Proceeding a few well lovely days in Sydney and a house warming that allowed me to see all my best Ozzies I headed to my very first woof let alone Ashram experience. For folks that are curious what an Ashram is,( I never truly understood till I got there) It is a spiritual community of Yogi’s, practitioners, students and visitors where year around Yoga, Meditation and spirutal study happens. About 20-30 members of this particular order (male and female Yogi’s wearing orange or yellow robes) live there year around, and create a likeminded place of spiritual fulfilment and exploration. If you are already wondering how mind blowing connecting and inspiring this place is, your correct. I arrived at breakneck speed from my early travels and city fastness to be humbled and slowed by the soft, quite contemplativeness of this place.
The morning started with yoga at 5:30 followed by a full day of Classes and Karmic Yoga (working with mindfulness) and finished with Moana (thoughtful silence time) from 8:30pm that night until 7:30am the next morning. By day three I found myself already starting to slow, and really observe myself as I worked kitchen prep, farm work or lawn and grounds work. During the day and tea time I found time to learn the stories of these Yogi’s and what brought them to this place, and found people that were inspired by something different, something that connected them to the spiritual world and allowed them to truly help others. I have never before in my life met some many like-minded individuals who have dedicated their lives to a spiritual path, and although I am very much in the Infancy of my own path felt so similar too. It was amazing what one week could do, I left to fly to Cairns wishing I could stay, and marvelling at a how many spiritual friends I could make in such a short time and also how mind changing one week could be. I have never felt so slow, thoughtful, contemplative, soar and connected in my life. Although I know the real world will begin to pull me back, I am already changed, something has shifted, some harsh part of myself has melted and in its place has grown a flower of non-aggressive self-observation that I never believed I could hold. Now it feels that a new world of life can begin, and god have I never been more ready for it than right now. Thank you Ashram, for reminding me of such silence and simplicity
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