Strange Meeting: Daniel

Morning. Big bowl of dahi at PAPU. Israeli-looking indian girl talking of her life, and beside her the quiet, calm, stillness of Daniel, man from Israel. India-fanatic. Been in India five years, drawn to Shiva in places like Omkareshwar and Benaras. Musician. Thinker. Evening. Comes over. Play him the music of Indra Okat, he loves it. And then suddenly I ask him if he has had a kundalini experience. Somehow his mannerisms seemed to have a serpent-sorta bent. Yes. How how strange. He described the whole experience. Insane... of his head spinning like the hood of snake, of him holding that imaginary axis that controls the uncoiling, the way he read people's thoughts like subtitles, knowing exactly what they thought, of that mad season in Omkareshwar being drawn to Shiva power, connecting with Him, of Hathayoga, vipaasana and how funny Goenka was, of how he stared at ants and flies for eleven hours a day, of losing his mind in isolation in the beaches of Puri, of his Polish friend who also had a Kundalini awakening. I just sat and heard him talk...