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	<title>Comments on: Who Do I Talk to Now?</title>
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		<title>By: Pete Weidner</title>
		<link>http://www.ourtruetales.com/2007/02/21/who-do-i-talk-to-now/#comment-292</link>
		<author>Pete Weidner</author>
		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Apr 2007 00:15:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>SatSimran, I think of you as an old friend even though hardly a word ever passed between us. I have been gone for many years and wish to remain annonymous (as I can) for the time being, but I saw your posts and just burst into a joy. 
 So there we were (1978?), in my mid-western home town where You and SSS were for a Tantric course and one evening you announce that "THE SIRI SINGH SAHIB IS MAKING THE MEN DINNER; IT IS A GREAT HONOR". And I swore I heard you say, "...AND YOU DON'T DESERVE IT!" Thirty years later, I know I was indescribably honored for that experience. I can not begin to tell it's meaning. I have great gratitude to those of you who spent so much time with Yogi ji and are now writing about it. All your stories are priceless. Thank you SatSimran and the rest.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>SatSimran, I think of you as an old friend even though hardly a word ever passed between us. I have been gone for many years and wish to remain annonymous (as I can) for the time being, but I saw your posts and just burst into a joy.<br />
 So there we were (1978?), in my mid-western home town where You and SSS were for a Tantric course and one evening you announce that &#8220;THE SIRI SINGH SAHIB IS MAKING THE MEN DINNER; IT IS A GREAT HONOR&#8221;. And I swore I heard you say, &#8220;&#8230;AND YOU DON&#8217;T DESERVE IT!&#8221; Thirty years later, I know I was indescribably honored for that experience. I can not begin to tell it&#8217;s meaning. I have great gratitude to those of you who spent so much time with Yogi ji and are now writing about it. All your stories are priceless. Thank you SatSimran and the rest.</p>
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		<title>By: Siri Chand Singh Khalsa</title>
		<link>http://www.ourtruetales.com/2007/02/21/who-do-i-talk-to-now/#comment-124</link>
		<author>Siri Chand Singh Khalsa</author>
		<pubDate>Thu, 08 Mar 2007 22:36:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I remember turning my back on Yogi Bhajan when I got a divorce. I was so angry and shocked by it all ...I left the ashram and for years felt anger towards the Siri Singh Sahib... then I heard he had passed on,,,,I cried for a few days whenever I thought about him.
Then during a meditation he visited me! He told me it was time to teach again. It was time to KEEP UP.
So I picked myself up and I'm teaching....classes seem to fall in front of me....I hear Yogi Ji now and then...it turns out he is closer than ever! Sat Nam!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I remember turning my back on Yogi Bhajan when I got a divorce. I was so angry and shocked by it all &#8230;I left the ashram and for years felt anger towards the Siri Singh Sahib&#8230; then I heard he had passed on,,,,I cried for a few days whenever I thought about him.<br />
Then during a meditation he visited me! He told me it was time to teach again. It was time to KEEP UP.<br />
So I picked myself up and I&#8217;m teaching&#8230;.classes seem to fall in front of me&#8230;.I hear Yogi Ji now and then&#8230;it turns out he is closer than ever! Sat Nam!</p>
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