I am certainly moved by his presence--it is indescribable to be in the presence of a living saint, a living swami. The last time I received this blessing was in 2009-ish, at Yogaville, when Swami Marudachulam came to offer a special weekend program.
The feelings were intense then, and they are equally intense now, even as we sat far away from the front, with the best view on a giant screen above us.
My schedule for my last 4 days in Rishikesh has now been upended, as I have decided that attending Satsang takes priority over everything else: pancha karma, yoga classes, meditation classes. Funny that I feel stressed trying to figure out how to get some yoga and pranayama in while arising early enough to arrive for the long lines that offer the first greeting at the ashram, which is about 5 km away from where I am staying in Tapovan.
Beyond all of that, is the thinking and life-analysis that his words inspire within, as I reach into recesses I have pushed aside for the past few years. Change is coming; it has to.