October 23

Sri Chinmoy performs 10 crunch abdomen-ups pushing 367-lbs. in Jamaica, Queens, New York. Earlier that morning during training, he offers the following prayers:

 

1. At 5:15 a.m. before lifting 270 lbs with each arm four times.

 

My Supreme, my Supreme, my Supreme,
May this be my last prayerful promise:
I shall never, never, never
Lose faith in You.
My Supreme, my Supreme, my Supreme!

2. At 5:23 a.m. before lifting 130 lbs with each arm simultaneously.

 

My Supreme, my Supreme, my Supreme,
The world cannot see You,
But You can see the world.
May this Blessing
Be enough for the world.
My Supreme, my Supreme, my Supreme!

3. At 5:29 a.m. before lifting 145 lbs one hundred times (50 right, 50 left) for a new record of 2 mins 40 secs.

 

My Supreme, my Supreme, my Supreme!
We do not realise
That in order to be perfect
In our outer life,
We must be perfect
In our inner heart first.
My Supreme, my Supreme, my Supreme!


Published in My Morning Soul-Body Prayers, part 1

 

October 23

 

Sri Chinmoy meets with Prime Minister Narasimha Rao of India at the Bharatiya Vidya Bhavan in New York.

 

October 23

Photos by Adarini Inkei

 

Sri Chinmoy offers a New Millennium Peace Concert to an audience of 5,000 at Central Park East Meadow in Manhattan, New York.

 

 

Sri Chinmoy offers a Peace Concert at the Scottish Rite Temple in San Diego, California.

 

January 9

Photo by Rikshā-wāllā

 

Pondicherry

On October 23rd, 1955 at 5:30 p.m. at the foot of
this particular Tree, I stopped my
heartbeat for seven minutes. Indeed, a
funny experience! On January 9th, 2004 I enjoyed
the same experience at 11:30 a.m. I forgot
 to watch the time this time.

C.K.G.

Jan. 12th, 2004

Photo: Rikshā-wāllā [Rickshaw driver]

 

 

October 23

 

World peace organization calls for silence, reflection

 

In Kosovo, the Albanians are fighting the Serbs. In the West Bank, the Jews and the Palestinians constantly wrangle over land. In Kashmir, the Muslims and the Hindus are struggling over land sovereignty.

Events such as these are the driving force behind Seven Minutes of World Peace, an event scheduled for Saturday that is sponsored by a group of the same name.

In 1984, under the guidance of guru Sri Chinmoy, the group initiated a worldwide seven-minute observation of meditation and silent prayer as a means of spreading the spirit of peace on earth.

The mission statement of Seven Minutes of World Peace aims to focus global attention on the need for international peace and the inter-faith spirit of the United Nations.

USF senior Thucdoan Nguyen, a disciple of Chinmoy, said through worldwide participation she is optimistic that her dreams of world peace can become a reality. Nguyen said the seven-minute meditation affects each individual differently, but typically the reaction is joy and delight.

According to Tilvila Hurwit, an organizer for the Seven Minutes of World Peace in the Tampa Bay area, the cultivation of peace may have far-reaching effects.

“World peace starts in everyone’s heart,” Hurwit said. “Peace starts with one person at a time?”

Seven Minutes of World Peace believes that inner peace may lead to outer peace and consequently to worldwide peace.

In Tampa, this global observance will be held at Martin Luther King Plaza beginning at 1 p.m. 

■ Linda Man


Published in THE ORACLE, University of South Florida, Vol. 36, No. 43, Friday, October 23, 1998

 

October 23

 

This grainy reproduction is the only known photograph of Sri Chinmoy (right) on his first visit to the Daibutsu (Great Buddha) at the Kōtoku-in temple in Kamakura, Japan.

He writes two poems, ‘The Home of Awakened Mankind’ and ‘To Kamakura’, both later published in My Salutation to Japan. While in Kamakura, he also visits the home of Roshi Philip Kapleau (author of the Three Pillars of Zen) and his family.

 

October 22

O Marathon Runner

Lyrics:

O marathon runner,
God the Smiler-Winner!
Bondage-body’s supreme victory
Challenged life’s summit glory.
You claim today for every day
In the Captain’s cosmic Oneness-Play.


Published in Run and Become, Become and Run

 

Photo by Pulak Viscardi

 

Sri Chinmoy offers a Peace Concert at Riverside Church in New York.

 

October 22

Photo by Adarini Inkei

 

Magician Ricky Jay knows every trick in the book, but he was truly impressed when Sri Chinmoy literally lifted him in the air as part of the ‘Lifting Up the World with a Oneness-Heart’ programme. As a gift to Sri Chinmoy, he presents him with a copy of his latest book, Dice: Deception, Fate, and Rotten Luck.

 

October 22

Photos by Bhashwar Hart

 

Sri Chinmoy at an early morning meditation with his students — many of whom will be running the New York City Marathon the next day — at the tennis court adjacent to Jamaica High School track in Jamaica Queens, New York.

 

October 22

Photos by Bhashwar Hart

 

Sri Chinmoy receives the New York City Marathon Medal from Fred Lebow, President and Marathon Race Director of the New York Road Runners Club at the United Nations in New York. At the reception, Sri Chinmoy honours marathon runner Miki Gorman. The next day, she is the first-placed woman in the NYC Marathon for the second year in a row.

 

Lifting Up the World with a Oneness-Heart

Remarks by Sri Chinmoy
at Aspiration-Ground Jamaica, New York

 

My Tennis Coach, Ron Rebhuhn

I am doing something quite unusual. Usually my students introduce the persons they invite to be lifted by me. Today I have invited my dearest brother-friend Ron*, and I wish to introduce him. He was my tennis coach.

I am a man of prayers and meditations. In the spiritual life, we need compassion, concern and self-giving. These three divine qualities are of paramount importance, and Ron, my coach, blessingfully offered me all these three divine qualities. He inspired me immensely to play tennis well. I have tremendous love and admiration for him, and also I have tremendous, tremendous love for tennis.

I am very happy to share with you my experiences with some of the world-famous tennis stars. The very first one to visit us here was Ilie Nastase. I lifted him, and as usual, he was in his own way cutting jokes. He said that if I had lifted him a little higher, he would have touched the vault of the sky! All kinds of things he said. And he was very kind to play with me.

India’s then number-one player, Ramesh Krishnan, came here and played with me. Monica Seles also came, and she was kind to play with me here. Steffi Graf came. Owing to her ankle injury she could not play, but she was lifted by me. The Swedish champion Mats Wilander also came and played with me. After I was forced to give up tennis owing to my knee problems, I lifted Billie Jean King. She was very, very kind to me. India’s present number-one player, Leander Paes, has visited us a number of times. Quite recently Martina Navrátilová came, and I lifted her. I still have tremendous love and admiration for tennis!

To come back again to my dearest brother-friend Ronnie, he is a philosopher, a psychologist and the possessor of many, many divine qualities, and he is a host in himself in offering his good qualities to the world at large.

I am very happy, very delighted and very grateful to have you here, my dearest friend-coach Ronnie.

* Ron Rebhuhn, a long-time USTA Eastern tournament director, tennis coach, and USPTA Master Professional, left this world on 26 August 2012.

My Brother-Student Bholanath

Let me say just a few words about my dearest brother Bholanath. His other name is Clyde. When my life in New York was only two weeks old, he came to visit my sponsors, and there we met. He saw something in me — something good, I am sure. He became my dearest brother and friend. I depended on him for everything. He helped me far beyond my imagination. He served the Supreme, who is my God, in every possible way for years. My heart shall forever remain grateful to my brother-student Bholanath, Clyde.

His sweet children, Mark, David and Michael, are now grown up. I was fortunate enough in those days to lavish my affection and love on these three sons of his. Today I am very, very happy and delighted to have David here with his family.


Published in My Golden Children