Wahe Guru Singh had sweet friends that lived on a neighborhood block right behind some prominent Sikhs. We visited them for dinner several times, listening to ghost stories of their haunted home, ghosts that engaged and frightened their lovely waif of a daughter. It made for fun conversation, but I felt their deep concerns.
Fortunately an Akhand Path, the continuous reading of the Siri Guru Granth Sahib, was held by the Sikh family, which automatically dispelled circles of darkness and freed any remaining ghosts from the earthly plane.
The next time we visited the family it was to meet and share a meal with Larissa Stowe, who came with a family friend. Larissa was holding a musical yoga workshop in the community and invited us to attend.
It was a delightful surprise for me. We set our sheepskins down in a plain, rented hall, for what was a simple, brilliantly taught Kundalini Yoga class. Larissa exuded goddess-like light and love. She spoke truth, was animated, funny and kind, and sang songs that opened our hearts.
Larissa was just beginning to launch her career, and what a way to begin, with Ong Namo Guru Dev Namo, spiritual music, friends who love you, and love for the world.
Wahe Guru had great admiration for another up and coming musician, Dougie McClean, whom he said had once visited him in his home. When Dougie came to Eugene to perform in a University of Oregon venue and later at a parkland meadow, we eagerly attended both joyous events, taking the opportunity to go behind stage to shake Dougie’s hand and exchange friendly greetings.
Dougie was Scottish, but stirred his audience body, mind and soul with lyrical melodies, his guitar beating the drum of our hearts. His noble spirit expressed messages of freedom from oppression, visions of innocence, saintly aspirations and warrior-like courage, which transmuted his cultural roots into Universal Love.
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