Kailash is not merely a mountain; it is a living being, inhabited by countless entities, energies, and frequencies. It is the ultimate, absolute energy. The frequencies within Kailash are numerous and unique, powerful, radiant, and sublime — unmatched anywhere else on Earth.
How were these frequencies formed? Where did they come from? Only my limited mind can ask such questions. The Roof of the World, a sanctuary. Protection from the negativity generated by human beings and the shadows carried through lifetimes. Kailash heals, discards old cobwebs, and cleanses rusted desires so the golden inner shine may appear.
A cloak of energy was placed over me, sending its rays directly into my heart. The constant light connecting me is warm, bright, and comforting. I am awestruck by Kailash’s beauty, its tranquility, its very existence, its unique form. Silence and peace touch me most profoundly. Kailash is alive; it speaks through subtle energy. Open your heart and listen. I feel it within me, deep inside — communicating through vibrations that touch every living soul passing nearby, leaving an eternal imprint.
The Journey: Parikrama and Yama Dwar
Walking or riding the pony, only fragments of this awareness resonated in my mind. I was exhausted — the only thought was to reach the end of the path. Yet, one glance at Kailash and I would lose myself in other worlds. Parikrama is, in truth, a journey through the womb of the Universe. At Yama Dwar, the beginning of parikrama, all my past literally remained behind; I turned my back to it, shedding burdens without doubt.
“Faith has always guided me in what I do, knowing it is right.” – Inspired by Mohanji
Now I stepped into something new, unknown, and sublime. What is the purpose of human civilization? To return to the roots. And what is the root? Love. My heart warmed, my eyes filled with tears — so simple.
The second day, I felt I might collapse from exhaustion. My body, almost entirely water, threatened to dissolve in rivers or under the Tibetan sun. Yet, instead of resting, I pushed forward. I fell into a river; the stones around me were white, smooth, warm, and gentle. My Sherpa reached a hand, yet I lingered a moment longer. Cold water hit me to the bone, and I leapt out, half-soaked, changing into dry boots, moving onward. Hours passed in silence, memories surfacing of moments I had lost my voice for no reason. Tears, thirst, exhaustion — and it all passed.
Encounters with the Sublime
Two days after the full moon, I looked at Kailash ahead, the moon above. Its brilliance was so intense I could not gaze at it longer than a second. I shifted my eyes to the surrounding stars — little diamonds. I wondered how I could ever confront pure consciousness, radiant like a million suns, if I could not endure this moon. Kailash whispered through the wind, river, and earth. I walked, chanting Om Namah Shivaya, and in moments of exhaustion, my mantras merged: Om Hrim Dram Shri, occasionally Om Mani Padme Hum. In this blending, I lost myself completely — my identity dissolved, fatigue became normal, and the world’s concerns vanished.
Through this, I realized: Per aspera ad astra — through difficulties, to the stars. Where my stars lie, only the divine knows. I reflected on sound and vibration: how from Om, primordial sound, mantras arose; how frequencies manifested syllables, deities, and yantras. Creation unfolded through subtle vibrations. In this presence, past and future dissolved — only my being remained.
Kailash Within and Without
I felt myself floating among mountains, moving horizontally through space while vertically aligned within, like a cross. I left my burdens at Yama Dwar. The universe may have arisen without active participation, yet here I was, self-generated, aware of each cell, my spine illuminated up to the heart.
Sun, rain, wind, hailstones — all elements danced around me. Kailash’s energy intertwined with mine, a symphony of fire, water, earth, ether, and sky. Shiva’s cosmic dance revealed itself: duality without separation. Mohanji’s energy, alongside that of great sages, left traces I could perceive, see, and hear — woven into my very being.
“When he closes his eyes, I close mine. His heartbeat aligns with mine. He is me, I am him.” – Personal reflection
Kailash radi one energy containing countless vibrations — Supreme power, the axis mundi connecting heaven, earth, and the underworld. It spans karmic and divine frequencies. I am a microcosm of Kailash, axis mundi within my spine, divine consciousness above my head. The universe revolves around these vibrations inside and outside me. Kailash is life itself — protective, transformative, eternal.
Visions and Divine Encounters
I saw countless faces, eyes, elephant trunks, Ganesha, elongated faces, expressions, all shifting. Each side of Kailash reveals new aspects. Small Kailash hides treasures, gold. These visions were samadhi in motion, spontaneous manifestations of consciousness. Mountains are alive; they observe and respond. Kailash saw me, perhaps as Jasenka with all her experiences, or simply as an energy point. Memories intertwined with Shaktipat in Sri Lanka — a drop of viscous water from my third eye touched my heart, echoing Kailash’s presence.
On the third day, Parvati appeared atop the snow-covered peaks, gentle and white, crowned by crystal blue skies — heaven on earth. Returning by bus, glimpses of past lives emerged: a Buddhist monk, Jesuit monk, butcher, village woman, deer — many clad in brown robes. Every encounter, every sight confirmed my blessedness.
Gratitude and Presence
I remain eternally grateful to Mohanji for guidance and grace. His presence reveals unseen worlds; my heart beats with his, my breath is one with his, his energy constant within me. He is my soul in another form.
Note: My voice may never return to its old tone. I am grateful to the small white pony that carried my exhausted body and spirit along the parikrama path.
