My personal memories of learning to levitate two lifetimes back around 1860 in Tibet

 The times of this were triggered (the memories) when I met my first Tibetan lama in Ashland Oregon in the winter of 1980 later that year. I remembered being with this lama who was my teacher then in Tibet which is now a part of Nepal now. Later I traveled by foot trekking from the closest roads to Kathmandu over to (this has a good picture of what Tarke Gyang looked like pronounced (tar key gee ang) then in 1986. So, I shared this link with you to imagine being there when I was there in 1986 in March I believe trekking 50 miles with my family. There were no roads at all there then just trails and long suspension bridges over rivers and chasms. Porters carried literally everything from food to building materials to whatever for miles and miles. We hired a young porter whose name was Bimbahadur which I think meant "Strong one of God" or something like that. He had just gotten married at 15 and needed porter work so we hired him to carry some of our trekking gear to Tarke Gyang then. What was amazing to me was porters carrying corrugated aluminum in the winds across long suspension bridges for building. Corrugated aluminum or tin roofing is about 2 1/2 to 3 feet wide by 8 or 10 feet long. So, not sailing off a bridge in wind gusts in the mountains is a very serious thing (especially for us to watch this level of risk taking). which might compare to driving Semi Gasoline trucks on freeways throughout the U.S.

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Tarke Gyang Village, Helambu, Nepal, 1972. The gompa is on the left hand side of the village surrounded by prayer flags. This is one of the largest Buddhist ...

 

So, I remember quite clearly being a cave yogi under the tutelage of the first Tibetan Lama I ever met in the U.S. in 1980 around 1860. during this lifetime I was born around 1840 and I was learning to be a cave yogi around the 1860s. I lived near Tarke Gyang in a cave where I visited the cave in 1986 by the way. It was the furthest point I traveled to by foot from Kathmandu, Nepal where we were staying at the Snow Lion Inn near Boudhanath which is where a large Tibetan buddhist Stupa is there in Kathmandu, Nepal.

 

The memory that is the most vivid of this lifetime is after several years of doing a levitation puja practice in a cave and my skin somewhat green from eating nettles and mountain water to sustain myself of on a full Moon going out of my cave in the night to levitate for the first time. My matted long hair and long fingernails and rotting garments were flapping in the wind as I lifted off the ground for the first time. I was able to levitate all over Asia from the 1860s until around 1930 when I passed on in India where I was a Guru there at that time. 

I can remember quite clearly out of compassion to prevent people from passing out or dying from seeing someone traveling through levitation instead of walking so I usually traveled by levitation at night so people wouldn't have heart attacks or strokes when they saw me levitating. People were very uneducated and superstitious then and couldn't always deal with things like this. People from the U.S. now also would have to be protected from their own materialistic views of life on earth too. Some people could handle seeing things like this but most could not survive seeing something like this in actuality even now.

Tarke Gyang Village, Helambu, Nepal, 1972. The gompa is on the left hand side of the village surrounded by prayer flags. This is one of the largest Buddhist ...

 

Note: We took buses from Boudanath to the nearest dirt roads to Tarke Gyang. The last bus was enclosed and we sat on the floor of the vehicle which was like a uhaul moving van with a 20 foot enclosed bed. This seemed very strange to me at the time but this was the only way to get to this point other than taking a taxi all that way. Soon we were all unloaded and hiked with our backpacks as far as the river there.