Guru Maa Adiguru Prakriti's Spiritual Journey
From Silicon Valley Boardrooms to Self-Realization
Yogi | Mystic | Guru
On paper, this looks like an ordinary success story: two decades in the IT industry, senior leadership roles across Fortune 500 companies in the United States, a serial entrepreneur, an academic, a mother. Underneath it, something else was happening the entire time — a knowing she couldn't explain, going back to the age of five, quietly waiting for the moment it would finally take everything else apart.
Here is a glimpse into her journey.
A Child Who Talked to Snakes and Stared Into Lotus Ponds
Since the age of five, there was a knowing she carried and couldn't explain to anyone — that she was born for a reason, searching for something she had no language for. She was drawn to strange, vivid dreams, most of them filled with snakes. Between the ages of six and nine, growing up beside the great temple-lined Raja Mansingh Talab in Lalitpur, India, two things pulled at her with a force she didn't understand: live cobras and vipers she caught fearlessly as a child, and pink lotus flowers blooming in a distant, dangerous swamp.
One afternoon at nine years old, she waded alone into that swamp — chest-deep water, hidden snakes, no idea how to swim — pulled forward as if the lotuses themselves were calling her name. She returned home hours later, drenched and lost and clutching a handful of flowers, expecting punishment and receiving only her mother's silent relief.
It would take three more decades to understand what that pull really was. The lotus was never just a flower. It was the Self, calling her home long before she had any name for the Self at all.
The Night Death Became Her First Teacher
At fourteen, in the small town of Lalitpur, a speeding train derailed on the edge of the city, its coaches thrown from a bridge in one of the region's worst rail disasters. Against her parents' wishes, she talked her way onto a Red Cross relief van and spent three days walking among the dead and the dying — burned bodies, orphaned toddlers, families searching for faces they would never find whole again.
She didn't break. She questioned. Why are we born if this is how it ends? Why does anything matter if it can be taken in a single, cruel instant? Her father brought her the Vedas, the Gita, the Bible, the Quran, the Torah — every scripture he could find. She read them all within months and found no answer that satisfied her, because the answer, she would later understand, was never meant to be read. It was meant to be lived.
That grief became her initiation into renunciation — what she now calls a moment when Mother Kali, the fierce goddess who dissolves illusion, showed her the impermanence of everything in the cruellest, most direct way possible. She chose, in that devastation, not fear but grace. She chose to live fully rather than die daily in dread. It was the first great turning point of a life that would be built, again and again, on the same fearless choice.
Two Decades in the World, Never Quite Belonging to It
Then, as she puts it, "life happened" — a career, a family, ambitions, the ordinary hamster wheel of success and failure that swallows most of us whole. For years, she lived it fully: a lecturer at a university in Delhi, a decade-plus in the United States, climbing to senior leadership in Fortune 500 companies, building software ventures, mastering international cyber law. From the outside, it looked like a life fully arrived.
From the inside, something never stopped whispering. She was living in the world, she says, but she never belonged to it.
2011: The Call Grows Too Loud to Silence
By 2011, the restlessness became unbearable — a longing for the unknown that no career milestone, no external achievement, could quiet anymore. She had no teacher, no lineage, no roadmap. She simply knew, with total certainty, that she needed to raise her Kundalini and begin to meditate.
So she started sitting alone at 3:00 a.m. every morning. Practices she had never studied began arriving through her, as if remembered rather than learned. It was only later, through the Enlightenment, that she understood why: in a past life, she had been a disciple of Guru Lahiri Mahasaya — the great-grand-guru of Paramahansa Yogananda — and the thread of that lineage had simply picked itself back up.
Two and a half months into her Kundalini Kriya practice, in December 2011, she was given a brief, blinding glimpse behind the veil — a moment of Samadhi that convinced her, beyond all doubt, that there was another reality, absolute and unshakeable, waiting on the other side of the world she'd been living in. A scientist and engineer by training, sceptical of every fairy tale ever told about God, she refused to take anyone's word for what she'd glimpsed. She would test it on herself, in her own body, in her own silence, and trust nothing she had not directly experienced.
5 March 2015: The Morning the Illusion Broke
For three and a half years, she sat with the question of what was real, stripping away everything that wasn't true, in a process she now calls her own postmortem — dismantling belief after belief until nothing false remained to remove.
Then, on the 5th of March, 2015, it happened.
Not gradually. Not gently. Enlightenment arrived as what she describes as a truth bomb — an explosion, not in her, but of her. The dream broke. The illusion of separateness — from God, from other people, from the trees outside her window in Florida, from the rock beneath her feet — simply ceased to exist. She looked around and saw herself everywhere: in the Florida maple trees, in every awakened master who had ever walked the earth, in her own birth. Perception cracked open past the ordinary five senses into something vast, wordless, and complete.
For the next 73 to 75 days, she remained in Nirvikalpa Samadhi, with not much memory of that stretch of time at all — because, as she says, she was living beyond it.
18 April 2016: Falling Into Nothing, and Coming Back as Everything
Enlightenment, she would learn, is not the end of the road. Eight months later, she fell into what she calls Nothingness — a complete merger so total it became a kind of death. Not the death of the body, but the death of the last flicker of "I."
On the 18th of April, 2016, Self-Realisation completed what Enlightenment had begun.
The one who had been having the experience — the last trace of "Prakriti" as a separate someone — dissolved entirely. What remained was simply Consciousness itself, undivided, playing through a body that used to answer to her name.
Friends who witnessed the depth of unconditional love now radiating from her gave her a new name out of pure devotion: Adiguru — the Primordial Guru.
The Secret of the Lotus, Finally Understood
Looking back across an entire life, she recognized what had been happening all along. The Universe had been leaving her reminders since she was a child playing in a temple pond in Lalitpur — through lotus flowers she couldn't explain her love for, through a mysterious forty minutes lost in trance beside a Florida pond years before her awakening, through temples that seemed to arrange themselves around every place she ever lived.
The lotus was never outside her.
It was the Sahasrara, the crown chakra, waiting to bloom as a thousand petals the moment she was ready to become it.
Adiguru Prakriti Today: A Life Lived as Divine Will
What lives now, in her words, is Shiva-Shakti in union, playing through the body once known as Prakriti — helping others walk their own path back to themselves, one honest conversation at a time. Her candid, often unflinching guidance is known for shattering the belief systems people don't even realise are holding them captive, cutting cleanly through illusion to whatever is real underneath.
She describes herself simply as a mirror — an emptiness in which people see themselves exactly as they are, and, if they're ready, catch a glimpse of the same boundless awareness she now lives as her only home. She calls her own path a journey from IT — Information Technology — to IT — Inner Transformation; from AI — Artificial Intelligence — to AI — Ascended Intelligence.
Today, when she isn't sitting with someone on their own journey home, she can usually be found hiking the mountains, gorges, and forests that surround Melbourne, Australia — the same quiet devotion to nature that once had a nine-year-old girl walking, unafraid, into a swamp full of lotus flowers.
May you be Awake. May you become Peace, Love and Bliss!