The bold, scribbled handwriting and poor illustrations immediately caught my eye. This was the first meditation diary I had written during my time in L'Escala, Spain in 2004.
My body was honest yet raw and sensitive. Every muscle in my frame began to assert itself at once. I was so captivated by their assertions that my left hemisphere stopped creating language the next day after dedicating my mind and body to the primary series of Ashtanga Yoga. Silence descended, enveloping my head.
I took a deep breath, feeling the diaphragm's steady ripple spread across my being. It was as if my soul had been transplanted into a new, foreign yet familiar vessel. Slowly, and steadily, I blew out breath and my legs which is a part of the new vessel brought me to the kitchen.
With utmost care and attention to my new arms and hands, I filled the dedicated tank with water and placed the grounds in the portafilter, tamping them to ensure even pressure. I felt my hands with a slight tremor struggling to secure the portafilter, I turned on the machine.
I have been cherishing those quiet moments after I activated the espresso machine when everything was still and calm since I bought this white machine 7 years ago on the way to Timisoara, Romania by train. As if all things surrounding me in the kitchen were looking at this machine, I could feel oneness with them. Just as I started to be bored of this silence, steam began to rise from the little appliance, filling the kitchen with a delightful aroma. There was neither going back nor pause at that point—my new day had officially started.
My first task was to create a heart shape with foamed milk on top of a rich, bold shot.
Cappuccino with a heart shape with foamed milk- photo by Yuko Sato
I took fresh, cold milk and poured it in with care. My sour muscles were responding to me. I filled the pitcher halfway and gave it room to flare. I submerged the steam wand in cold milk, and let the frothing spin. Milk breathed in the steam, and let the magic begin.
I angled the pitcher, making a gentle tilt immersing the steam wand where the bubbles quilt. I felt the warmth rise on my face a gentle embrace. I smiled back. I twirled and swirled it, letting froth find its place like the whirlwind’s embrace.
I listened for whispers, a soft hissing song, as the milk foamed and frothed. It wouldn’t take long like a magical moment a baby bird leaving the nest. When it was silky and creamy, just below a boil, I coaxed the milk into a luscious foil.
Now, I brought my cup with dark espresso before me and held my pitcher high, letting my heart make its mark on my darkness, I began with a circle pouring steady and slow from the centre outwards, letting the magic flow.
As the cup filled with joy, and drew the stream near, I pulled it back gently, and let the shape adhere with a flick of my wrist, guiding the milk’s heart. It was a perfect love symbol, a work of art. The first task was completed.
I sat at the kitchen bar and held the warmth with both hands. As I sipped a cappuccino heart, tender and grand, a vague recollection of the last night's dream stirred in my mind. I was enchanted. The bold, intense flavour of the coffee prompted me to pick up my pen and begin recording details of the dream in my journal.
I spontaneously wrote a title, “Overcome personal wounds suffering my identity and independence”. It surprised me.
The murky, black pond in the dream- photo by Yuko Sato
I had found myself immersed in a pond, the murky, black substance clinging to my feet, a rough and sticky sensation. On the other side of the pond lay a wounded deer, with a black liquid oozing from its wound into the pond. I saw the depth of the swamp seemed unfathomable, and I was baffled and felt the urge to cry out. I said not "Help me!", but "Poor me!" I searched my fears and insecurities I'd just released. They were my precious.
I was nearly crying and kept moving my hands. I touched something. My hand grasped it and brought it in front of me. Unexpectedly - it was a young boy with soft, light brown hair. Felt with a sense of nostalgia. I asked, "What's wrong with you?" instead of "Who are you?" and began to care for him deeply. His gaze, fixed on a distant point, slowly turned to meet mine, and I was struck by the mystery and history which were etched on his eyes. As I delved into his past, I sensed a growing danger, and without hesitation, I severed his head with my sword.
“Don't be afraid, trust your creativity, Soon another child will appear. You must find the black liquid string that controls the child.” Surprisingly, I said to myself.
Another child appeared. It was a girl who resembled my daughter when she was small. I searched the black liquid string. Yes, she had a long string attached to her back. I followed it. It brought me to another world.
A Girl in the dark-photo by Yuko Sato
I stood before an old stone building, its weathered facade hinting at a story long forgotten. Pushing open the heavy wooden door, I stepped inside. The air was thick with the scent of aged paper and dust—it was an old library. At the back, a spiral staircase beckoned me.
As I climbed the stairs, the wooden steps creaked beneath my weight, a sound that felt oddly familiar. It was as if I had walked these steps before. As I reached the top, I discovered a hidden room bathed in a warm glow from a tall, narrow window with pointed arches at the top.
There was a ladder before the tall window. A man was in the window frame, his figure and the ladder created a long interesting shadow on the floor. I thought that he was installing a vibrant stained glass. He turned slowly to face me, and our eyes met.
Again, a wave of nostalgia washed over me, bringing a flood of memories that felt just out of reach.
"Oh, it's you again," he said, his voice was familiar yet strangely I sensed hateful. The heavy atmosphere increased with tension under the dim light filtering through the windows.
A worker installs a stained glass at St. Ignatius Cathedral in Shanghai. Photo by Yuko Sato
"Yes, it’s me, again" I replied, my heart racing.
His eyes returned to the ladder and reached for the next rung, the moment arrived—the perfect timing, as written in the book "Five Rings".
With a sudden rush of adrenaline, I crouched low, my muscles coiled like a spring and my feet left the ground as they launched into the air.
With a swift motion, my right hand flew to the hilt of my sword, drawing the blade from its sheath with a soft, yet decisive hiss. The gleaming steel caught the glow from the window, a brief flash of silver glinting before the inevitable strike. In an elegant, fluid motion, I swung the sword downwards, the blade slicing through the air with deadly precision.
As the sword met its mark with a swift, clean cut, severing flesh and bone, dark vines erupted from the wound. It was reaching for me. I knew from experience that even a moment of hesitation could be fatal.
I asked myself, "Who are you?"
Without answering, I slashed at the tendrils, cutting them down. They dissolved into a thick black liquid, seeping back into the swamp from which they came.
The time he seemed to pass slowly. As I landed gracefully, the slashed head toppled from the shoulders, rolling across the stone floor, eyes closed in peace, while the body crumpled against the ladder. He was wearing a black cloak.
With a deep breath, I placed my pen on the kitchen table, with a sense of satisfaction and excitement. The vivid imagery of the dream still lingered in my mind and sparked a strong intuition.
I went to the bookshelf in the living room with full focus. The pain from my sour muscle had ebbed away. I traced each book with my fingertips as if I were at the library in the last night's dream. My index finger found an old yellow notepad between two thick books. One was the Neverending Story and the other was the Nietzsche. Both were Japanese versions.
The index finger found an old yellow notepad between the Neverending Story and the Nietzsche. Photo by Yuko Sato
The Neverending Story was found at a bookstore called Libro when I was in elementary school in Ikebukuro, Tokyo. I stopped by there every week on my way home from violin lessons and spent hours there with my mother and brother. As I wrote in the Kiosk, Tokyo was a massive forest of buildings and this towering transportation hub, Ikebukuro a veritable forest of skyscrapers, was a world unto itself, but Libro was a different dimension entirely - a gateway to the cultures and arts of Japan and beyond. It would have been something like Google today.
Besides, the name "Ikebukuro" sounds like "Ike" which means "pond "and "Fukuro" which means "owl" in Japanese. Therefore, a stone owl statue was installed in 1987 inside the JR East Ikebukuro Station in Toshima Ward, Tokyo. It became a popular meeting spot for people waiting for others at the east exit of Ikebukuro Station. Owls are considered wise and auspicious creatures in Japanese folklore and mythology.
My strict yet generous mother would often accompany my brother and me on these excursions, allowing us to lose ourselves in the endless shelves of photo books, art tomes, and rare stationery sourced from around the globe. As I wandered the aisles in Libro, the owl's watchful gaze seemed to imbue the entire bookstore with a sense of wonder and possibility. It was as if the owl itself was guiding me on a journey of discovery, inviting me to explore the boundless realms of knowledge and creativity that lay within. It was in this magical space that I could truly connect with the world, expanding my horizons far beyond the confines of my everyday life.
My mother bought this Nietzsche in Libro. Even now, the memory of those afternoons spent at Libro, with my mother and brother by my side, the owl standing sentinel, remains a cherished part of my childhood. It was a time when the world felt vast and full of promise, and a simple bookstore could transport me to a different dimension entirely.
A stone owl of “Ikefukuro:池フクロウ” on the Neverending Story and Nietzsche-Photo by Yuko Sato
Looking up from the two memorable books, I sipped my cappuccino. It was cold already. I regained my composure and focused on the old yellow notebook, turning the pages with trepidation.
The bold, scribbled handwriting and poor illustrations immediately caught my eye.
This was the first meditation diary I had written during my time in L'Escala, Spain in 2004. The difficult-to-read, stately handwriting was written with my left hand - an unusual choice, as my dominant hand is my right. I couldn't recall why I had made this decision, but I knew the reason as I delved into the pages 15 years later.
My emotions and feelings were palpable in every stroke of the pen. I could feel the seriousness, excitement, surprise, hesitation, and doubt that had consumed me during that transformative period. It was as if the pages were imbued with the very essence of my first spiritual journey.
It all started with DJ Daddy Vegas, my ex-partner. After he introduced me to the world of yoga in Hong Kong, we moved to Shanghai in 2002, where I got photography work and he dove headfirst into meditation, tea, and the delicate art of bonsai.
By day, he lived like a hermit, supposedly nestled deep in the mountains of China while I actively moved around Shanghai as a photographer, and by night he spun funky beats in the clubs while I was creating art photography in my studio.
DJ Daddy Vegas walks into Shanghai to look for old records putting on a bowler hat and carrying a portable record player. Photo by Yuko Sato
At that time, he discovered Satchidanand. Then, as if the universe had whispered sweet nothings in his ear, he jetted off to Spain.
I’ll never forget when he waltzed back into my studio in Shanghai two weeks later. It was like watching a caterpillar emerge as a butterfly—he was vibrant with a sparkle in his eyes that could light up even the darkest dance floors. From that day on, he meditated every day explained what he learnt in L'Escala, Spain and talked about Satchidanand.
I believed that embarking on a spiritual quest required a trusty guide, and DJ Daddy Vegas was just that. He effortlessly showcased the transformations that happened before my eyes, igniting a spark that made me yearn for my meditation journey with Sachidanand.
However, it didn't happen right away. I was revelling in my life as a photographer in Shanghai, surrounded by friends who were equally enamoured with the vibrant chaos of life in Shanghai. My soul didn't call for meditations.
View from the window of a photo studio on the Yong Jia Lu in Shanghai in 2003-Photo by Yuko Sato
Then came the twist. We decided to leave Shanghai for good, made a pit stop in sunny Granada, Spain, and eventually found myself in dreary England. It was a culture shock! The weather was miserable, the food was bland, and the conservative lifestyle felt like putting on smaller shoes. For the first time in my life, I tasted the bitter fruit of depression. With prices that could cause a hermit's immediate death, I had to work as a chef in a vegetarian restaurant at night to keep working as a photographer.
Finally, I booked a ticket to Barcelona. My soul called for meditation under the sun, because sometimes, the only way to change my life is to change my scenery. I met Satchidanand at the Barcelona Airport in 2004.
Satchidanand at the Barcelona Airport in 2004.
When I found the sword I used in my dream last night in the old yellow notepad. My heart began to race because the diary contained fragments of the dream from the previous night, but the content was far more than just a dream. These were the details of psychic visions I had experienced during a meditation course led by my teacher, Satchidanand. He taught me a technique called the "THE ENERGY ENHANCEMENT MEDITATION SEVEN STEP PROCESS" which he created to remove energy blockages to achieve perfect health and immortality. Lately, he revealed its origin which was Tamil Siddar Bhogar.
A poor illustration of the spiritual sword with the left hand in 2004 by Yuko Sato
“I would like you to understand that Bhogar taught the Kundalini Kriyas and the Five Elemental Pathways of the Qi of Chinese Alchemical Taoism.
It was Devi and I created the Seven Step Process an d the Initiations of Energy Enhancement Meditation over several years which ended in the highest level of energy on this Planet - The Avatar of Synthesis Buddhafield - being imbued into Energy Enhancement Meditation.
Here I must mention the source of the Energy being first Zen Master Hogen to first Dan, but later Swami Satchidanand who boosted me over several years to new heights of energy but lastly myself who went even further.
We stand on the shoulders of Giants!
S”
THE ENERGY ENHANCEMENT MEDITATION SEVEN STEP PROCESS was a captivating, at least for me, almost science fiction-like method, using my imagination to find energy blockages, remove them with an imaginary spiritual sword which I drew above and purify them in the centre of the Earth. The more I delved into this practice, the more incredible its effectiveness became. I could feel the change in this method working within me. Thank God, I had illustrated the entire process on one page of the yellow notepad. I experienced it with my third eye, the Āgyā Chakra, often referred to as the "Third Eye" or "Eyebrow Centre."
The entire process of the Energy Enhancement Seven-Step Process during the meditation course in L’Escala, Spain in 2004-illustrated by Yuko Sato
As I flipped more pages, various drawings of blockages attracted me. The drawings of the blockages that had been lying dormant in this notepad on the bookshelf for 15 years suddenly came alive before my eyes. These drawings were a kind of evidence that I opened the Āgyā Chakra with my teacher Satchidanand 15 years ago.
Rose covered with thousands of black ants-illustrated by Yuko Sato
The Āgyā Chakra, often referred to as the "Third Eye" or "Eyebrow Centre," is located at the upper end of the spinal column, transitioning to the brain, however, its energy is primarily felt in the centre of the forehead, between the eyebrows. This chakra symbolises command, knowledge, and wisdom and represents a crucial development point for cultivating humanity and spiritual insight. It is also known as the "Guru Chakra" or "Seat of the Master," highlighting its role as a bridge to Divine Consciousness.
The process of removing various energy blockages, black stones, a black magician, and strange creatures with the spiritual sword from my heart chakra in meditation- illustrated by Yuko Sato
During this Energy Enhancement Meditation Course, I practised the Ashtanga Primary Series every morning before meditation following the Mysore style. In the Mysore style, I followed my own pace, choosing when to start and how long to stay in each posture, allowing for a personalized approach to the practice. The relationship between the Āgyā Chakra and Ashtanga Yoga is significant, as both emphasize the cultivation of higher consciousness and spiritual development.
Ashtanga Yoga is a system of yoga that incorporates a series of postures (asanas), breath control (pranayama), and concentration techniques. This practice helps prepare the body and mind for deeper meditation, which is essential for awakening the Āgyā Chakra. This was why I drew my psychic visions much faster and more detailed than other students.
Students in Energy Enhancement Meditation Course after dinner in 2004-Photo by Yuko Sato
Every morning, I focused on the synchronisation of breath called “ujjayi pranayama” with a movement called “vinyasa”. This connection is essential for building internal heat, enhancing focus, and cultivating a meditative state during practice. I was already in a meditative state before I seriously meditated with Satchidanand and the other students.
Another essential tip I remembered was the practice of Drishti, which involves gazing steadily at a specific point during asanas. This focused gaze can stimulate the consciousness associated with the Āgyā Chakra, enhancing clarity, awareness, and the ability to turn inward. The activities of the mind become quiet as one concentrates, fostering a deeper connection with the intuitive wisdom that the Āgyā Chakra represents. I remembered that I felt the activation of the Āgyā Chakra.
As I flipped more pages, I found the octopus-like drawing. I vividly recalled the memory of Satchidanand’s genuine psychic ability.
Octopus-like creatures attack in the nightmare after grounding work in the Energy Enhancement Meditation Course 2004. Illustrated by Yuko Sato
On the fifth day of the meditation course, Devi, a partner of Satchidanand, led a grounding exercise. I worked with others, pressing my second chakra with my thumb while spinning like a Sufi whirling dervish. After a while, I became disoriented - my eyes spun and I felt nauseous, unable to stand. Resting in my room, I had a vivid nightmare of octopus-like aliens attacking me. This nightmare often came to my sleep since I was little.
DEVI DHYANI KUNDALINI DANCE
Shakti with John McLaughlin Sacred Dance by Swami Devi Dhyani
When I woke up, I felt surprisingly better than expected. I drew this nightmare on my notepad and joined the next meditation session. Satchidanand asked who had sent him two blockages shaped like an octopus. Surprised, I raised my hand and showed him the sketch. He smiled and said that I seemed to have more stubborn energy blockages in my second chakra and instructed me to increase the time for meditation, focusing on releasing the core of these blockages. I did and since then, I haven’t had this nightmare till now.
Later he explained that the intense physical and emotional reactions I experienced during the grounding exercise point to deep-seated energetic patterns being stirred up and released. Satchidanand's guidance to meditate and clear the second chakra blockages indicates his ability to perceive subtle energies and provide tailored support to students.
This episode highlights Satchidanand's gifts as a meditation teacher - his psychic awareness, intuitive insights, and capacity to guide students through transformative experiences. His energetic field of the meditation space so-called "Buddhafield" seemed a powerful container for our group's spiritual work.
In spiritual and Buddhist traditions, the concept of a "Buddhafield" or "Buddha realm" refers to the energetic field or environment created by an enlightened being, such as a Buddha or highly realized spiritual teacher.
The Buddha field is seen as a powerful container or space that is imbued with the qualities and vibrations of the enlightened being. It is believed to have a transformative effect on those who enter into it, facilitating spiritual growth, healing, and awakening.
Three days before the last day of the two-week course, the combination of Ashtanga Yoga and guided meditation with Satchidanand allowed me to access the deeper layers of my consciousness. It aligned closely with the functions of the Āgyā Chakra to see the truth. I revealed a big mystery, the purpose of blockages, and why the blockages existed within me. I saw 6 black stars creating a spider nest to bind me and prevent me from independence and enlightenment, just like I drew it. I applied THE ENERGY ENHANCEMENT MEDITATION SEVEN STEP PROCESS on these six black stars and spider’s webs and removed and purified them.
Revealing the purpose of blockages, 6 black stars create a spider net to bind me to prevent me from independence and enlightenment. Illustrated by Yuko Sato
In spiritual traditions, the Āgyā Chakra is closely linked to Lord Shiva, who embodies wisdom. When Shiva opens his Third Eye, it signifies the destruction of ignorance, illuminating the path to clarity and understanding. This powerful gaze metaphorically burns away negativity and dispels confusion, allowing the light of wisdom to shine through. The knowledge that emanates from the Āgyā Chakra cuts through karmic chains, liberating individuals from obstacles that hinder their spiritual growth.
Ultimately, this purification process enhances the development of all chakras,
On the last day of the meditation course, I eventually found myself in a serene place called the Soul. It looked like a bright white massive gem. When I stood on it, I encountered hundreds of molehills, each adorned with shimmering greenish-blue doors that glowed softly. Beyond these molehills lay an expansive black void beyond it, I caught sight of a brilliant white star illuminating the darkness. In front of the radiant star stood a small figure dressed in a pristine white outfit, exuding an aura of peace and wisdom. He communicated with me and I understood those hills were my past lives.
Molehills with blue doors to access past lives at the white bright Soul Chakra on the last day of the Energy Enhancement Meditation Course 2004-Illustrated by Yuko Sato
In the depths of my meditation, I stepped through one of the shimmering blue doors, and suddenly, I found myself thrust into the heart of a chaotic battlefield. The air crackled with tension, and the clang of swords echoed around me. The scents punched me to remember a vivid and haunting olfactory memory of medieval Japanese battlefields, encapsulating the brutality of war, the fragility of life, and the remnants of humanity in the face of conflict. There, amidst the chaos, I confronted a figure from my past life—my enemy, marked by a distinct symbol etched on the back of his right hand.
The moment Karma created with the enemy who has a mark on his right hand in the battle field-illustrated by Yuko Sato
Our battle raged on, fierce and relentless, as we clashed repeatedly, each strike fueled by the weight of our shared history. The intensity of our struggle felt familiar and foreign as if we were locked in a fate, destined to confront one another.
After what felt like an eternity of combat, I emerged victorious, my spirit soaring with the triumph of overcoming this ancient adversary. But as I stood over him, breathless and resolute, he looked up at me with defiance in his eyes and uttered the haunting words, “You will never beat me.”
At that moment, karma was created, and I felt the profound split within me—the fracture of my inner child, echoing the unresolved battles of my soul. The weight of our conflict lingered and reminded me that the past was never truly vanquished, and the journey toward healing continues, till now.
Also Ashtanga yoga, I practice the primary series, but there are the secondary series and more. Halfway through my goal, I just woke up after having been asleep for 15 years. That was who I was now.
Until the Āgyā Chakra is awakened, individuals often struggle to understand themselves. They may feel unable to control the qualities and emotions arising from the lower energy centres, leading to confusion over the sudden stirrings of thoughts, feelings, and dreams. This lack of control can foster feelings of uncertainty and intimidation, as individuals mistakenly identify with their fluctuating emotions and thoughts.
Yes, it was yesterday’s me. With a re-awakened Āgyā Chakra, as I read through the pages, I realized that some of the things written in the diary had become reality. The first was this vision. This vision became true in last night’s dream.
I saw the vision of a wounded deer and me in a black pond using my third eye, crown chakra and the eye behind my head during meditation. Illustrated by Yuko Sato
The second was the name of a place, Timisoara. The reason I wrote the name of this city was forgotten, but I had been in Timisoara with my daughter and mother 7 years later. Because my ex-husband had a long business trip there. Also, the espresso machine I use daily was purchased on the way to Timisoara. Another interesting thing was the book “Five Rings”.
I was ashamed to say that I didn't know about this book. That was until I went to Timisoara. A person I met in Timisoara introduced it to me. He said, "This book changed my life. I'm sure it will change your life." Until now, I had completely forgotten about Timisoara.
The name of the city “Timisoara” in English and Japanese- written by Yuko Sato
Wait a second, I went back to my writing, 1.1. First Step. The cover photo was taken in Timisoara and I chose this photo for this chapter without any doubt.
A Girl walks through with determination in the park in Timisoara, Romania. Photo by Yuko Sato
On the last two days of the course, as we sat in the dimly lit meditation hall, the weight of Satchi's instructions filled with joy in the air. Satchi asked us to embark on a journey through the fabric of our lives, tracing our timelines from the moment of conception to the present day. With a spiritual sword in hand, we were tasked with cutting away the layers of our existence, exposing the hidden truths that lay buried within. If there was something to ground, we could see or feel them.
Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath and allowed my consciousness to drift back, back to the warmth and safety of my mother's womb. I could feel the gentle rhythm of her heartbeat, the soothing hum of her voice, and the gentle caress of her love. And I felt her fear. This was the foundation upon which my life had been built.
Slowly, I began to move forward, year by year, wielding the spiritual sword with a newfound purpose. Each age, each milestone, each moment of joy and sorrow, was laid bare before me. And then, as I reached the ages of 12 to 14, something extraordinary happened.
The numbers on the left were the timeline of my life and I saw splitting myself and opening a new book during age 12 to 14 in meditation. Illustrated by Yuko Sato
In a vision so vivid it felt like a memory, I saw myself opening a new book, a book that represented a split in my very being. Interestingly, this was the same period in which the events of 1.0. Kiosk had unfolded, a memory that had been etched into my consciousness long ago.
As I applied the seven-step process to this pivotal moment, I could feel the energy shifting, the layers of my past peeling away, revealing a deeper understanding of myself. It was as if I had been given the key to unlocking the secrets of my own timeline, a journey of self-discovery that had been waiting to be explored for 15 years.
A Little Boy with brown hair was written on the left hand by Yuko Sato
Finally, I found the thing I was looking for. I wrote “a little boy with brown hair” next to the ego word. My intuition was right. I met him 15 years ago when I meditated about my ego. It was Thursday, the last day of my meditation course.
As I closed the worn, pages, I felt a sense of wonder and connection to myself 15 years ago. This diary had become a window into a transformative period of my life, and its rediscovery had reignited a spark within me, reminding me of the power of the mind, the resilience of the spirit, and the enduring nature of my journeys. The journey was continuing before me.
I sat in the lotus posture and closed my eyes. 15 years later, I meditated following the method of THE ENERGY ENHANCEMENT MEDITATION with the reawakened Āgyā Chakra. I overlapped with myself 15 years ago, who was meditating beside the Buddha statue in the Satchidanand’s energy field. I aligned myself with her and my teacher Satchidanand.
In the darkness, I saw a full moon. “Ah, that full moon night!” as soon as I thought that, the burden of my unhealthy marriage became larger and pushed me over the edge. I jumped before I was dropped. As I fell into the vast darkness, I felt weightless, enjoying the free fall. Then I landed on my hands and feet. I was glad I wasn't holding anything. In the darkness, I felt my dog Inca beside me. Inca is a black greyhound.
Under the shining full moon, I found myself at a crossroads. A silver light urged me to take a bold leap into the unknown. One path was the darkness absorbing the light of the full moon. And I realised that the other path was not just the darkness absorbing the light, but rather the embodiment of my inner shadow, a reflection of the unresolved pain within me that I needed to confront.
Under the shining full moon, I found myself at a crossroads in meditation. Photo by Yuko Sato
At this moment, I realised that my journey was not just about going through the darkness to find the light and repeat it with somebody, but about embracing it, transforming the pain into insight, and revealing the truth beneath. I sensed my hidden potential in the darkness, perhaps re-awaken third eye nudged me. And I chose this path with full determination.
I opened my eyes. After 15 years of silence, I began writing an email to my teacher, Satchidanand. The things that happened and were discovered today were not coincident but meant to be. I wrote sentences and erased them many times. But it didn’t bother me at all. Every single attempt would lead to profound emotional and spiritual development.
The sound of hitting the keyboard was echoing in my dark living room and the waxing moon, more than half full, was looking down at me from high in the cloudy sky. I honestly wrote about my leap from the cliff, my crossroads and my choice to seek truth and politely ask for his guidance.
“Who are you?” A sudden question stopped my hands.
The voice often asked me “Who are you?” in the Energy Enhancement Meditation Course 2004. Illustrated by Yuko Sato
This was a good question. At this very last moment, I hesitated about what to write my name in this determined email. The me Sachi knows was Yuko Sato. 佐藤:Sato was my maiden name. I felt like this was an important step in reclaiming my identity and honouring the woman I was, separate from the roles and relationships of the past 15 years. While that time was not a mistake, I learned a lot and tried my best to make my family happy, I often felt lost in the dark.
By reverting to my maiden name, I thought that I symbolically shed the identity I had as a married woman and would embrace the woman I was at my core. This would be an important step in my spiritual journey, as it would allow me to focus on my own growth and introspection, rather than being defined by my marital status.
Moreover, I won’t act “Poor me!” like I did in the last night’s dream.
Sat Num mantra of Kundalini written by Yuko Sato
Sat Nam's mantra has been vibrating in my head. It reminds me that the truth is my name, and using "Yuko Sato" will reinforce my commitment to my spiritual practice and my desire to find strength in the teachings and experiences I have had.
Then, I sent it. It was 1:49 on Sunday, July 18, 2021. I took off on the spiritual journey.
To be continued to 1.10. Witchs’ Voice
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YUKO SATO - Dear valued subscribers and readers,
I hope that you are well and warmly surrounded by this message. Today, I am writing to you not only as a storyteller but also as a companion on this complicated journey of life. My experiences, woven with threads of emotion and spiritual discovery, have led me to a place where I felt I had to share. That place was Substack. This time, in 1.9. My Shadow and Third Eye, I was confused by the fact that I was able to express a deeper and more complex inner self than I have ever told you before and that it not only brought me joy but also anxiety. Anxiety about what the reader will think.
Before publishing this chapter, I faced this anxiety and meditated about why I decided to share my unusual experience and what is my goal. Therefore, it took a while to publish this chapter. Finally, a clear answer came down to me.
Inside of me resides a unique tapestry of energy. The power that ignites the fire that heals both myself and others, and pushes me to face my wounds with courage. The power that gives me peace of mind in my emotions and guides me to clearly express the complexity of my emotions even when words are elusive. The power that invites me to explore the depths of human relationships, and encourages me to fearlessly transform our connections into something stronger.
Moreover, the power that inspires me to reclaim the small voice inside me, illuminating the shadows of my past, and guiding others to do the same. This spiritual awakening of mine is intended to foster an environment of acceptance. An environment where unconventional thinking and diverse perspectives are celebrated.
In my country, Japan, we are told that if you are a man, you should aim to be a “proud and independent master of your own castle:一国一城の主".
I was born a woman, but in my writing, I strive to create a safe place for all who read my words, a castle where vulnerability is met with understanding and compassion. I believe that sharing my story can help light the way for those struggling with their own emotional challenges. We each have tools to navigate different realms of the mind and spirit. The answers lie within ourselves. And remember that you are never alone in this endeavour.
In the end, thank you very much for taking the time to read this chapter. Your presence matters, and together we can foster a safe environment for ourselves and each other. Let's navigate the complexities of emotion and transform challenges into support and understanding.
I enjoyed the story not only because of your positive experience with Energy Enhancement Meditation, me and Devi, but because there was no experience of ego.
I did not feel you as split!
It was full on truth!
It will be my next substack!
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I am writing a volume on one of my students, Starlight, his Blog before EE and his Emails to me after, Very advanced who got a hold of my idea of only needing one enlightened person to remove all the Black Magicians in the world.
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Then he came to Iguazu for 6 months with Ganesha and Amara Atma who were with us for years, now gone.
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Thank you for your extremely quick response. You make an action with sleep of light!
I am so glad you didn’t feel either my ego or split. Your positive comments for my writing “1.9. My shadow and Third Eye” is like a certification of passing a first Dan in Energy Enhancement Meditation.
My Shadow and Third Eye is an important chapter to explain the origin of my spiritual journey to introduce EE Meditation. Finally, I wrote it with sincere honesty after infuse with my ego, split subpersonalities and several inner children.
As reading the yellow note pad, I realised that I saw most of my ego, splits and inner children in the first meditation experience with you 15 years ago, as if prediction. It took 3 years to remove them.
When I wrote this chapter, I experienced a profound sense of peace, clarity and connection. I am so sure why I came to this world and have resilience and support to do my mission.
I receive the mission. It is to create a safe place for all who read my words, a castle where vulnerability is met with understanding and compassion and the castle where unconventional thinking and diverse perspectives are celebrated.
These three years since I sent you an email on July 2021, I have experienced profound emotional and spiritual development with you.
Also, I increased a strong capacity for healing, burring, and building supportive relationships.
Recently, two of my good female friends I believe they are my soulmates came to me for healing. This was the first time occasion for me.
Strangely, I knew what to do for them. I used tarot reading to understand their inner situation and meditated to connect to their chakras. I saw and felt their blockages and karmas. I applied 7 step on them to remove them.
After removed them, I connected to the planets in the universe. I received messages for them from the planets which was influencing and supporting my friends.
After healing session, I received positive feedback. And more, I felt better. I removed their blockages, but I felt clear like I removed my blockages! I felt lighter!
Now, I am free from the internal conflicts that previously shaped my identity. It is funny that I urged to return back to my identity in 2021 as I wrote in My Shadow. Actually, I released my identity!
I connect to my higher self and the connection brings a deep sense of purpose and alignment with my true nature.
I will devote my whole heart and soul to spreading my books to the world. Because my books are the life with Energy Enhancement Meditation. I am the books! I understand your words now!
“You don’t need the books, YOU ARE THE BOOK!”
I must focus on being found by google discover and SMS.
Currently, I am working on Elixir to complete my book.
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I am interested to talk to other EE students. We can share good tips for 7 step, protection and how to search difficult blockages.
Please take good care of yourself and Devi.
With sincere gratitude
Love and Light
Yuko
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I just want to take a moment to express my heartfelt gratitude for insightful collaboration on my writing. Your ability to combine our ideas has truly enriched the material we’ve created together. I believe that our collaboration will greatly benefit those seeking to deepen their meditation practice and enhance their lives.
Your guidance not only reflects your expertise but also your commitment to helping others on their journey. It’s an honour to collaborate with you, and I’m excited to share our collaborative efforts with the world.
Thank you for being such an inspiring and supportive mentor.
Dear Satchi,
I just want to take a moment to express my heartfelt gratitude for insightful collaboration on my writing. Your ability to combine our ideas has truly enriched the material we’ve created together. I believe that our collaboration will greatly benefit those seeking to deepen their meditation practice and enhance their lives.
Your guidance not only reflects your expertise but also your commitment to helping others on their journey. It’s an honour to collaborate with you, and I’m excited to share our collaborative efforts with the world.
Thank you for being such an inspiring and supportive mentor.
Warm regards,
Yuko Sato yukocoolsummer.substack.com