31 Oct 2009
The Lilas of the Devine
30 Oct 2009
Every Darshan is unique
29 Oct 2009
He takes us home!
28 Oct 2009
Swami's Goal in Life
Swami Vishwananda is someone who loves God with all his heart and soul in a very pure and childlike way. This approach to loving God creates for him a very personal and natural relationship with the Divine, and thereby he resonates with people in a way that their lives may be transformed. Swami’s goal in life is to touch the hearts of people who are spiritually and magnetically drawn to him in such a way that they are motivated to adopt a spiritual life centred on God. 27 Oct 2009
It's Your Choice what he is for You!
Once Swami and I went together to Rodrigues, a small island off the coast of Mauritius where we stayed at a small guesthouse. The son of the family who lived in the main house was 20 years old, which happened to be the same age as Swami at the time. The son began mocking Swami, making fun of him as a spiritual person who performed miracles, etc. Swami graciously tried a few times to talk to the son in a reasonable way, but met with no success. Soon Swami quietly removed himself from the uncomfortable situation. At that time I was astounded to see that instead of getting hurt or angry, he actually had compassion for the young man. Swami allows people to choose whether they relate to him as guru, brother, friend or just a ordinary person.
25 Oct 2009
God never forgets
When I met Swami Vishwananda the first time, I felt that I had known these eyes for a long time. Together with my husband we had a short conversation with him, not knowing what to say or ask. When I finally managed to speak, I muttered: “Swami, can you come and bless our house?” He replied: “It is all in the hands of the Divine, when the time is right, and if it is meant to be, it will happen”. Then he said: “Ah, maybe five years time”. I was shocked, five years is a long time. In later years I came to realise the phrase: 'Man asks and forgets, but God never forgets'. Swami kept his promise; exactly five years later, I had a phone call from Swami and he asked if we were free and that he would like to come and visit us. I was thrilled. He came home and blessed us all, and we had a beautiful lunch with him.22 Oct 2009
Ganesha and Hanuman
21 Oct 2009
Respect, or how do I meet my Guru
When you meet your Satguru, you feel, that this is a very special encounter. And you try to grasp, who or what he is, but you cannot grasp him. I am always wondering in my encounters with my Satguru Swami Vishwananda: How do I deal with my Guru? He is so near and yet so far away. How can I ever live up to him? Often I have felt clumsy or disrespectful without wanting to be like that. I have always suffered from this conflict.
One day in Steffenshof, I had a conversation with Guruji. This conversation came about only through Pritalananda who told Guruji that I had something on my mind which than made him to summon me. I got the impression that he was actually a bit amused about my shyness. After this conversation we walked down the stairs together, when I said from the bottom of my heart to him: “I am so sorry when I am sometimes disrespectful towards you, Swami.” He answered straight away: “I don´t care, that’s your problem. You are suffering, not me.”
Prajna, Centre Springen17 Oct 2009
Divali-Darshan
13 Oct 2009
Tools in the Hand of God
12 Oct 2009
Vibhuti on the tongue
11 Oct 2009
Darshan Vienna - Oct 10 - 2009
9 Oct 2009
Support for Balasai Baba
Here is an excerpt from a cry for help of the ashram:
"...10.000 houses and huts have been completely destroyed. Countless people have been left homeless in Kurnool and its environment. Alongside the raging river everything is devastated. Great suffering. The ashram was under water up to the second floor. The temples- the old one as well as the new one- were invisible. Nothing is left. Suffering with no end. Also Baba has nothing left. His rooms have been flooded up to the ceiling- also those on the first floor. Everything is gone. In spite of this the trust is distributing food every day to hundreds of people for that the homeless do not have to starve..." Swamis favourite biscuits
8 Oct 2009
At the end of the day
7 Oct 2009
The Mind
6 Oct 2009
Why so late?
5 Oct 2009
Cousin Ravi meets the Divine Mother
3 Oct 2009
Swami Vishwananda Darshan
Coming to the second question if I believe in death: Well, no, I don’t. How many of you believe in death? Please be sincere. Lift your hand. How many of you believe in death? Nobody? Oh at least one person, who is sincere. Very good. Are you sure you don’t believe in death? Sincerely I said, eh? Be truthful a little, little bit towards yourself. Give me an answer please. (Person 1: Guruji, it depends on what we are looking. When you are looking at the body, well there is some change, we can call it death. If you look at the soul, it might be different.)
(Person 2: Yes, similar answer. I would say I believe in death, but I believe that death is changing everything. And what remains then is transformed and this is God too.” Yes, very good. Well, I said I don’t believe, because I know it doesn’t exist. It’s one of the illusions, like many other illusions that the Divine created. That’s why I said “I don’t believe in death.” I know that I am eternal and immortal. Of course I don’t refer to the body. The body has it’s limit.
It reminds me of Sri Paramahamsa Ramakrishna. If you don’t know him: There is a beautiful book called “The gospel of Sri Ramakrishna.” Read it. It’s very inspiring. It will help you a lot on the spiritual path. Sri Ramakrishna lived in the 19th century. He died on 16h of august 1886. So when he died, in the Hindu tradition it is like that : when the husband dies, the wife has to break or remove all the jewellery. I guess it’s the same thing here also, no? Or they put more jewellery on? So in the Hindu tradition it is like that: You have to remove all the jewellery. So Sarada Devi, the wife of Ramakrishna was always wearing the bangles, which she received from Ramakrishna when they got married. When he married Sarada Devi Ramakrishna was 23 years old and she was five years old. Shocking, isn’t it? But that was normal that time. So till Ramakrishna died, he was 50 years old. For 27 years she had these bangles in her arm and never removed them. She grew up and of course the bangles became were very tight in her
hand. So she was wondering how to break these bangles and decided to cut them. As she was going to cut the bangles out, she heard the voice of Ramakrishna saying “Sarada Devi, what are you doing? Why are you breaking these bangles that I gave you? Do you think I am dead? I am not dead. I am still alive. I just moved from one room to the other.” It’s like the sun. When the sun is setting, we all say that it is dark no? But when the sun sets, it’s day somewhere else. Same: When death happens there is birth somewhere else, in other spheres or another level of spirituality. So in reality you are not dead. Coming to your question: We refer death so much to the body, but the consciousness has the power of God to create a new body at will. You can see it in the lives of Saints, that even being dead, when they appeared to somebody who was praying to them, they appeared in body and flesh. Death is something that nobody can escape. We all know about death, but we don’t want to see it, we don’t want to believe in it. When we believe in it, we see the most terrible and terrifying part of it, but we don’t see the beautiful part of it. We don’t see this bridge, when the Beloved calls you and says “Come, Cross over that bridge and attain me.” So it’s not terrifying at all. Like St. Francis said; at the time of his death “Welcome sister death”. That put death to a shock, because you take away all the power of fear and create this great joy. This great joy that you are moving towards the higher plane, you are moving towards your Beloved (God).
Jai Gurudev!
Kolam or Rangoli

2 Oct 2009
Gayatri Mantra
A little while ago during a Gayatri Yagna that was performed in Springen, Swami Vishwananda recorded a new CD. On this CD he sings the Gayatri Mantra very sweetly and softly.
