Devi Ma of Bangalore speaks about Siddha Loka, where Siddhas and Rishis go about their work.
Margaret Simpson, in her book "A Perfect Life," on Swami Muktananda, describes the Siddhaloka too from the standpoint of Swami.
"He was in Siddhaloka, the world of those who have completed the spiritual journey and become Siddhas. As he moved through this place, he saw many Siddhas all deeply absorbed in meditation. Some he recognized, others he did not."
"He also saw Bhagawan Nityananda and understood that in addition to being alive on earth in Ganeshpuri, he also lived in Siddhaloka."
"He felt full of peace, happiness, and love."
Like Devi Ma, who has encountered all the gods and deities since her childhood, Lord Muruga is said to have a field day with Krishnaveni Amma of Kalyana Theertam, too, having her chase after him with a stick for causing mischief. He is said to have had fun teasing and testing the lady saint Avvaiyar, too. Jnana Jothiamma too had Lord Murugan run down the steps of Palani to massage her aching feet and leave.
Supramania Swami, who left an opening as a window to watch the magnificent Annamalaiyar Hill from his Kudil at Tiruvannamalai, closed it up with a gunny sack on my next visit, saying that he could not see the hill as it was fiery. He saw Siddhas and Rishis go about their work. He said that he saw me too, which was pretty puzzling.
When Tavayogi went into Samadhi, a devotee had a dream seeing him ferried on a boat with others, with Lord Siva at the oars, heading towards a hill where Siddhas and Rishis went about their work.
Ramalinga Adigal speaks about Ambalam, as he made his way traversing each door in the kingdom, and finally was shown Lord Siva by Goddess Ma. He kept going as some tried to lure him while others looked upon him with astonishment, wondering how a mortal made it that far. Finally, Mother, who stood at the door to Father's chamber, brings him to Father, where he witnesses the cosmic dance.
Just as a particular song was a song of praise to Lord Ganapathi to Siddha physician Dr.Bhani as a kid, and was a song that spoke about medicine when he came to learn Siddha medicine, and finally was a song of Gnanam when he came under the tutelage of his guru Yogi Ramaiah, this journey could be taken as a physical journey through the realms and world of God, an internal journey through the Chakras as Tavayogi told me or a journey towards coming face to face with one's Soul or Atma Tharisanam as TR Thulasiram writes in his "Arutpaavil Varna Tiraigalum Manigalum" published by Sakti Stores, Pondicheri.
Bhagawan Ramana is said to have entered an opening in the Holy Hill of Arunachala and came across green meadows within the hill. So it seems that the hill is apparently hollow. I figure this was what was depicted in a scene from the movie "Baba".
Agathiyar had revealed to the famed Nadi reader of Chennai, Hanumathdasan Aiya, that Siddhas were living beneath the ground in a specific place in India.
If my mother used to tell me that the Gods had walked along parallel with people on the face of the earth back in ancient times, as the animals saw their presence and alerted their masters, the Gods took away their ability to talk, for they were sharing their secret visits with people. And when it was decided that they should leave, the last was Lord Vishnu, who then gave each nation a tool and a way of worship.
Similarly, we are told of the Siddhas of the past, leaving eventually for Siddha Loka, but not before passing on their works and experiences to us.
We see men and women who lived a saintly life and dedicated their lives to doing God's work here leave too for these outer worlds to continue their good work in subtle ways from the plane and realms of God. Yogi Ramsuratkumar asked his followers to let him go, for he could do bigger things in the subtle realm. Agathiyar told us that he and Tavayogi had switched places, where Tavayogi was now doing Agathiyar's work, and Agathiyar came to guide us further.
Indeed, it might seem that we have turned insane and cuckoo, believing and dishing out these stories. We might be labeled as having hallucinations when God begins to speak in this age. We might seem like madmen to others. For as the Siddhas say, if men choose to believe only when it happens, the Siddhas choose to believe, and it happens. That is how they materialize and materialize things too. So, although it seems that this world of Maya or Creation is said to be the Lila and play of the divine and the work of a mastermind, we too have assisted in numerous ways and added to creation, the chaos and confusion. We create stories based on fact or hearsay, or research or personal experiences, including our own story, and leave it behind for future generations to believe and take it further. But to most, it might remain a mere story, and a lovely tale, while others might even brush it off as myth and legend. Only experience can point us to the truth after we see, feel, hear, etc. And so it was that Agathiyar told me to experience first, and he would come to brief and explain later. He told me to share these experiences with my readers. And so I took the bold move, finally, to piece together all the same bits of experiences that I had, which unknowingly resulted from my practice of Yoga techniques that Tavayogi gave me and which I carried out diligently, in 2007, that aroused the Kundalini in me, that was scattered in this blog into a single post that I shared days ago.
In the video "Kundalini Almost Destroyed Him" on Gopi Krishna's accidental arousal of the Kundalini, we are told that "Today thousands of people each year report experiences that match Gopi Krishna's almost point for point......Most of them, like Gopi Krishna, have no one to call." It was good of him to put down his experiences in writing back then for others who came later to refer and learn and know what was happening and what had to be done further. I was one of those who took up his book and read.
In remembering Asha Bhosle, whose songs we have grown up listening to, Frankie D'Cruz wrote for the online paper, Free Malaysia Today (FMT), that journalist and performer Barani Krishnan, the publicist for Asha Bhosle's concert, on November 30, 1997, in Malaysia,
"found himself not just working with her, but learning from her. For the concert, he wrote a mini biography, weaving her life with the story of Bollywood.
When she read it, she teared up. “Beta… no one has ever done anything like this for me.”
His reply came without hesitation: “Mummy ji, that’s why I had to do it.”
Indeed, somebody has to do some things. Similarly, when I began documenting my pilgrimage and journey to India in 2003 and later in 2005, and soon began to write about my two gurus and finally about the Siddhas, Tavayogi in 2016 told those who gathered that for someone unknown until then, I had placed him in the limelight. He appreciated my contribution. I was deeply moved by his words back then. As Barani told, I guess I was the one to do it. I am grateful to the divine for giving me this precious opportunity to speak and write about my gurus, both in the physical form and in the subtle form too, something that Tavayogi had pushed me to do after we met again in 2007.
Just as Frankie D'Cruz ends the piece saying, "But memory resists distance," indeed, we can bring all the loved ones instantaneously before our mind's eye, even now.