On one of our trips to India, we had the distinct honor and privilege of being invited into Yogananda's childhood home in Calcutta. We were first invited to meditate in his attic bedroom where four of us each experienced an altered state. My partner swears he heard someone chanting Om. I saw a vision of Krishna. And our two friends each had an equally distinct experience.
After our meditation, we were offered tea by the nephew of the uncle of Yogananda and the opportunity to purchase vintage photos of Yogananda. We sat at the kitchen table, and I wept bhakti tears because of this treasure trove of incredible photos spread out before us on the table.
Here are some of the incredible photos I purchased that magical day as well as the ones I took of the bedroom and the exterior of the home in Calcutta.
And by all means read the classic book Yogananda wrote called "Autobiography of a Yogi"--a book which has changed many lives.
Labels: Calcutta, India, photographs, photography of India, Yogananda
Posted by Kuanyin Moi at 3:59 PM
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AgentSully posted at 7:53 PM
cool. must have been exciting!