A principle in life to remember is to travel light.
You are traveling all the time.
Travel light, live light, spread the light, be the light.

– Yogi Bhajan

Sikh Stories

Memoirs about YB


The Bait

by Guru Fatha Singh

Yogi Bhajan's home at 9006 Phyllis Avenue was a hive of activity with people coming and going, people working, people visiting, and people just passing by. The Master took inspiration from the dollar bill with its motto: "In God We Trust" - but dollar bills were not in abundance. Yogi Bhajan and a few volunteers who did the correspondence and other office work took turns using a well-worn blanket to catch a couple of hours sleep. They affectionately called it the "holy blanket."

The kitchen of the Phyllis Ashram could be a very busy place indeed. Daily, Ganga engaged in the alchemy of making "something" from "nothing" to feed the guests. The need for groceries was so great that a student whom Yogi Bhajan had named "Premka" sold her cherished record collection to stock the kitchen with food.

Ganga had once complained to Yogiji that she would have preferred to leave the kitchen, wear a pretty nice dress, and join the guests in the living room. He advised her that if she just chanted and cooked and did the dishes, she would wash her karmas away. And that is what Ganga did.

The people who came to see Yogi Bhajan would come with all sorts of motivations. Some wanted guidance. Some wanted gratification. Some were confused and didn't really know what they wanted. And then, there were "yogi hunters" who also wanted his time and attention.

On one occasion, Yogi Bhajan interrupted a woman who had come with a proposition for him, "I would like to ask you a question."
She said, "What?"
He replied, "Are you a hooker?"
"Huh? How can you say that?"
"I don't know what it means to you, but I am just asking a simple English I speak English English. I am not American."
"What do you mean by 'hooker'?"
"You know the fish? You take the fish, you take the reel and you put that hook? And one who puts that hook is called "hooker."
"Well, in this country, they call a prostitute a "hooker."

"No, you are not a prostitute! Prostitutes are very honourable, so you are not a prostitute. A prostitute is honourable. I have all respect for a prostitute. You know, they sell themselves, they charge the money, they give you in return, and that's it. It's a business. They sell their body. You give them money. It's very 'unfairly fair' I call it. But these hookers, God knows where they first are going to stick that thing into you, and then how long you are going to do like that, you know. You know what I mean? And when are they going to put you in a bag and how you are going to be treated? I mean, you can't predict anything! By 'hooker,' exactly I mean that."

"Do you know how many million dollars I want to give to you.?"
"I definitely know that I am a man in a very shallow pond, okay? But I am not willing to take your bait." Yogi Bhajan was a learned man. In his learning, he was very well aware that the greatest consciousness and divinity and morality and strength and power of a man is knowing the bait. An ordinary man thinks he has the power to bite, not knowing that once he bites he may never bite again. A yogi, therefore, knows he should never bite. He should read between the lines and find the bait... and let it stink.


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