I was a typical teen growing up in the 1960s, when everybody was into gurus and meditation.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I was interested in psychic things and in spiritualism even as a boy. I'd started doing yoga by the early 1970s.
My real guru are my experiences in life - the realisation that you are alone in this world came very early to me.
I grew up in a mostly Buddhist environment.
That was my childhood. I grew up with the monks, studying Sanskrit and meditating for hours in the morning and hours in the evening, and going once a day to beg for food.
I remember being young in the 1960s... we had a great sense of the future, a great big hope. This is what is missing in the youth today. This being able to dream and to change the world.
At one point I learned transcendental meditation. This was 30-something years ago. It took me back to the way that I naturally was as a child growing up way in the country, rarely seeing people. I was in that state of oneness with creation and it was as if I didn't exist except as a part of everything.
I was a spiritual kid.
I had a mystical experience when I was in my late teens, early 20s, and I spent years trying to recapture that.
I had a Guru. He was a great saint and most merciful. I served him long - very, very long; still, he would not blow any mantra in my ears. I had a keen desire never to leave him but to stay with him and serve him and at all cost receive some instruction from him.
I was raised with adults. I skipped knowing how to interact as a normal teenage person.
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