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My name, Carole, means "song of joy". I can't remember a time when singing was not important to me. So it was inevitable that I would love chanting once I was introduced to it by some friends.
 
I chant because chanting makes me happy, and I'm happy because I chant. I always find that even if I've had a crappy day, there is a change that comes over me when I chant. I can be in the worst mood, or totally ticked off about something, and after chanting for a few minutes, a smile comes to my face and I can feel my whole body beaming. Chanting makes me realize that things are never as bad as they seem and whatever has happened in my day, is not really important in the larger scheme of things. It centers me so that I put all of that aside and once again realize and remember that God lies within me and that I love myself. And when you have love, none of the day to day stuff that comes our way really matters. It took me quite a while to reach this point. I also find that letting go has become much easier for me.

Chanting enabled me to get through what was the worst part of my life. In January, 2005, I caught a virus from a co-worker. I was being treated for three weeks for bronchitis. When I returned to my doctor's office for the third time, and still feeling no better despite the antibiotics I was taking, I had to see a different doctor as mine was not in that day. He decided that a chest x-ray was in order and when the results came back, the x-ray showed that I had an enlarged heart.

I was sent to a cardiologist and in one day I went from having bronchitis to having severe congestive heart failure. I was definitely in the "Why is this happening to ME??" state. After an emergency echocardiogram, I was told that I had to go into the hospital for a heart catheterization. Now, I am a person who had always said that if I ever got sick and had to go to a hospital, that people around me were to just let me die as I'd rather die than go into a hospital. At this point, I didn't know if I was going to live or die. The only thing I knew for sure was that I was a very sick person, and the medical people around me were all looking at me with that "this is really serious" look on their faces.

Thankfully, I only had to wait a day to go in for my heart cath. I knew that I somehow had to get through all of this. A short while before this happened, I had been introduced to the music of Krishna Das. My favorite chant was "Om Namah Shivaya" and I knew that I needed to chant. Praying in the way I was raised was just not doing it for me. When I chanted, I calmed down and was able to focus on the chant and put aside the medical issues.

When I went to the hospital it was with my CD player and my Krishna Das CDs. I thought they'd let me take the CD player to the operating room, but the nurse said that wasn't permitted. So I said "then you'll have to listen to me sing". He laughed and said that was OK :-)  On the operating table, I hummed "Om Namah Shivaya" and sang the words in my head. It kept me calm. I will forever be grateful to Krishna Das for that chant. It has a very special place in my heart.

Three years have passed since then and I'm doing much better health wise. My cardiologist says it's the medications, my friend says it's the crystal she gave me, and I say it's the chanting. I have to attribute at least part of my recuperation to the peacefulness that chanting gave me. Chanting has definitely changed my life.

I went to see Krishna Das lead kirtan for the first time in October, 2005 in Seattle. It was a wonderful experience.  During a very long Hare Krishna, I saw a beautiful white light in front of me. My Mom (who passed away in 1996) was in the center of the light looking absolutely radiant. At that point, I was feeling better than I had been, but still was not well.  Mom told me that they were all waiting for me on the other side, but it was not my time yet. I asked her if my little dog was with her as he had passed away two years before she did. She reached down and when she came back up, my precious Sheltie was in her arms. The tears were streaming down my face; they were tears of joy. The thing about this experience was that I was aware that I was in the church, I was aware that I was chanting during this experience, and I also knew that once Krishna Das ended the chant, my Mom would be gone. I wanted him to keep singing for the rest of the night. But as the chant ended, I had to let go of the experience and bid my Mom good bye for now.

I saw Krishna Das again in Seattle in 2006, and also in Vancouver, BC and Seattle in 2007.  In Seattle, I once again made contact with my Mom. I was trying to experience her once again, and during the Seattle evening, Krishna Das said something about not forcing things. He said that a flower doesn't have to be forced to bloom, it just does. That struck me as I realized that I was trying too hard to contact my Mom again. I knew I had to let go and just let it happen, if it was going to.  During the final chant of the evening, it happened. And this time, I spoke to my Mom, my Dad, and my sister. I told them all the things that I needed to say and that they needed to hear. And I felt so at peace.  After kirtan was over, I waited to talk to Krishna Das and asked him how this was possible. He said "I don't know, I just sing" and we both laughed. But then he said that I must have needed to talk to my Mom, and said "yes I did." And I gave him a big hug.

Chanting has filled a void in my life and has helped me overcome a lot of things that I thought I'd never overcome. I've changed my lifestyle totally since I started chanting (resulting in a 100+ pound weight loss, thus far) and am now living a much healthier and happier life. (For more about that,
click here.) Who ever thought that buying a CD could have such an impact on one's life? I have all of Krishna Das' CDs now. I especially love his new CD "Flow of Grace" and have spent a lot of time trying to learn the Hanuman Chalisa. I have also enriched my chanting with CDs from others such as Wah, Ty Burhoe, Ragani, and most recently, Yofiyah, who chants in Hebrew. Having been to Israel twice, I find this amazingly beautiful! Check out her Kabbalah Kirtan CD.

Chanting has changed my life in so many ways. I wake up with the words in the morning, and the last thing I do before I go to sleep is to chant at least one song. I can't imagine going through a day without chanting now, anymore than I could go through a day without breathing. And I'm happy!

The one I love lives within me.