Kundalini Yoga in Glendale, CA

Kundalini Yoga & Meditation
as taught by Yogi Bhajan®

Join me every Saturday morning as we journey into the healing and strengthening power of Kundalini Yoga and Meditation as taught by Yogi Bhajan®. To learn more about this class, please visit yogiarvindpal.com.



People come. People go.

The race seems long, but it’s really just a day.

And in the end, you learn the race was with yourself.


Don’t just trust yourself, trust your Self.

Fall in love with your soul.

Be you.


Bringing Clarity and Transparency to the Real Estate Offer Process

Far too often, real estate agents receive a bad name due to the unscrupulous acts of a few bad apples. The majority of real estate agents I know are honest, hard-working individuals who have the best interest of their clients in mind. Then why is it that when I speak to homeowners, they often complain about the difficulty of trusting real estate agents – their complaints often accompanied by first or second hand stories of how an agent once withheld an offer costing them or someone they know tens of thousands of dollars? Real estate agents seem to have become the modern-day used car dealer (no offense to my used car dealer friends – but you know what I’m talking about). And as an agent, what’s one to do? Telling the potential client during the listing appointment, “I’m different,” or “I’m not like those other agents” just won’t cut it. After all, what would a dishonest agent say, “trust me. I’m a thief”? There has to be a better way…

Well, there is a better way!

While most agents still ask that offers be sent to their email, this poses several problems for agent and seller alike. Aside from the fact that hunting offers in your email’s inbox becomes a major pain in the you-know-what (particularly when you’re blessed with receiving multiple offers on multiple properties in a relatively short timeframe), the possibility of being accused of not presenting an offer in a timely manner is always present and a real danger.

What if I told you there’s a way to not only eliminate this liability, but to become a hero in the seller’s eyes while doing so? Well… there is such a way! and it’s cvoffers.com, the cloud-based offer management system that addresses your problems and opens up a whole new approach to getting more listings and growing your sales.

Helping Real Estate Agents Grow Their Business

Through cvoffers.com, all your offers are accessible from anywhere at anytime from any internet connected device (desktop, laptop, tablet, or phone). Additionally, both you and your seller receive email and text notification whenever an offer is made on your listing. I won’t go into all the details as to why this is the greatest thing to hit the real estate industry since the MLS. You’re clever enough to know that you can impact your bottom-line in a positive way by jumping on this system ASAP and skyrocketing your production. So what are you waiting for? Get to cvoffers.com and signup for a free account.

Why are you still here? Go!

I mean it. Go!



A Revolution of Love

Evolving beyond the ego
A concern for the ‘other’
From conflict and competition to cooperation
From nationalism to humanism and beyond…
embracing all life

A revolution of love


Mona Lisa


You’re the last of your kind, Mona Lisa
With a wink of your eye,
Ya make it all right
Oh there’s more left to life, Mona Lisa
Let me take you along for the ride

ain’t nothin’ that stays the same
Won’t ask it a’ you
Just that burgundy smile you wore yesterday
Say ya won’t ever lose

I been down, I been worse
Mona Lisa
Came in last, came in first
But it all gathers dirt, Mona Lisa
‘Fore ya bathe in the light

ain’t nothin’ that stays the same
Won’t ask it a’ you
Just that burgundy smile you wore yesterday
Say ya won’t ever lose

Oh ya taught me this much, Mona Lisa
I done set it aside
For when you need the same magic touch
For for when you need remindin’

ain’t nothin’ that stays the same
Won’t ask it a’ you
Just that burgundy smile you wore yesterday
Say ya won’t ever lose
Just that burgundy smile you wore yesterday
Say ya won’t ever lose



And then this happened…

December 2013…

As I walked out of my office building, a Buddhist Monk approached me and, in his very broken English and the aid of some hand gestures, was able to tell me that he saw me as a “good force” – before giving me a bracelet. He then proceeded to tell me that I will live in peace…


Nothing Lasts Forever

Nothing lasts forever
No one lives forever
Keep that in mind, and love

Our life is not the same old burden
Our path is not the same long journey
The flower fades and dies
We must pause to weave perfection into music
Keep that in mind, and love

My beloved, in you I find refuge

Love droops towards its sunset
To be drowned in the golden shadows
Love must be called from its play
And love must be born again to be free
Keep that in mind, and love

My beloved, in you I find refuge
Without seeing my love, I cannot sleep

Let us hurry to gather our flowers
Before they are plundered by the passing winds
It quickens our blood and brightens our eyes
To snatch kisses that would vanish
If we delayed

Our life is eager
Our desires are keen
For time rolls by
Keep that in mind, and love

My beloved, in you I find refuge

Beauty is sweet for a short time
And then it is gone
Knowledge is precious
But we will never have time to complete it
All is done and finished
In eternal heaven
But our life here is eternally fresh
Keep that in mind, and love

(Rabindranath Tagore, 1861-1941)


Love Poem by Rumi

In the realm of lovers
There is only one beloved

In this realm of lovers
There is no coming nor going

Lovers wander
Looking for each other

There is no need for this wandering
The soul of lovers Lives in a place beyond time

The one beloved
Searching for herself in the other

Let us become passionate lovers

Lovers in life
Lovers in death
Lovers in the tomb
Lovers on the day of resurrection
Lovers in paradise
Lovers forever

If you have not known this love don’t count your life as lived On the Day of Judgment it will not be counted

There is a bazaar
Where love is traded for free

There is a river of wine
Where drunken merriment knows no rest
Where burning passion knows no repose
Where billions of galaxies dance
Where restless lovemaking
Gives birth to universe upon universe


When I Was a Child

Someone asked me why I chose this song…

When I was a little boy, no more than five or six years of age, I experienced something that’s described in this song:

“…When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons…”

When in Iran, we were staying at the port town of Bandar Abbas, where my family owned a shipping business. I had an extremely high fever. I was up all night. I distinctly remember the fear in my mother’s eyes as she would put a towel soaked with ice-cold water on my forehead, only to watch it steam up because I was so hot. I’m convinced my life ended that day… for on that early summer morning I died. I remember being in the room with my body as my mother sat over me furiously trying to lower my body temperature.

Perhaps it was not my time to go, or perhaps (more likely) it was my mother’s prayers that spared my life. That was the first time I died and that’s why I chose this song.

I died a second death at the age of sixteen, but we’ll leave that story for another day…