Note: This process is now 9 days and is taught in Fiji. Read the comments for more information from some of the people who have taken it there.
Last January a friend of mine asked me to look at the Oneness University in India. She wanted to go to their program and learn how to give the Oneness Blessing (or Deeksha as it’s also called). I looked at the website and read the material. It resonated very powerfully for her. In the way of the mind, I also considered it for myself. I rejected it for several reasons. I wasn’t in the market for a new energy modality. I was busy with my own organization and energy modality, Crystalline Consciousness Technique. The teachings and objectives of the Oneness University weren’t new to me. Awakening and moving into enlightenment are states of being that I have achieved and continue to achieve. Finally, the thought of travelling to India made me shudder. India is sensory overwhelm on steroids. And for that experience you also get to sit on a plane for a very, very long time. (Some people say that India stands for I’m Not Doing It Again). Additionally the only time I could go would be August…not exactly the coolest time to be in India.
Having resolved that in my own mind in about 20 seconds, I got on with my life. A couple of months later during a meditation with my guides, they suggested I go to the course. It was time to bring in the Master Teacher level for CCT and they were going to use the Oneness Process to bring it in. I threw my reservations into the wind and signed myself up.
The Oneness Vision
The Oneness Blessing was originated by Sri Bhagavan. Together with his wife, Amma, they have built a university that is for teaching people how to live. In India, Bhagavan and Amma are considered Avatars, one of the highest levels of soul mastery on the planet. The particular gift that Amma and his wife offer is an energy healing transmission that heightens the powers of the brain and creates endless joy within each individual. They don’t teach this technique to others. Instead the guides of the Oneness University lead participants through a 21 day process that gradually increases a person’s vibration. When the participants are ready they receive an initiation or attunement to be able to transmit the Oneness Blessing to others.
Why would they want to do this? In the words of one of our guides, “Happy people don’t harm others.” This technique allows people to move into higher emotional states of joy and bliss by shifting the primary activity of the brain into the frontal lobe. When we operate from the frontal brain versus the parietal lobes or the lower brain centers, we feel connected to everyone and everything. This feeling of connectedness or oneness is associated with emotional states of happiness, peace, and joy. There are many other benefits as well. Creative people become more creative. Writers can write easily and effectively. Musicians are able to sing better and athletes improve in their abilities.
The vision of the Oneness University, as created by its founders Bhagavan and Amma, is to help humanity at this important time in its development. By bringing the Oneness Blessing to many people we can collectively begin to let go of the need for war, unsustainable lifestyles that are destroying the planet, hunger and poverty. The Oneness University wants to do this as fast as possible before 2012.
My Journey Begins
Once I enrolled, I began to prepare for the trip. I knew my challenge wouldn’t be the Oneness Process of spiritual and energetic growth. Those factors are fairly easy for me. My challenge was going to be the mental ones of travelling in a post 9/11 world, the physical challenges that come with travelling half way around the world, and staying healthy in India. I did not want to bring back some of the horrors of parasites or diseases that some people encounter when in India. On the plus side was the thought of going to India—the ancient civilization of meditation, yoga, ayruvedic sciences, gurus and more recently, Bollywood movies. This could be fun!
For three months, I gathered information about the best ways to protect my health while in India, exercised vigorously, and did a variety of alternative treatments, including a 21 day energy healing process, to prepare myself on many levels. I would be grateful again and again for all that preparation during my month in India. To give you a small glimpse of the power of all of that preparation, during my time in India I was bit by a mosquito (malaria!) just once; I never experienced dysentery or other gastrointestinal upset; I never saw a beggar or was approached by pushy vendors. I was also able to tolerate the heat and humidity without my blood pressure dropping (a problem I’ve had in the past with heat). And I was able to physically handle the 30 hour plane trip, yoga sessions and sitting endlessly on cement floors. I remember thinking, “If I had prepared to this degree for childbirth, I wouldn’t have ended up with a Cesarean!” But that’s another story. Here are some of the great tips people passed on to me:
- Carry your own toilet paper
- Take some extra shoes because when you take them off before entering the meditation halls, they can get stolen.
- Watch the crowds and look for the person who is controlling the crowds. That person will provide you with great help, if you need it, and if you’re willing to politely throw yourself on their mercy.
- Take grapefruit seed extract, Four Kings supplements (from Dragon Herbs), essential oils, Microbe Balancing flower essences (Perelandra) and Mexican medicine for handling dysentery. (There were some more but I stopped there).
- Take protein bars and tea.
- Take an eye mask.
- Take a hankerchief for overwhelming street smells.
- Take peanut butter (unfortunately I didn’t listen to this one).
I chose to fly Singapore Airlines. They were a bit pricier than some of the other airlines (such as Malaysia Airlines) but they are known for their incredible service. I left San Francisco at 1 in the morning, too excited to sleep. The women airplane attendants had the most beautiful uniforms. Known as Singapore Girls and also called Asian Barbies, they were all amazing in their body hugging outfits. On the longest stretch of my flight, 14 hours from San Fran to Hong Kong, they never stopped working. Every twenty minutes they brought by snacks, food, drinks and hot towels to clean our hands. And this was the service in economy…I can’t imagine how well they were all treated in business or first class.
Unfortunately, I never slept much. I was on the aisle but the two people to my left had arrived slightly inebriated. They started to get airsick fairly early on and I lived in mortal fear of not getting out of the way quickly enough for them to get to the bathroom. Finally, after chasing the night for 14 hours we arrived in Hong Kong for refueling. It was a beautiful airport with a fantastic view of the city and lush mountains in the background. All bathed in the light of the rising sun. Hello sun! Hello Asia!
After Hong Kong, it was back on the plane for Singapore. This tiny Asian country is known for a great thriving economy, efficiency in all that it does, no crime, and extreme cleanliness. I had the opportunity to get a temporary visa and take a city bus tour. As I looked at the form I had to fill out, I was struck by this message in bold letters: DEATH TO DRUG TRAFFICKERS. Hmmm, maybe my vitamin supplements would be misinterpreted. I decided to pass on the tour. (Some of you may remember the news story a few years ago about the American college kid who spit out his chewing gum on a Singapore street, was arrested for it and consequently caned as a punishment).
The Singapore Airport is famous for its hotel rooms and other services that are rented by the hour in the terminal. I had a 9 hour layover and I was planning to take a shower, get a massage and sleep most of that time. I did…and it was fabulous.
Off to Chennai (formerly Madras) India. I was able to sleep another four hours so that by the time I arrived in Chennai at 11 p.m. I actually felt fairly decent. On the plane to Chennai, when I was awake, I began looking around for possible other attendees to the Oneness University. I picked out a handful and when finding myself in line for immigration behind a couple of them, I asked them if they were headed where I was. They were and so we introduced ourselves and swapped a few stories.
The Oneness University told us to meet our taxi drivers outside the terminal. Looking out we saw a wall of people behind some barricades. Holy cow! I thought (it was India after all, where cows are holy) how are we going to be found or find our taxi driver? At this point I met another attendee. She had a massive pink box with a Barbie Bike label on it. I didn’t know if it was her way of packing or if it really was a bicycle. Turned out she had volunteered to bring over a bike for Bhagavan’s and Amma’s granddaughter. I figured she’d be picked up for sure, so I just followed her out into the teeming masses.
Little did I know I was about to learn about suffering, India style…
Continue the adventure here.
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