Greetings from the Land of Enchantment

My Soul is not Sikh

As a part of my job here at KRI, I get the honor of attending what are known as TTEC meetings. It's essentially a gathering of some of the most esteemed and long-standing students of Yogi Bhajan's and the lead trainers of our Aquarian Trainer Academy from around the world. Needless to say, the discussions are right up my alley. . . . .for example, the question posed to the group one afternoon was, "What defines Spiritual Maturity?" A beautiful conversation then followed. But the most meaningful comment for me--the one that struck right to the core of what I've been dealing with personally, before and after, my trip to India--was this: "My soul is not Sikh."

Krishna Kaur from Los Angeles said it. She to me embodies the Bhakti-Shakti Ideal that is this path. A powerful, humble, radiant woman who speaks the truth with compassion, challenges you with tenderness, and inspires you with every breath she takes. I was so struck by this simple statement, realizing that even though we define ourselves through form, we are always, ultimately, formless.

So here is a poem, in reflection of that conversation--and the power of those simple words:

My soul is not Sikh
no, my soul cannot
be confined

to one name
to many names
to any name

My soul is as wide
as a sea with no horizon
no shore

My soul is not Sikh
no, my soul
speaks a greater truth

and,
bows to all names
or no name
my own name

My soul is as endless
as the summer sky
a mile wide

No -- My soul is not Sikh

Labels: poem, religion

posted by Sat Purkh Kaur Khalsa @ 3:45 PM