The new jagrti is located near a major cemetery in Flushing - New York. On the occasion of Shravanii Purnima I thought to make an extensive visit and meditate there. The main entrance is quite far and I had to walk a long way. I wanted to do meditation and along the way I was tempted to go some other closer places. But where? Manhattan taking the subway? No way! The cemetery was by far the best place. Filled up to the brim by stones I felt I was in a great company. I started reading the names on the tombs: Petrosian, ... all names ending in ian. That was remarkable! Are they Armenian? Finally I reached another section that had more ending varieties and a Jewish sign on the stones. Some tumbs were broken by the time and it is there that I choose my stone bench to sit and meditate. It was wonderful. The birds were singing in beautiful tunes. After meditation I played the flute and then I sat again in meditation. The birds kept quite for a while and then they started again with their tunes, far more complicated and amusing than my flute ones.
I walked more in the cemetery and I found a rose abandoned on the pathway. I took it with me for a while looking for something to do. There is nothing to do in a cemetery besides walking and contemplating tumb stones but I thought that still I was in a wonderful place. There was an inscription that caught my attention
Reaching the exit I walked back towards the jagrti and I could not restrain from taking notice to the life that is there all around. Life means a kind of disturbance like a small dog who barked at my gown. The owner was keeping the leash back and kindly saying that he was not going to byte me. I thought she was just hopeful and I avoided getting too close. All the peace of the cemetery was already gone. I walked by the best home gardens I have found so far. These are vegetable garden. This time I stopped and took some pics noticing the big lau and bitter gourds hanging from the vines.
As I reached the jagrti I meditated in the basement which is very fresh and quite. I had a long meditation and in the end I slept. I dreamed to me in the cemetery and I was meditating for long time in a closed iron cage. I received some visits there and the last one was from a student who came with a windsurf. When he left I also left and attached to my bicycle it was the wing of his surf. I woke up still in the meditation position. My meditation was not that long as in the dream but I really enjoyed a lot and I decided to write the story for today and share it over the web.
By the way in Ananda Marga Shravani Purnima is remembered as the anniversary of the first initiation of Shrii Shrii Anandamurti given to a notorious criminal during the night in a burning ghat of Calcutta. Kalicharan Banarjee became Kalikananda and some time remembering this event I had very inspiring events. The cemetery closes officially at 5 pm way before night time ....
