Throughout my journey with Kirtan Kriya, I’ve been reading about the myriad benefits of it. As if clearing lifetimes of karma wasn’t lofty enough accolade, memory improvement, hormone balancing, mood stabilising, brain function enhancement are all feathers in this meditation’s cap. Kirtan kriya has been the subject of numerous medical studies into how it can ease the symptoms of Alzheimers Disease. I’ve also read that it is a great practice to support menopause in that it improves memory and hormonal balance.
Kirtan Kriya’s tantric mix of mantra, visualisation and mudra activates the brain in a very special way, and a happy side effect of this is it improves memory. I’ve increasingly noticed the sharpening up of my memory faculty during my 31 minute kirtan kriya journey… not so much short term – that is and generally always has been fine – but definitely long term memories, including of this particular photo of me and my sister when we lived in Kenya — now that’s a VERY long time ago! And my long-term memory function has been on a steady incline since I started my 31 minute kirtan kriya practice two years ago.
As I mentioned in a previous instalment, memories are coming thick and fast. People, situations, places, events all emerge with crystal clarity from the murky gloom of my subconscious. It happens not only during the practice, but in daily life, too. This process seems to be getting more pronounced as I wade deeper in to my practice. It’s fascinating and quite marvellous, like watching an in-depth movie of my life! Take for example today’s treasure: my extra maths teacher at junior school, Mrs Norton, who I haven’t thought about in aeons. She emerged with startling clarity as I was walking along the street. I could see her electric blue eyeliner (80s child!) and striped cotton shirt dress, her skin, her smell (she was lovely, so these are good things 🙂 ), I can remember the light gleaming from the surface of her dining table where she conducted lessons, I can visualise her smooth, rounded writing, the plate of Marie biscuits, the glass of orange juice. It’s as clear as a film.
This is probably not the best example. It doesn’t exactly impact much on my life apart from my marvelling at it. But it demonstrates to me how much my brain has stored… and how little I remember of what’s stored in there. Every day brings up a new surprising memory – sometimes joyful, sometimes painful – with incredible detail. I never know what’s going to arise, but it’s always intriguing. Thank you, as always, Kirtan Kriya. On with the next 120 days…
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Sat nam x