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Swami Satchidananda was the founder of Integral Yoga International. He taught that the birthright of all is to realize the spiritual unity behind the diversity throughout creation and live harmoniously as members of “one universal family”. Swami was born into a loving spiritual family on December 22nd in 1914 during the month known as Margali, the Dawn of the Devas. From an early age, Swami (or Ramaswamy as he was known at the time) displayed many spiritual tendencies and a deep dedication to the truth. Thus, at the age of 28 he decided to devote himself full time to his spiritual practice. There then followed a period of seeking the wisdom and blessing of various saints and sages. Although a sannyasin Satchidananda was active in serving others and was happy to use modern technology to disseminate the teachings of yoga. Like many great Saints, Satchidananda believed all religions could lead seekers to the same goal. His interfaith motto was “Truth Is One, Paths Are Many.” In 1966 the artist Peter Max invited him to New York this led to Satchidananda deciding to stay becoming an American citizen. In the west, he initiated many and lectured throughout the world. He often participated in interfaith initiatives. His mission was to bring people together in the spirit of harmony.

Dr. Richard Alpert, a former Harvard professor and Timothy Leary cohort, was an icon of the 1960s hippie, LSD fueled revolution. Thereafter, on a trip to India – like Clark Kent changing into Superman – he became the much beloved spiritual teacher Baba Ram Das, whose 1970s iconic book, Be Here Now, turned on a generation to the deep, non-sectarian spirituality within us all. Author Geoffrey Giuliano became friends with Ram Das in the early ’70s and traveled America playing Indian drums at his speaking engagements. During that time the two discussed the publication of some of his lectures but nothing was ever done and the two lost touch. Now, finally, after all these years, Giuliano keeps his promise to his old friend, publishing this original audio history of one of our most inspired and cherished spiritual teachers.

In this dynamic, hard-hitting audiobook, music biographer Geoffrey Giuliano examines the turbulent life and times of Elvis Presley. With an in-depth, insightful narration by the author, as well as rare archival, unheard interviews – here is the perfect collection celebrating the king of rock for every dedicated fan, music historian, the media, as well as all school, library, institutional, and university collections. An ultra-rare, exciting audio biography!

Neem Karoli Baba known to his followers as Maharaj-ji – was a great Hindu guru, mystic, and devotee of Lord Hanuman. He is very well known outside India for being the spiritual master of a number of prominent Americans who traveled to India in the 1960s and 70s, including spiritual teachers Ram Dass, Bhagavan Das, and musicians Krishna Das and Jai Uttal. His ashrams are in Kainchi, Vrindavan, Rishikesh, Shimla, Neem Karoli village near Khimasepur in Farrukhabad, Bhumiadhar, Hanumangarhi, Delhi in India, and in Taos, New Mexico. Maharaji was a lifelong adept of bhakti-yoga, and encouraged service to others (seva) as the highest form of unconditional devotion to God. There can be no biography of him. Facts are few, stories many. He seems to have been known by different names in many parts of India, appearing and disappearing through the years. His non-Indian devotees of recent years knew him as Neem Karoli Baba, but mostly as “Maharajji” – a nickname so commonplace in India that one can often hear a tea vendor addressed thus. Just as he said, he was “nobody”. He gave no discourses; the briefest, simplest stories were his teachings. Usually, he sat or lay on a wooden bench wrapped in a plaid blanket while a few devotees sat around him. Visitors came and went; they were given food, a few words, a nod, a pat on the head or back, and they were sent away. There was gossip and laughter for he loved to joke. Orders for running the ashram were given, usually in a piercing yell across the compound. Sometimes he sat in silence, absorbed in another world to which we could not follow, but bliss and peace poured down on us. Who he was was no more than the experience of him.