Convergence of Cosmic Travel Recollections: Thakur Anukulchandra

Cosmic Memory and the Big Bang
Thakur Anukulchandra (1888-1969 India)

I recall how a prime point let itself explode into millions of hyper atoms. Each hyper atom then burst into millions of supra-hyper atoms resulting in an uncut indivisible physically inconceivable point. I witnessed that ultimate point – the Cosmic Soul – create an infinity of beings out of itself like thousands of sparks coming from a fire. The souls were destined to live through a series of lives so long as they remained subject to the illusion of personal individuality.

From the beginning of Creation until my present life, my ego passed through various phases prior to being encaged in a living body, last of all human.

My chain of human births include a cobbler, prince, and spiritual seeker. In the gap between each death and rebirth, I felt empathy for family members whom I watched grieving for me.

I dwelled in an undefined higher region prior to my present life. My journey to Earth involved traveling through a yet undiscovered system of celestial constellations. I traversed a vast distance in space, passing through 44,000 planets. While our planets rotate around the Sun, I observed that lakhs of suns rotate around a bigger sun.

I also proceeded through a former planet that had split into pieces, and observed a planetary system yet to be discovered by science.

Still fresh in my memory is the strange behavior of a unique constellation – a central star surrounded by four other stars. The four stars appeared red when they approached the central star and turned blue when they moved away through a principle known to science as the Doppler Effect.

En route to Earth, I stopped at various planets where celestial beings welcomed me with a grand ovation. Each planet had unique life forms suited to their atmospheres, unlike any found on Earth. I felt a pang of separation as the planetary beings chanted hymns in my praise as I departed from their planet.

I finally arrived in our solar system by coming through a ray of light and descending into the Sun. I was not burnt to ashes. The Sun’s interior is very cold, the heat is on its surface.

Just think, I descend from inside the sun by a track. If one takes the track from here, would see pitch darkness just on the left and on the right, not right, rather diagonally he would see light only. He would witness 44,000 planets on the way, one of which is split into pieces.

Parallel I

I recall how a prime point let itself explode into millions of hyper atoms. Each hyper atom then burst into millions of supra-hyper atoms resulting in an uncut indivisible physically inconceivable point. I witnessed that ultimate point – the Cosmic Soul – create an infinity of beings out of itself like thousands of sparks coming from a fire. The souls were destined to live through a series of lives so long as they remained subject to the illusion of personal individuality. — Thakur Anukulchandra

Historical Gifted memories from Cosmic Cradle parallel Thakur Anukulchandra’s memory of coming from the Source.

  • Rabbi Moses ben Nahman (1194-1270, Spain) – leader of Spanish Jewry in the end of thirteenth century. Not only was he officially the chief rabbi of Aragon and Catalonia, but he was a well respected leader of Jews everywhere and grew to become the crown of Western European Jewish scholarship. Today we acknowledge that his great Torá scholarship, laudable personal life, and incisive analysis of Jewish history.Thakur

    I was amongst God’s hidden treasures . . .from the beginning of time. God called me forth from “Nothing.” Divine forces then built, nourished, and gave form to my soul. I remained preserved in the chambers of the King before descending upon Heaven’s ladder from the primeval pool of Siloam to Earth.

  • Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941 India) also known by the sobriquet Gurudev, was a Bengali poet, Brahmo Samaj philosopher, artist, playwright, novelist, and composer whose works reshaped Bengali literature and music. He became Asia’s first Nobel laureate when he won the 1913 Nobel Prize in Literature. He writes:

    At the far end of the stage of the world’s play I stand. Each moment do I see the shore beyond the darkness where in the vast consciousness of the Unmanifest I once lay merged.

  • Guru Gobind Singh (1666-1708, India) – Upon Divine command, Guru Gobind Singh left a celestial realm to be born during one of India’s bleakest periods. He was the tenth and last of the Ten Gurus of Sikhism.

    I shall now tell my own history of how God sent me into the world when I was absorbed in penance on Mount Sapat Shring where King Pandu practiced Yoga and attained bliss. There I continuously remembered the omniscient power of God and I became blended with Him.

    I had no desire to take human birth. My thoughts were lost in prayer at the Holy Feet of the Lord. However, the Lord made me understand His Will and inspired me to undertake the Mission: “I have appointed you as My son and created you to spread righteousness and prevent people from committing senseless deeds.”

    I bowed my head and answered, “I will take birth in the Dark Age of Sin. Bless me with supreme sustenance.” The Lord then ordered me to take birth as Guru Gobind Singh, the son of a couple who worshipped “the Unseen One” and strove to attain God’s Union.

  • Gerard de Nerval (1808-1855 France) French poet, essayist and translator.

    I felt bitterly that I was but a momentary sojourner in that world, that foreign yet cherished world, and I trembled at the thought that I must return and re-enter life.

  • Paramahamsa Yogananda (1893-1952, India) the first yoga master of India to take up permanent residence in the West (1920) and traveled throughout the United States on his ‘spiritual campaigns’. Hundreds of thousands came to see the yogi. Yogananda continued to lecture and write until his passing.

    My far-reaching memories are not unique. Many yogis have the ability to retain self-awareness without interruption during the big sleep of death – the gap between the end of one life and the beginning of another.

  • Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi (1207-1273 Persia) -Persian, Muslim poet, jurist, and theologian.

    For a million years I floated in ether, even as the atom floats uncontrolled. If I do not actually remember that state of mine, I often dream of my atomic travels.

  • Empedocles (490-430 BC Greece) – Greek pre-Socratic philosopher and a pupil of Pythagoras. Empedocles’ philosophy is best known for being the origin of the cosmogenic theory of the four classical elements.

    I am a wanderer exiled from the divine dwelling. I fell down to Earth from my high estate due to the decree which requires erring souls to wander from their heavenly home. I have experienced a series of lifetimes for 30,000 seasons: a boy, a girl, a bush, a bird, and a mute fish in the sea. I wept at being born on Earth once again, the region of raging discord. I expect to rejoin the immortals following this life.

  • King Solomon (Old Testament) – The Lord created me the beginning of his works, before all else that he made. Alone, I was fashioned . . . long before earth itself. (Proverbs 8:22-31)

  • Jeremiah (Old Testament) – Before I formed you in the womb I knew you for my own; before you were born I consecrated you, I appointed you a prophet to the nations. (Jeremiah 1:4-5)

  • Joe Homer (Native American Yuma, 19th-20th century) – I was present at the very beginning and saw and heard it all.


Gifted memories from contemporary interviews in Cosmic Cradle parallel Thakur Anukulchandra’s memory of coming from the Source and having a divine origin.

  • Lorenzo Caravella (20th-21st Century U.S.A.) father, teacher, mystic and author of Mouth of God: Your Cosmic Contract

    I recall the pre-existing soul stage prior to entering my mother’s womb. Everything was part of the Oneness. Imagine all your senses just rolled up into one sense of being. You don’t really hear, see, taste, smell, or touch. You don’t do any of those things. Yet everything exists for you. And you are totally unattached. It is a total unity experience: Tat Twam Asi – “Thou art this. Thou are That.” I was aware of everyone and everything and everywhere else.

    As the pre-existing soul, I saw my whole future life before me. I accepted its lessons, both the peaks and the valleys. I knew there was going to be some discomfort – and sure enough, it came along in different shapes and forms – but I did not want to remember some valleys that I contracted for. So there was forgetfulness on purpose.

    In order for the peaks and valleys to be what they were, I needed to be guided through those energies called parents.

  • So when the selection was made, it was not specifically that human and that human, but that energy to serve this peak or valley and that energy to serve this other peak and valley. So I was conceived by a mother with a compatible nervous system – one that would permit me to grow. That is what the Cosmic Contract is all about.

  • Katarina (20th-21st Century U.S.A.), mother of six

    I remember a place of pure light, intermittent between lives where I enjoyed the freedom and movement of being without a physical body. I used remote-sensing capabilities of the soul instead of the sensual experiences of hearing, vision, smell, taste, and touch, used in a physical body.

    My individuality was barely audible. That is the best way I can describe it. I had a subtle feeling of myself. All my senses became unified. Everything was one. Yet, there was still a subtle my-ness, identity, ego, an individuality. I felt the presence of God, of not being totally one with God, but being in God’s womb, so to speak. I was aware of other souls close by. It’s hard to explain because there was no space and time. Yet there was still the present, and other souls coming toward and going away from me.

  • Beverly Anderson (20th- 21st Century U.S.A.) mother, clairaudient, clairvoyant, and spiritual healer

    My continuous conscious memory extends back to the moment when I was created as an individual spark of God. My soul then became encapsulated in different human forms, cultures, times, and places in order to learn different lessons of perception and awareness.

    I remember before I left as a spark of God – I remember my spark and Him. And the profound limitless power of that makes me a little nervous. He is in the major leagues and we are in the minor leagues. But talent grows, evolves, and matures, and we will get there, too. But I will be fine doing the minor leagues for a while. I am not ready to do that format yet. I do not respect it enough. I will, with time, as will all of us.

    My lesson plan has been to understand that there is no power but the “All that is” and I am but a piece of that. Therefore how can I be more proud of myself than anyone else?

How can I be more special than anyone else? Yes, I am unique, but each molecular structure has a function and a purpose that is to be regarded with the utmost respect.

People often tell me, “You are so amazing, so special.” I say, “So are you!” I thank God for every soul who comes to me. I learn something from each of them, that I would not find anywhere else in the universe. So how can anybody tell me that they are more or less than anyone else? I do not buy that.

I disagree with human categorizing into levels of maturity and worthiness. Does it make the child who grows up first any more special than the little child who is to come behind him? . . . We are all equally cherished and loved by the Love source. There is no better or worse soul.

The universe is like a choir. Each soul in the choir has a unique voice, color, range, talent. Each soul has melodies it enjoys, as well as melodies it dislikes or feels comfortable singing. But that is okay. God created the whole choir, not just one voice.

So each voice is magnificent in its own way. But we need all the voices to make the music. So, yes, some are more or less than others. However, what is important is learning to appreciate and encourage each soul’s voice, abundance, to manifest.

That is what God is trying to teach us. Until we learn that, we will not be grown up enough to be little gods. We will be warring with each other and making a mess of the universe. So we are still children who have much to learn, but we are loved every step of the way.


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