Autobiography of a Yogi and Me

In 1982, after many years of seeking meaning, a friend offered me a copy of Autobiography of a Yogi. I read it, and while not able to relate to many of the experiences shared by Yogananda, I instantly understood that he had the understanding that I had been seeking. I began taking his written lessons, after reading that he insisted … Read More

We came into the world just weeks apart, Autobiography of a Yogi and I, born together in December 1946. Both of us were riding on waves of human hope: I was part of the “baby boomer” generation that emerged after millions of American servicemen returned from World War II. Hoping to leave the horrors of war behind, the soldiers wanted … Read More

All the way up the winding staircase on the fifth floor of a brownstone townhouse in Boston, I sat in my dorm room reading about Kriya Yoga in Paramhansa Yogananda’s Autobiography of a Yogi. This book has been called the spark of the spiritual revolution this past century: My father had given me his copy of the Autobiography when I was home on … Read More

I was seven years old when I first tried to read Yogananda’s Autobiography of a Yogi. I remember bits of it from that age, like Yogananda’s account of the Tiger Swami, but not too much. When I was 20 years old I finally read all of it. It started me on a lifelong search for God, truth, and inspired me … Read More