did just use all my good lines. Because even as I sat there, eyes closed, doing my best to find the place of peace inside me, I was ALSO making an effort to conjure up my opening line -- you know, the first thing I would say when I walked out on stage in front of 10,000 people -- a beginning... some way to be prepared.

In just one sentence -- and a very funny one at that -- Prem popped my little bubble of self-preservation. A kind of psychic surgery was performed. A magic carpet had pulled out from beneath my feet. Mastery at work.

With nothing left to lean on in my repertoire of shtick, I was now completely present. And then, Prem whispered the following to me:

"You don't have to talk about what's SUPPOSED to happen. All you have to talk about is what's ALREADY happened."

And with that, he turned and walked away.

Badaboom! Badabing! It was all so simple! I didn't have to be profound. I didn't have to inspire an audience. I didn't have teach, uplift, be wise, or be amazing. All I had to do was talk about what had ALREADY happened to me -- the experience I had been enjoying since the moment I first received Prem's gift of Knowledge. That was it. Just talk about that -- what was REAL for me. All stress left my body. All nervousness. All need to prepare for "my big moment".

And then, I heard my name being called, rose from my chair, mounted a few steps, and walked onto the stage.

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October 08, 2021
Peace Train

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October 07, 2021
HEAR YOURSELF Makes It to the New York Times Best Seller List

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Click here to read the full story about Prem Rawat's new book making it to the New York Times Best Seller list. Good news travels fast.

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October 06, 2021
Catch the Trade Winds

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October 02, 2021
VIDEO: Peace Education Day, Part 1

Prem Rawat and other leading peace advocates, diplomats, educators and artists gathered last week for the first ever global Peace Education Day conference. The meeting spotlighted the success of the Peace Education Program as well as other groups' initiatives to transform the lives of individuals and communities around the world. Conference organizers are calling for the U.N. to declare a global Peace Education Day.

The video above, MC'd by the wonderful Michael Nouri, is two hours long and well-worth watching. Prem Rawat's talk begins at 1:19:47

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October 01, 2021
FOLLOW YOUR DIFFERENT: New Podcast Interview with Prem Rawat

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Click here for a wonderful podcast interview with Prem Rawat. This is the first interview I've ever heard the interviewer refer to Prem as "Bro". Here comes the Golden Age!

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