How Sathya Sai Baba Assumed Multiple Forms To Save A Devotee

Sri Sathya Sai Baba

Sri Sathya Sai Baba


How Sathya Sai Baba Assumed Multiple Forms To Save A Devotee

Swami Satchidananda, a distinguished monk of Divine Life Society of Rishikesh, and a close disciple of Swami Shivananda Saraswati, narrated this astounding incident in the presence of Sathya Sai Baba on the 29th of June 1957, on the occasion of the Inauguration of the Tapovana (Meditation grove) in Puttaparthi. This incident convinced Swami Satchidananda beyond doubt about the divine nature of Bhagawan. Prof. Kasturi has recorded this incident thus:

Swami Satchidananda was in Sathya Sai Baba’s room one afternoon in the bungalow on Kodaikanal. Baba was reclining on His bed. Suddenly, He stood up and shouted, “Don’t shoot”, in Telugu and fell upon the bed, in what is called a ‘trance,’ but is best described as ‘going on a transcorporeal journey.’

His body became stiff and remained in that condition for about an hour. When He returned and took charge of His physical frame, He looked at those around Him and wanted a telegram sent urgently to an address at Bhopal! He dictated the message and the address. It ran, “Don’t worry; the revolver is with Me, Baba.”

Swami Satchidananda expressed a doubt whether the postal authorities would accept the message for transmission, for it spoke of revolvers, which come under the Arms Act. Others too supported him and there was some argument on the pros and cons.

Baba wanted that it should go quickly to Bhopal and alternative words to bypass the rules were discussed. Swami Satchidananda suggested the word, ‘instrument,’ for ‘revolver’ and Baba agreed that it would convey the meaning intended, so far as the recipient was concerned. The wire went quick, and fast, to Bhopal, a thousand miles away!

Every one was anxious to know what the nature of the averted tragedy was, but Baba parried all attempts to draw the information from Him. But, on the fourth day, a letter arrived from Bhopal, which was read out to all, a letter revealing that Baba was indeed the same Lord Vishnu who had saved Gajendra and Prahlada, and the same Lord Krishna who had come to the rescue of Draupadi!

The author of the letter, whose wife was an ardent devotee of Bhagawan, had served in the Second World War and was now occupying a high position in Government Service. He was very much upset by the administrative rearrangements following the Reorganisation of States, for persons far junior in service were hoisted on top of him. He had no one nearby to assuage or comfort or even to listen to his tale of woe.

His wife was away at her parents’ village. Disappointed by the unlucky turn in his career, he decided to end his humiliation by means of a revolver. There was one handy; he tried one shot, just to see whether his hand would be steady for the fatal second; but before he could shoot next… Baba had shouted, “Don’t shoot!”

When suddenly, there was a loud bang at the door! Baba had come! Not as Baba, of course, but as an old college-mate accompanied (!) by his wife and a Chaprasi (porter), with a trunk and a holdall, to make the picture complete in every detail!

The officer ran into the bedroom, placed the revolver on the bed, threw a sheet over it, hurried back into the front hall, adjusted his lineaments to the new situation, and opened the door!

There, lo and behold, were the three forms of Bhagawan, ready to play their part. The college chum was very boisterous and demonstrative; Baba had become by instantaneous materialisation a friend, who had just the qualities that would remove melancholy and who could give the officer, the tonic that would cure him of despair.

He responded to the treatment and became quite normal, very soon. He even smiled and laughed at the jokes of his old friend, and as the conversation proceeded, all thoughts of suicide melted away.

The lady too joined in the talk, but, when they discovered that the mistress of the house was away, the visitor put on an air of profound disappointment and said that he would prefer to stay with another friend. In spite of the appeals of the person whom he had saved, the friend departed forty-five minutes after he materialised, with the lady, the porter, the trunk and the holdall, thus drawing down the curtain on the excellent dramatic performance!

After seeing them off, the officer hurried into the bedroom; he was stunned to find that the revolver was not there nor anywhere in the house! Who could have removed it?

He locked his house and ran in hot haste to the address to which the college-mate said he would be going. He got his doubt confirmed; there was no one there; the three visitors had melted into thin air, with the trunk and the holdall!

Back home, he was turning over in his memory the stunning events that had happened that day, when he was startled by another knock at the door! It was the telegraph messenger! The wire from Kodaikanal; “Don’t worry; the instrument is with me – Baba.”

Swami Satchidananda said that this incident is much stranger than the Parakayapravesam extolled in Puranas. Parakayapravesam is entering into another body which is existing at that time, but, this is Kayasrishti, the creation, at the very moment of willing, of three bodies and making the bodies act their roles of existing individuals, correct to the minutest detail of voice and inflection, gait and gesture, idiom and idiosyncrasy, and the recitation of incidents and anecdotes relating to decades past when they were both students of the same college!

This, concluded Swami Satchidananda, is possible only for an Avatar.

Reference: “Sathyam Shivam Sundaram”, Vol-I, by Prof. N Kasturi. Page: 102-105. Published by Sri Sathya Sai Books and Publications Trust, Prasanthi Nilayam.

Young Sathya Appears In The Sanctum Sanctorum Of The Virupaksha Temple

Young Sathya Sai Baba

Young Sathya Sai Baba

Young Sathya Appears In The Sanctum Sanctorum Of The Virupaksha Temple

This incident took place during Bhagawan’s childhood days, soon after the historic declaration of His Avatarhood. The strange turn of events connected to young Sathya had perturbed His elder brother, Sri Seshama Raju. It was at this time that a group of townsmen from Hospet (a town in Karnataka) consisting of the Deputy Inspector of Schools, some Muncipal Councillors and merchants, approached Seshama Raju with an invitation to Bhagawan to visit their town. Seshama Raju felt that the change of scene would improve Sathya’s condition and hence accepted the invitation.

Prof. Kasturi narrates the events that transpired during the visit:

Hospet town is a few miles away from the ruins of Hampi, the capital of the ancient Vijayanagar Empire. They alighted among the ruins and trudged along the roads, once lined by jewellery shops and flower-stalls, trodden by men and women of all the nations of the East as well as travellers and traders from the Middle East and the Mediterranean shore. They saw the elephant stables, the Palace of the Queens, the Vijayadasami Mound, and then went to the Vittalanathaswami Temple. They proceeded to the stone chariot, the monolithic Narasimha, and the gigantic Ganapathi. Finally they came to the temple of Lord Virupaksha, the patron deity of the Vijayanagar Emperors, who protected and cherished Bharatiya Culture for well nigh three centuries from 1336 A.D. to 1635 A.D.

It was noticed that throughout the morning, Sathya was moving among the ruins, unaware, as in a trance. A revered sage, sitting in front of one of the temples, said of Him, “This boy, believe me, is Divine.”

When the party went into the temple of Virupaksha, Sathya too went with them but He seemed more interested in the height and majesty of the temple than in the worship at the sanctum sanctorum. He stood outside and no one pressed Him to enter with the others.

After a while, the priest waved the flame of camphor before the Lingam and asked the pilgrims to see the illuminated shrine, because the flame lit up the interior. There, inside the shrine, they saw to their utter amazement, Sathya!

He was standing in place of the Lingam, smiling and erect, accepting their Pranams. Everything about the ‘boy’ was so thrilling and unexpected that Seshama Raju wanted to verify whether he had not actually strayed into the shrine, evading everybody’s notice. So, he hurried outside to find Sathya leaning on a wall, staring at the horizon!

The amazement of the members of the party can better be imagined than described. They did special Puja for Him that day, though it was not a Thursday, for their faith in Him as a Manifestation was confirmed.

Reference: “Sathyam Shivam Sundaram” Vol – I, by Prof. N Kasturi. Page: 41-42. Published by Sri Sathya Sai Books and Publications Trust, Prasanthi Nilayam.

How The Faith Of Little Mayan Gave Her A New Life

Sathya Sai Baba

Sathya Sai Baba

How The Faith Of Little Mayan Gave Her A New Life
Howard Murphet and his wife Iris met the Harrison family in 1976 and through them could see the unfolding of ‘a great Australian miracle’. For a detailed account of this incident, over to Howard Murphet:

Early in 1976 in Australia my wife and I became acquainted with Pearl Harrison, a retired secretary of the medical faculty of a university in Sydney. At first we thought this seemed to be just a chance meeting, but later we wondered.

At that time the manuscript of my book ‘Sai Baba Avatar’, after much rewriting, was ready for the final, publisher’s draft. Pearl, although busy with volunteer welfare work, expressed a desire to type the manuscript. Why she should have this desire she did not understand, but she does now.

Anyway, arrangements were made for her to do the typing, and thus she was introduced to the miracles of Sathya Sai Baba. One of her two grand daughters, eight-year-old Mayan Waynberg would, at times, help Pearl by reading aloud the material to be typed. While the grandmother felt sceptical about the miracles, the granddaughter accepted them without question. To the child they seemed quite natural.

The typing of the first few chapters had been completed when Mayan, who had lately been looking very pale and had been bruising too easily, was taken to a doctor for a blood test. The doctor was appalled at the results. He phoned Mayan’s mother, Helen Waynberg, and strongly advised that the child should be collected from her school and taken home to rest without delay. He also made immediate arrangements for her to be given a bone-marrow test at the Prince of Wales Hospital in Sydney.

At this stage the family became very worried indeed. Pearl told me about it when I called to find out how the typing was progressing. I could see she was afraid, very afraid, that her little granddaughter might have some drastic, killer disease, like leukemia. It proved not to be leukemia, but something equally lethal – aplastic anaemia, in which the bone-marrow fails to produce the vital blood components in sufficient quantity to maintain health and life.

Her blood picture at that time showed the haemoglobin count at less than half normality, the white components of the blood about a third the normal level and the platelets way down to one-fifteenth of the normal count. Mayan was put under the care of a specialist who told her mother that the only treatment was the use of certain drugs, one a male hormone named Prednisolone and another, Fluoxymesterone.

From both of these, distressing side effects could be expected, such as stunting the child’s growth, causing puffiness and obesity, hair growth on the face while causing baldness on the head. The patient would need to have constant blood and bone marrow tests to monitor her condition. As Mayan had a deep phobia about needles piercing her skin and blood vessels, this was a frightful ordeal for her and everyone else concerned.

But the most tragic part of the situation was that, after going through this treatment and suffering its side effects, she would still not be cured. The best that could be expected was a few more years of life, with very limited activity. The drug therapy was not a cure, the elders were told; all it could do was to delay the inevitable for a time. No one could say how long that period would be.

In this sad situation Pearl thought about the Sai miracles she had been typing. She writes:

“I must admit to complete lack of faith in religion, considering myself a Jewess by tradition but not by observance. I had typed about many miracles that Sai Baba had performed, and had thought how interesting it all sounded intellectually, but had not this dreadful illness occurred to my own granddaughter, I might have let it go at that.

Then it was as if my mind suddenly opened with a jerk, and I began to think that perhaps there was something real in all I had typed. Howard and Iris Murphet were most concerned when I told, them about Mayan. They said they would bring some Vibhuti over and Mayan could start taking it immediately.”

It has often been said and written that Sai Baba is specially interested in anyone in whom his devotees are interested. So the link was there. Yet, I remembered him saying emphatically that two necessary ingredients of divine healing are faith and surrender. Could we find such ingredients in this Sydney suburban home, where no one seemed to have religious or spiritual interests, and Sai Baba was a remote, almost fictional, figure in a far-off foreign country?

Well, we could but try. To Mayan I said earnestly, ‘You must really and truly believe in the power of Sai Baba!’

‘Oh, but I do’, she replied, and in the way she said it I sensed the simple, child-like faith that Christ had put of first importance.

A little later, Grandfather Jack Harrison made me feel that he too may be fertile soil for faith. He said, standing in the garden of their home, ‘I am going to India as soon as I can to thank Sai Baba for curing Mayan.’ He did not say, ‘If he cures her.’ The Sai treatment had hardly begun, yet he seemed to have no doubts about its effectiveness.

We may be born with faith, that inner certainty of the omnipotent Supreme, or we may acquire it, but we can never acquire it through reasoning and logic. In fact, the reasoning mind can be a handicap, blocking the birth of the deeper knowledge that men call faith.

Grandmother Pearl had her intellectual barriers but a very warm heart. Mother Helen was non-committal. Judging by her talk, she was atheistic but she was willing to try the Vibhuti treatment. We kept assuring the family of the importance of prayer – constant prayer. They agreed to pray to Swami for His help. My wife and I prayed to Him fervently and regularly.

There was, however, an urgent question to be answered. We knew from studying many cases that Swami sometimes cures people through drugs prescribed by doctors, while preventing any bad side effects. Sometimes, on the other hand, He will not let drugs be used at all. What would be His Will in the case of Mayan?

The only way to be sure was to ask Him. In the meantime, we thought, it would be best to let the child start the drug therapy, particularly as the doctors had said that no side-effects would become evident for about three months. We had to find some way of asking Swami the vital question as soon as possible. He must be asked directly.

By a stroke of good fortune, our friend Lynette Penrose was about to set off on a visit to Sai Baba. Incidentally, it had been in Lynette’s home in Balmain that we first began Sai meetings in Sydney. Lynette agreed to take to Swami a photograph of Mayan, and letters asking the vital question about drug treatment. We hoped, moreover, that she would have the opportunity of asking Him this question, herself, orally. She went off to India, and we all eagerly awaited word from her. It was not long before an airmail letter arrived.

Lynette told us that she had been granted an interview and had given the photograph and letters to Swami. When He looked at the photograph, she wrote, ‘His face had become very, very soft and compassionate.’ About the drug therapy His reply was, ‘No, no drugs, just Vibhuti in water twice a day.’

Pearl Harrison writes: ‘When this message came back, we had to decide whether to take her off the drugs and give her Vibhuti only.’

Mayan made up our minds for us. She said, ‘If Sai Baba says I should not take drugs, then I won’t take them.’

So after just three weeks on the drugs, she went off them and took nothing but Vibhuti from then on. This was putting complete faith in the healing power of someone no member of the family had ever seen, except in photographs.

We felt some responsibility as we had been the channel through which they had heard of Sai Baba. All we could do was to hold fast to our own trust and faith in the Lord. Then we thought of something that might help at the receiving end of the divine healing ray. We suggested that they start holding Sathya Sai meetings at the Harrison home in Greenacre. They readily agreed to this, and their house in Latvia Street became the second centre opened in Sydney for Bhajans and study.

The meetings were a success from the start, people coming from all parts of the metropolitan area, and from distant places in the Blue Mountains and the south coast. Soon Jack Harrison decided to convert his large garage into a Sai temple, buying a new carport to shelter his car. Within the Sai temple, lined and decorated with the help of devotees, a beautiful shrine was erected. The place acquired a sacred atmosphere and the size of the group expanded. It was surprising to see, both at the Greenacre temple and at Balmain, how quickly and wholeheartedly the Australians took to singing Bhajans.

Many learned to lead (the Bhajans), the child Mayan being one of them. Mayan’s health was soon showing a steady improvement. The family decided it might be better to let the doctors think, for the time being, that Mayan was taking their drugs. Every two weeks she was given a blood test at the hospital, and the medical people were delighted at the results. No doubt they were surprised too.

There was a dramatic rise in her red blood cell count, a good improvement in the number of white cells, and the platelet count was creeping upwards. After a few months of the Sai Vibhuti treatment, with no medical assistance whatever, the red and white cell count was back to normal. The doctors then decided that tests could be taken every two months only, instead of every two weeks as before.

Her platelets, in these tests, showed a rise of about 10,000 every two months. The doctors had earlier examined Mayan’s sister, Alona, who is about a year the senior, for bone-marrow compatibility with that of Mayan. When the results were known, and it was found that the sister’s bone-marrow was compatible, they advised a bone-marrow graft.

Even though Mayan’s condition was showing satisfactory improvement, the platelets were still far from normal, and it was felt that such a graft would help in arresting the disease. Thus another question was posed to the family and to us – should the operation be performed?

Fortunately another Australian devotee, just leaving at this time for Puttaparti, was able to ask Swami directly if the operation should be done or not. Swami’s reply was definite: ‘She is getting better and will soon be completely well. There is no need for such an operation.’

The news came back to Greenacre quickly, and immediately it was decided, to the great relief of Mayan, and indeed to all concerned, that there would be no operation. The family felt confident now that nothing was needed but Swami’s power, coming through the Vibhuti, to bring Mayan’s platelets up to normal, and so create a perfectly healthy blood picture.

But though climbing, the platelets were not normal when my wife and I left for India early in 1978. However, before we had an opportunity to speak to Swami about the case, we received a letter from grandmother Pearl, telling us that Mayan’s last blood test, given after we left had shown her platelet count up to normal – in fact, at 174,000, it was better than normal.

The child was completely cured of her ‘incurable’ disease. Early the next year Jack and Pearl did what he had declared he would do even before the treatment had begun. They came, bringing the two granddaughters, to thank Swami personally for the wonderful, miraculous cure. The family also, at the end, told the specialist in charge of the case that sacred Vibhuti had been substituted for the drugs he had prescribed. He was not so shocked as they had expected.

In fact, he said: ‘I thought it must be something like that as there were no side-effects.‘ Then he added, ‘My mother believes in spiritual healing.’ The doctor kindly gave the family all the figures of Mayan’s blood tests as documentary evidence. He also agreed to accept a copy of the book, ‘SaiBaba: Man of Miracles’.

When Pearl handed it to him, she said: ‘now don’t let it just lie on the shelf; read it, and then pass it on to somebody else. If you feel you don’t want to read it, please send it back to me.’ It has never come back.

Reference: “Sai Baba: Invitation To Glory” by Mr. Howard Murphet. Page: 33-41. Published by Macmillan India Ltd, 1982.

Sathya Sai Baba And The Cure Of Faith

Sathya Sai Babaji

Sathya Sai Babaji


Sathya Sai Baba And The Cure Of Faith
The healing that faith can do

Faith in Bhagawan Sri Sathya Sai Baba can bring about miraculous cures, making lives whole and complete. Bhagawan had blessed the family of Sri Gopal Rao, former Chairman of Andhra Bank and a resident sevak at Prasanthi Nilayam with two such miraculous cures.

The first case is that of his son Suryanarayana (65) who was an engineer of high distinction serving in a large industry.

The medical check-up revealed that he had lung cancer when he consulted doctors because of his reducing weight and inability to walk even a distance of 100 yards without gasping for breath. When Swami called Gopal Rao and his family for interview on 27th December 1997 on his 90th birthday, He mentioned about his son Suryanarayana’s health problem. Swami advised him to undergo bronchoscopy and tests as directed by the doctors. The tests revealed that in his left lung, there was a malignant patch (cancer). Doctors advised immediate surgery to remove the affected part or even the whole lung. Even then there was no certainity of a cure.

His son Gopal, a computer engineer in USA wanted to come over to India and be with his father during the proposed surgery. But Swami appeared in his dream and said “Don’t come. I am looking after your father and there is nothing to worry about him.” Meanwhile Sri Gopal Rao approached Dr. Alreja of the General Hospital at Prasanthi Nilayam to inform Swami, and Dr. Alreja got vibhuti prasadam from Swami. Next day (Vaikunta Ekadasi) 8th January, 1998, Suryanarayana got into the first line during darshan time. Swami came to him and asked him, “What are the doctors saying?” Suryanarayana replied that he did not want to go to the doctors, that he was surrendering totally to Bhagawan and sought His grace to save him. Swami materialised vibhuti and gave it to him. Suryanarayana continued to sit daily for darshan for three months in Prasanthi Nilayam and for a further two months in Brindavan and Swami was noticing him. He never consulted any doctor nor took any medicine nor would he undergo any tests to check whether the malignancy in his lung had disappeared. Only darshan and vibhuti saved him. In the fifth month, one day, Swami gave him permission to go back to his consultancy work and in September the same year to go to USA for 4 months to visit his sons. It was mid-winter but he enjoyed his trip and came back healthy in January 1999. Since then he has been in perfect health. From the first day after Swami gave him vibhuti, he started improving in health, his appetite improved and he regained the lost weight.

The second case pertains to Gopal, 36, the grandson of Gopal Rao and son of Suryanarayana. Gopal who is a computer engineer in USA was suffering from acute pain in his left foot (ostero arthritis) for 8 years. He used to take palliatives and injections prescribed by the doctors but the malady became more and more acute. Doctors advised surgery but with no guarantee of a cure. He sent a letter to Swami through his father. Soon thereafter Swami appeared to Gopal in his dream and asked him what the matter was with his feet. He asked him to lift his left foot, which was affected. Gopal stretched his foot with difficulty and Swami pressed hard on the sole with His right foot twice or thrice. Swami repeated this treatment for his right foot too. Next morning, when Gopal woke up he felt the pain slowly descending from his waist down to his feet to disappear finally and all the while he was experiencing a cool happy sensation. There has been no recurrence of the pain, which had troubled him for eight years.

It was implict faith in Swami that brought about these miraculous healings.

Lord Sai Baba Opened His Eye

Lord Sai Baba Opened His Eye

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Bangalore, Jul 18 : An Industrialist’s house here has turned out to be a centre of attraction for thousands of people gathered following a rumour that an idol of Shirdi Sai Baba there had opened one of its eyes. On hearing about the news, curious people started visiting the house to offer prayers, police said. (Reference)

Bangalore: It was blind belief, but people came with their eyes wide open, all for a glimpse of the one-eyed Sai Baba.

A one-foot high idol of Sai Baba attracted a huge crowd as well as huge donations all through Friday, when word spread fast that Sai Baba had come to bless one and all by opening one eye on Guru Purnima, his birthday.

The crowd thronged the house of A Babu, a trader who had bought the idol some seven months ago.

“When we bought the idol, both eyes were closed. However, on Thursday, one eye opened. I thought at first that it was just dirt, but Baba has opened his eye to bless us,” says he.

Word of mouth was enough to draw both the young and the old, the devout and the believers. Police had to be called in to control the huge rush.

But miracle or not, the devotees ensured that they paid Baba back in currency for his blessings. People even took photos of the idol for keepsake and the sale of Sai Baba idols also shot up parallely.

So the question is: Can you have life in a stone figure? Well, it is a thin line between faith and reality which got blurred enough to get the crowds to the home of A Babu, and as always blind faith is proving to be quite profitable to the owner of the Sai Baba idol. (Reference)

Hyderabad: Guru Purnima was celebrated with gaiety across the twin cities on Friday. Right from dawn to dusk, various temples, particularly Shirdi Sai Baba temples located in different areas, buzzed with activity as city dwellers thronged the temples to celebrate the auspicious day.

Guru Purnima is celebrated to pay tributes to the spiritual gurus, their teachings and their lives. Embellished with flowers and lights, special rituals were performed in various Shirdi Sai Baba temples that reverberated with religious hymns and chants.

Late in the afternoon, with visuals of a Shirdi Sai Baba idol opening an eye in a temple at Bangalore being screened in almost all television news channels, people turned out in even more numbers at various temples. Soon rumours spread across twin cities that another Shirdi Sai Baba idol at a temple in Yellareddyguda too, had opened an eye leaving the local residents spell bound.

Serpentine queues were witnessed at the temples and it was reported that people in some localities had even performed ‘abhishekam’ to the Shirdi Sai Baba idols with milk, honey and water as part of the rituals. (Reference)

Bangalore, July 18 (ANI): A large number of devotees has started thronging a house in Bangalore’s Hanumanthnagara after learning that a miracle which has occurred in a revered Sai Baba statue.

The one-foot high marble statue started captivating the religious minded people after they heard about the statue whose one eye has opened up in a miraculous occurrence.

Lakshmi in whose house the miracle took place feels that it was her great fortune that the God has taken rebirth in her house.

“I am very happy. It has happened on Thursday that too on Buddha Purnima the God has taken rebirth in my house. It was when I was trying to cleanup the idol that I noticed that the left portion had some particles. I cleaned it up and the God opened his eye. It is my fortune. People are thronging to my place,” said Lakshmi.

Hope scientific community stand up and answer this miracle. By Kestur Vasuki (ANI) (Reference)

BANGALORE, July 18, 2008: Thousands of devotees of Shirdi Sai Baba on Friday found thronging to a house at Gavipuram in Bangalore city, located in southern part of India. The reason is that TV channels are showing visuals of the idol of Shridi Sai Baba with one eye open.

Today being Gurupoornima day considered very auspicious by Sai Baba devotees, the news spread and thousands of devotees are thronging the house to experience what they claim as miracle by Sai Baba. Some believers say that it is a trick to draw crowds to the house and temples.

Surprised at the one-foot high marble idol with one eye open, the house owner Babu said the he was blessed by the Lord. Hundreds of women visited the house to seek the blessings of the Sai Baba. “When I was trying to cleanup the idol I noticed that the left portion had some particles. I cleaned it up and the God opened his eye. It is my fortune. People are thronging to my place,” said his wife Lakshmi. The police have been posted at the house to control the crowd.

The famous Shirdi Temple is located at a distance of 260 km from Mumbai in Maharasthr, but lakhs of devotees adore Sai Baba idols at home and worship the lord. A few years ago, television channels, radio and newspapers eagerly covered a unique phenomenon called Lord Ganesha drinking milk offered by devotees in Mumbai and other parts of the country. Even sceptical journalists held their milk-filled spoons to the statues of gods – and watched as the milk disappeared.

Speaking to this Mangalorean.com correspondent, a devotee said “I am a devotee of Sai Baba and today I am really feel very happy.” Many people, young and old, found standing in a queue in front of the house in the small locality of Hanumanthnagara to offer their prayers to their Lord. (Reference)

Door No. 7, Chitra Block, Gavipuram Guttahalli, Bangalore ,which, till the other day, was a non-descript residence of phenol merchant Babu, suddenly turned into a pilgrimage centre, when hundreds of people descended on Friday to witness what they believe is a miracle – the Shirdi Sai Baba idol is purported to have opened its left eye.

After reports of Ganapati idols drinking milk and the recent story of a bleeding Christ, the Sai Baba miracle too saw both the devout and the curious rushing to the house.

With devotees queuing up to have a glimpse of the statue, the area wore a festive look with small-time traders trying to make a fast buck by selling prasadam and Baba’s idols. There was also a huge flow of cash as the devotees put dakshina (cash offering to God) after the darshan.

The police had to be called in to control the surging crowds. (Reference)

BANGALORE: A day after a Sai Baba statue reportedly opened one of its eyes in a house at Gavipura Guttahalli, the mob frenzy seems to be evaporating.

Although devotees continued to throng near the house of owner, Babu, on Saturday morning, the frequency was low compared to Friday.

The number of devotees decreased slowly and by afternoon, there were only a handful of them.

The police, who had a tough time in handling the mob on Friday, were relieved to see a smaller crowd on Saturday.

Some Sai Baba devotees have camped in the house and continued with their prayers and bhajans.

But a section of the devotees and onlookers are looking at the episode with a critical eye.

One common question asked was why Baba decided to open only one eye and not both? Neither Babu, nor his family members, had a convincing reply to this question.

The public and journalists were barred from going too close to the statue by the family.

Other than the family members, nobody was allowed to touch the statue.

Some devotees tried to go as close as they could near the statue but were stopped on their tracks by the family, who looked after the statue and placed offerings given by the devotees.

The entire episode of Baba reportedly opening his eye in Babu’s house has come in the right time, the police said.

According to sources, had the incident been delayed by some months, Baba would have had to look for some other house.

According to a senior police officer, Babu’s house was built on a civic amenity site and there was a long-standing legal battle in this regard.

The BBMP had filed a case against Babu and recently, the court had directed the authorities to evict him and take possession of the land.

Meanwhile, Babu is making grand plans of constructing a temple on the premises.

Babu is also a close friend of a local politician and had campaigned in the recent assembly polls. (Reference)

Is it Faith or blind faith? Hundreds of devotees thronged the door step of one Mr. Babu and His wife Lakshmi who reside in Gavipura, Kempegowdanagar, Bangalore to catch the glimpse of Sri Shirdi Saibaba’s statue glimpsing through an eye opened wide on 18th July 2008 . It is also said that He opened His eyes later in a temple in Yelahanka, Bangalore. It is to be noted that the day was Guru Poornima, an auspicious day to render one’s worship to one’s Guru.

The event provoked a long serpentine queue to flow continuously into Mr. Babu’s home that resulted in mounting money. Well is it a farce or a fact? Did Baba really open His eyes ? It is left to the devotee to believe or disbelieve.

A Baba’s devotee envisions Baba within himself day in day out. He is surely aware of Baba’s eyes wide open to His cares and His arms widely stretched out as well, to comfort those who seek refugee in Him. Baba touches each and everyone’s life in a very personal way, like that of a flower that sends out its fragrance in the most subtlest way.

Since Baba was a great miracle worker, it is natural to believe in any happenings connected with Him. However we never question strange happenings wrapped in a religious covering that awe inspire the world.

The event provoked a long serpentine queue to flow continuously into Mr. Babu’s home that resulted in mounting money.

Faith or blind faith, it is however in the hands of Baba to tend His sheep without being tethered within the limits of superficial convictions. After all He is the eye opener, the spiritual eye opener who dissolves all illusions in His infinite illumination. (Reference)

Shirdi Sai Baba Miracle – Sai Baba Idol Opens Eye

Shirdi Sai Baba With Eye Open

Shirdi Sai Baba With Eye Open


Shirdi Sai Baba Miracle – Sai Baba Idol Opens Eye
19 Jul 2008, 0338 hrs IST,TNN

BANGALORE: Hundreds of people descended on a merchant’s house in Bangalore on Friday to witness what they believe is a miracle – the Shirdi Sai Baba idol is purported to have opened its left eye.

The frenzy was such that police had to be called in to control the surging crowds.

After reports of Ganapati idols drinking milk and the recent story of a bleeding Christ, the Sai Baba ‘miracle’ too saw both the devout and the curious rushing to the house.

Door No. 7, Chitra Block, Gavipuram Guttahalli, which, till the other day, was a non-descript residence of phenol merchant Babu, suddenly turned into a pilgrimage centre.

With devotees queuing up to have a glimpse of the statue, the area wore a festive look with small-time traders trying to make a fast buck by selling prasadam and Baba’s idols!

The devotee couple Babu (45) and his wife Lakshmi took the marble idol to clean on Wednesday evening to prepare for the Thursday puja.

The idol had some black mark on its left chin and the couple’s son Dhrupad, who was cleaning the eye, suddenly felt some change in the idol – the eyelash seemed moving. The devotees were astounded and stopped the cleaning work.

On Thursday morning, they found the left eye of Baba had opened. Thursday being a day to worship Baba, the couple, along with their neighbours, performed puja.

The news flashed on Friday morning and by afternoon, the crowds multiplied.

“We had gone to Shirdi a year ago from where we bought this marble idol. It is a miracle that Baba opened his eye on Guru Poornima Day to give us darshan. It has been very difficult to control the crowd as people are queuing up to see the miracle. So we had to inform the police and arrange for bandobast,” said Drupad, a II PU student.

There was also a huge flow of cash as the devotees put “dakshine” (cash offering to God) after the darshan. “I am a staunch Sai Baba devotee and never had witnessed such a miracle. The idol looked like as if Baba was looking at me…I cannot forget this day,” said Swamy Narayan, a resident of Hanumanthanagar, with tears in his eyes.

Policemen from two stations – Kempe Gowdanagar and Hanumanthanagar – were deployed near the house along with Hoysala patrolling teams from Bangalore South. “More than 1,500 people had gathered and the crowd was maddening. Our concern was maintaining peace”, he said.

Reference

Also see:
Lord Sai Baba Opened His Eye – Videos & News Reports
SaiSathyaSai Webpage About Shirdi Sai Baba Miracle

Sai Baba Miracle - Eye Opens

Sai Baba Miracle - Eye Opens

Sai Baba Miracle - Wallpaper

Sai Baba Miracle - Wallpaper

Remembering Sai Geetha (aka ‘Sai Geeta’ – ‘Sai Gita’)

Baby Gita - Hairs Standing On End

Baby Gita - Hairs Standing On End

Remembering Sai Geetha (aka ‘Sai Geeta’ – ‘Sai Gita’)
Sai Gita: The Sweet Song Of Sai

To the mortals, exit from the physical plane comes as a big blow, for. It inflicts pain of separation from near and dear ones. Quoting an anonymous poet, Prof. N. Kasturi wrote substantiating his statement that anything, which is born and grows, declines and dies, …as soon as we are born our funeral procession started! Our heart is the drum. Our hearts beat like a muffled drum and the funeral march starts! So, birth is only the beginning of death!

Sai Geeta’s illustrious story that has essentially become a part of His Story is indeed an inspiring saga, especially in an age when man often falters to understand God’s greatest boon to humanity, the great sojourn called life. In an age when human values struggle to find their way into human hearts, when man’s bestial tendencies often prevail upon the latent good in him, it is Divinity’s masterplan that showcases the dedicated life of an elephant modelling devotion in its real and complete sense. indeed, it serves as a great lesson to humanity.

Tears that rolled down her cheeks on many a occasion, her mischievous pranks acknowledging ecstasy at having been blessed to be in the Divine Presence, were testimonies to the unmatched love, pristine in quality, she has had for her Beloved Master, Bhagawan, that for sure would be envied even by human beings.

It was not a mere coincidence that brought The Creator and His Creation together in the Mudumalai forest marking the beginning of this glorious tale of love. It was a Divine happenstance, a well-crafted master plan by the Divine that would have had its roots linked to many previous births that had made such a meeting possible. Sai Geeta is a Shuddha Brahmacharini (pristine and perfect celibate). She has come for Me, said Bhagawan once, at the end of a long arduous trial she had been forced to undertake at the instance of some senior devotees; she had been ‘reluctantly’ sent to the forest for breeding at the dogged persuasion of some senior devotees in the ashram for no positive result.

Adorned as a Little Princess
There came Sai Geeta to Prasanthi Nilayam
Rejoiced Prasanthi in her endearing presence
And struck a love tale…Creator with His creation
Echoed the song of her heart’s melody
Love for Baba…Life for Baba!
Gazing at Baba she wept
The King returned ‘His Own’ to her
His Love was that she sought
His Heart was that she conquered
Knowing fully, still unknowingly…
She lived a Life…a Life Full…
Unruffled and nonchalant
Dissipating every passing thought
…into the gleam of eternity
Yet, in the end came ‘the end’
Denouement of the drama of life…
Yet, she survived the scare…death
Basking in the love of her Sun
At the end…she receded…devoutly
Into the gleam of eternity!
We salute You, Oh! Little Princess!

Sai Geeta is history now and essentially a part of His-Story. She must have been with Bhagawan through many of His previous Avatars and hence possibly having found her way to Prasanthi Nilayam. Who are we to decipher Bhagawan’s play with our very limited intellect? It all seems a part of His overall drama. He knew that the children would come in to study at the schools and the universities. He knew that they loved animals and animals loved them in return. He had a plan to instil the mantra of divine love through His interaction with Sai Geeta. And she too seemed to play with the Divine, just the way the cows nuzzled up to Him in Brindavan.

“Death is the denouement of the drama of life” wrote Prof. N. Kasturi. For those who loved Sai Geeta, her passing away marked the end of a drama in physical. Devotees would definitely miss her beautifully caparisoned frame majestically leading processions, her gorgeous princely gait, rare sight of tears of love rolling down her cheeks, the beauty of her being cuddled and fed by Mother Sai so affectionately, her unruffled nonchalant looks dissipating every passing thought into the gleam of eternity and lots more…. But, her footprints would continue her legacy in the hearts of millions who loved her so dearly.

A year has gone by. And it is still vivid in the minds of those who were present to witness the scene on the morning of 23rd May 2007 when His all conquering love filled and fulfilled Sai Geeta and perhaps her final wish to have Him with her during her final earthly moments. How an ordinary mortal could decipher the mysterious moments that happened on that fateful morning when Bhagawan Himself drove down to the planetarium side to have a look at His pet elephant that had dropped down on the previous evening? He went close to Sai Geeta and smeared vibhuti all over her head. He was there for a couple of minutes pressing her head with His fingers, stroking her trunk, applying vibhuti on her face and limbs. He then lovingly moved His fingers over her eyes and even asked the caretaker to open her eyes. Though it had been fifteen hours after her passing away, clinically, her body was still supple and flexible as if it was still having traces of life inching towards final exit. Braving the simmering summer, there waited God in human form, silently guiding the entire proceedings of His beloved’s final journey, for more than two and a half hours, at the newly constructed Sai Geeta Mahal, as devotees affectionately started calling the same.

All knowing God, the master crafter and designer who knew in advance of the events to come had a well thought out plan for His beloved pet elephant. He had in fact shared with Mr. Pedda Reddy, the caretaker, an interesting idea well in advance of the fateful happening that the new building could be dedicated as a memorial to Sai Geeta. The hidden truth behind Bhagawan’s ‘indication’ was not properly understood by anyone, then. In similar fashion, it was against the usual schedule that had been in place over the years, that Bhagawan returned straight to Prasanthi Nilayam after three week’s stay in Kodaikanal, as if some important event was awaiting Him over here.

A Divine Grace to Record the Present:
Alex Prowse, an accomplished artist from the United Kingdom, member of The Pastel Society, a member of The Federation of British Artists, The Mall Galleries, London and more importantly an ardent devotee of Bhagawan had a beautiful experience with Bhagawan that had a Sai Geeta flavour. He believes that, foreseeing the future, Bhagawan had given him a rare chance to record the present, painting Sai Geeta alive!

Alex Prowse along with his wife was fortunate to have an interview with Bhagawan on the afternoon of 3rd April 2007. During the interview Bhagawan lovingly enquired after his health, as he had been unwell in between. Upon answering the question in affirmative, Alex showed Him a pencil drawing on Sai Geeta that he had done just a week before and expressed his concern that the elephant was suffering from a bad tummy. Bhagawan keenly looking at the drawing asked his wife, ‘now he will do painting?’ His wife, sitting at the other end, looked across to Alex before nodding and replying that yes, he would. During the following week Alex spent more time dedicated to drawing and filming Sai Geeta in preparation for a series of paintings that he was sure by then to undertake, as inspired by Bhagawan. “What a joy and privilege it was” writes Alex. Upon returning to the UK on the 19th April 2007 he began working on the first painting. Barely a month later, on 22nd May, he was shocked and saddened to receive a message informing him of the passing away of Sai Geeta. Alex writes:

“Swami had seen the future and given me the chance to record the present. The painting given here shows Sai Geeta losing her worldly form and morphing with her heavenly energy surrounded by Devas.”

Sai Geetha - An Offering

Sai Geetha - An Offering

From Switzerland To Shirdi To Parthi:
Urs Keller, a devotee from Switzerland and a great fan of Sai Geeta has had some interesting tales about the little princess of Prasanthi Nilayam. But, before turning into the Sai Geeta pages, it would be interesting to read, in his own words, how this man who set out to meet Sathya Sai Baba of Prasanthi Nilayam mysteriously reached the Abode of Shirdi Sai Baba at Shirdi from where he was subsequently guided to Parthi during his maiden trip to Bhagawan, as if some unseen hand was orchestrating the whole of the happening. Writes Keller:

“In the year 1978, I was in Luzern for teacher’s training. To go somewhere after my studies where there was peace was the most important thing for me. So, I began searching for this place in different spiritual groups and in literature where I could be free and at peace. After a long search here and there I came across an article in a magazine with a small photo of Sathya Sai Baba. The title was ‘Prashanthi Nilayam, The Abode of Supreme Peace’.

I told myself spontaneously, ‘I’ll go there!’ and cut out the article and put it into my wallet. Then I forgot about it, since I did not know about Sai Baba and Prashanthi Nilayam. Half a year later someone saw the photo of Sai Baba and invited me for tea. This Swiss man had visited Sai Baba in India and told me about the place. Now, everything became clear to me. Subsequently I had earned enough money and was able to travel to India to see Sai Baba in August 1980 and stay for three months. The article about Sathya Sai Baba had been with me for a long time.

Because I was told that all people in India know Sai Baba, I flew to Bombay. Outside the airport I asked where I could find Sai Baba. Everywhere I got the answer ‘yes, yes’ and was first directed to the railway station. There I heard different answers until I got exhausted, crouched down in a corner and wept. After some time someone came to me, took my hand, guided me to a train, put me into a compartment and told the fellow travellers where they should let me get off. At last he placed a ticket into my hand, smiled and disappeared. I had no idea who he was, but until today I am very grateful to him.

In the early morning hours I reached a small village north of Bombay. I walked through the deserted lanes as if guided by an unseen hand to a temple and stepped inside with my shoes on, like in a church. Because I was there all alone, ready to drop down, I fell asleep at the feet of the marble idol.

When the priests came they did not know what to do with me and first of all took my shoes off while I was still asleep. Waking up I realized that the priests and some other people were looking at me with eyes wide open. As I walked out of the temple one of the priests started conversing with me in a very friendly way. He explained that this was Shirdi Sai Baba’s temple and asked me to stay another day. Then he arranged my tickets for the train and bus to Prashanthi Nilayam – the Abode of Supreme Peace- about 800 km in the South.”

Sai Gita Bliss

Sai Gita Bliss

And once in Prasanthi Nilayam he developed a new found love, apart from regular darshan of Bhagawan, Sai Geeta, Bhagawan’s pet elephant. Keller continues:

“For several weeks, I spent my time at noon sitting near Sai Baba’s pet elephant, Sai Geeta, in the cowshed called Gokulam. Many a time, I went for a walk with Sai Geeta and her mahout. Once we were on our way to the small animal park next to the college when Sai Geeta suddenly started trumpeting like mad. The mahout told me that Sai Baba’s car would come from the village at any moment. In fact, after a few seconds the car showed up to the place. Bhagawan got down, patted Sai Geeta and smiled at me. I bowed down before Him. Sai Baba then explained to the man in charge of the small animal zoo in a very fast way many things about small animals like deer, rabbits and birds.”

It is indeed a known fact that every time Bhagawan would cross the then Sai Geeta residence through the road His attention would be diverted to Sai Geeta at that split second. Joy Zieglere of the US wrote about such an incident.

“Almost each day of my stay at Prasanthi Nilayam, I walked through the village, past the schools, past the new planetarium, to the large plot of tropical land that is Sai Geeta’s home. Often I would stop at one of the many small fruit and vegetable stands along the roadside and pick out five or six ripe bananas to take for the elephant. Usually, the gentleman who took care of Geeta allowed me to feed her and stroke her trunk.

Some days, if Swami was going to the Gokulam, He would drive by Geeta’s lush area and wave. Geeta would run to the gate and bow, holding her trunk out in salute to her adored Swami. I witnessed this many times during the two months I had been at the ashram. Sometimes Geeta would trumpet her love for Swami, sending elephant sounds deep into the sultry jungle that surrounded her.

There were other days when Swami would drive by and not glance Geeta’s way. Unhampered by this, the faithful elephant could still be seen at the roadside, knees bent, trunk outstretched, in praise to the Divine, as His car slowly passed. Geeta’s keeper was ever ready with assistance. Each day she was bathed, Indian designs were painted on her large forehead, usually in white, and a brass bell hung lazily from her neck. Purple bougainvilleas adorned the fence around Geeta’s yard as well.

One morning, as was my practice, I waved at the keeper and held up my gift of bananas. Holding up his hand in returned recognition, he walked toward the entrance. Speaking to me, he said, ‘I will not have you feed these to Geeta today,’ taking the fruits from my hand.

I responded quickly, ‘Is she sick?’

‘No, no,’ came his reply. ‘Swami may stop and feed her these bananas today.’

I thought to myself, `I have been here almost every day, and Swami has never stopped to feed her. Why, sometimes He has not even looked her way. This man must be dreaming.’ I finally presumed that the keeper was going to consume the bananas himself.

No sooner had this thought gone through my mind than a student, neatly dressed in fresh, white trousers with matching shirt, galloped up to the gateway and shouted to the elephant keeper that Swami was indeed on His way. Wiping Geeta’s trunk and straightening her bell, the keeper walked with Sai Geeta to the entrance. He opened the gate and she stepped out on the sand to wait in anticipation of Swami.

She bowed low and trumpeted loudly, as the red car came to a stop in front of her. The door opened and Swami stepped out. Walking several steps toward Geeta, He reached out and put His arms around her trunk and gave a hug. Geeta closed her eyes in ecstasy. Swami then took the bananas and fed them one by one to Geeta, stroking her trunk as she ate.

I was breathless. How had the keeper known Swami would stop there that day?

Nudging me gently, the elephant mahout pointed to the camera that hung forgotten around my neck, then to Swami, reminding me of the opportunity to take pictures.

What went on between God and His elephant that day was inexpressible. But the love that passed between them was glorious.As Swami’s car vanished down the narrow road, I turned to the keeper in near hysteria. ‘How did you know that Swami would stop and feed Geeta today?’ I asked in an almost scream.

Softly, the man replied, ‘I didn’t know. What I did know was that Geeta needed to be close to Swami. It had been waiting for a long time. God gives each of us what we need; not just to humans alone, but to each species of creation. Every being is in His ever knowing hands.'”

Sai Baba - Sai Geeta

Sai Baba - Sai Geeta

Sai Geetha is incomparable and her life is a deep mystery that the ordinary cannot comprehend. She is arguably the most fortunate of her kind, a great devotee of Lord. There were questions after her passing away as to ‘who next?’ But, none expected another calf to come so soon to fill the vacuum. Barely few months after her passing away, another sweet calf was brought to Prasanthi Nilayam. Yes, yet another Geetha – Sathya Geetha and that too all the way from the Bihar Nepal border. The new calf that was fed and christened by Bhagawan Himself would continue the great legacy of Sai Geetha traversing in her footsteps unravelling greater heights of devotion towards God in human. Sathya Geeta would once again demonstrate the interplay of God with Nature. The very name rings true of the closeness which Nature has with God – Sathya – and Geeta. Is this the new song of love being demonstrably played by Bhagawan so that we soak in the melody and transform our lives?

Bhagawan’s love for the world is unfathomable. When Sai Gita moved on there was sadness and now when Sathya Geeta has taken her place, this little bundle has brought great joy. Is not this the message that Bhagawan is constantly trying to help us internalise? That pain and joy come in close cycles?

Yes, as a devotee wrote about the pet elephant, Sai Geeta got her befitting due, and a Divine Adieu! His words on Sai Gita would be ringing in every human heart reminding them of the level of devotion human should strive to peak, after having been blessed with the Lord in physical, to transport themselves to the gleam of eternity. In His first address after the passing away of Sai Geeta, to the students of His educational institution, Bhagawan exhorted:

“If only you can remember and ruminate on the intense love that Sai Geeta had for Swami and develop such sacred and noble thoughts, I will Myself take you close to My heart. You do not have to do anything else.”

Let us feel grateful to Bhagawan for making every large and incomprehensible lesson so seemingly simple that it reaches out to us – time and time again!!!

Reference

Also see:

Sai Geetha Website

Sai Geetha - Tender Stare

Sai Geetha - Tender Stare

Sri Sathya Sai Baba, Dr. Gadhia And Swami Krishnadas Baba

Sathya Sai Baba - Dr Gadhia - Swami Krishnadas Baba

Great Experiences With Swami Krishnadas Baba
By Dr. D.J. Gadhia
Sai Smaran (Chapter 18, pages 141 – 145)

Swami Krishnadas Baba had been meditating upon Lord Vishnu in the Himalayas for a very long time and when his devotion was full, he clearly heard a voice say: “Yes, Vishnu has come in human form and is living in Puttaparthi, Andhra Pradesh. Come as quickly as possible!”

Swami Krishnadas Baba was ecstatic, his joy knew no bounds! As he did not wear any clothes, he covered himself round the waist and started on the journey to Puttaparthi. As soon as he reached Prashanti Nilayam, Beloved Swami came out and said: “So you have come!” He replied, “Yes, my Lord, did you call me to give moksha (liberation)?” Beloved Swami replied:

“Before moksha, you have to serve humanity in the following way: You must go to a cetain temple in Bombay and stay there and do your meditation as usual. After a few days a wealthy person will come to ask whether you would like to take up the post of pujari (priest) of a temple. You have to ask him two questions: Who is the presiding deity of the temple? And where is the temple situated? You will get the following answers: It is a Guru Dattatreya temple and it is situated in Chaul, Revdanda District in Maharashtra State. The temple is on top of a hill and there are approximately 500 steps to climb.

Once you accept the post of pujari and reach the temple, you need not come down the hill. Swami will provide you with food and vibuthi. Give this Divine vibuthi to all who visit the temple. It will give them many blessings. In this way, you have to serve the people in many villages surrounding Chaul for a few years before you get moksha.

You have been chosen by Swami to carry out this work. If you have any question, ask in your meditation and it will be answered satisfactorily. Whenever any message is to conveyed to you by Swami, that too will be received during your meditation.”

One day while Mr Laxmandas Bhatia and ‘this Das’ were giving Sathya Sai Baba’s Divine Message in various suburbs of Bombay, a devotee asked us, “Do you know anything about Swami Krishnadas Baba?” We replied, “We have never heard of him.” A few devotees then told us some incredible stories about him and when we showed interest, they agreed to take us to him.

Whenever we come in contact with a great saint, we must consider it as the Divine Grace of God. Shirdi Sai and Sathya Sai have both said:

“Saints are our prana (life principle), and they do great humanitarian services to transform people.”

Thus, by the Divine sankalpa (resolve) and grace of Beloved Swami, ‘this Das’ came in contact with Swami Krishnadas Baba who was also blessed by Beloved Swami.

It took us five hours to reach Chaul, a village in Revdanda District of Maharastra State. Swami Krishnadas Baba had not come down the mountain for two years, but to our amazement, we had hardly climbed a few steps when we saw him hurriedly coming down towards us and asked, “Who is Gadhia?” One of the devotees, pointing to me, said “Here he is.”

Swami Krishnadas then told us he had received a message from Beloved Swami in his meditation. He said, “Baba asked me to go down, receive Gadhia and have a programme at the bottom of the hill.” Everyone was surprised and ‘this Das’ prayed, “Oh Beloved Baba, thank you for everything. You are so kind and compassionate to bless all of us and to give us the opportunity of coming in contact with such an enlightened soul as Swami Krishnadas Baba.”

News spread rapidly about the programme which we were to hold. Within half and hour, 500 people flocked to hear the divine message of Beloved Baba. The programme started with ‘this Das’ saying, “Lord Sathya Sai Baba has made you all extremely fortunate by sending Swami Krishnadas Baba to Chaul. Try to follow his instructions and you will benefit immensely.” Swami Krishnadas did not wish to speak, so Laxmandas Bhatia showed a film about Sathya Sai Baba with his 16mm projector on a large screen, which we had brought with us. Everyone was extremely happy and it was a memorable day for all.

Swami Krishnadas Baba then made ‘this Das’ promise to go up the hill and stay with him for three days. Behind the temple there was a room where Swami Krishnadas had put up two photographs of Shirdi Baba an Sathya Baba on the wall, while the container with vibuthi rested on the floor below Sathya Sai Baba’s photo. Nobody was allowed to go beyond this room, behind which we are told there was a corridor and a staircase to go down ot the basement where Swami Krishnadas Baba used to meditate and where food used to appear automatically four times a day: breakfast at 7 in the morning, lunch at 1 o’clock, tea and light refreshments at 5 o’clock and dinner at 7pm. The food was served in stainless steel utensils.

Devotees from 40 villages around Chaul used to visit Swami Krishnadas to get the darshan of Guru Dattatreya in the temple and to receive the Divine Blessings of Lord Sathya Sai Baba by receiving the divine vibuthi from the Akshayapatra container, which never emptied. On Thursdays, the only day allowed for visits to the temple, there used to a line of 500 devotees climbing up the steps of the hill, and another 500 devotees coming down. The divine vibuthi from the Akshayapatra container was given to all the devotees. On the other days, Swami Krishnadas did his sadhana (spiritual exercise) and mediated, as instructed by Bhagavan Sri Sathya Sai Baba.

Beloved Swami kept ‘this Das’ very busy in the United Kingdom and in Jamnagar in Gujarat, so that his next vist to Chaul was after three years. Bhagavan Sri Sathya Sai Baba perfomed my marriage with Nanda on 14 January 1967 at Prashanti Nilayam, after which we were in Bombaby when some devotees approached us with a message from Swami Krishnadas Baba who had been inquiring about us. So Nanda, ‘this Das’ and three devotees from Bombay decided to go to Chaul. The devotees stayed at the bottom of the hill while Nanda and I slowly climbed the steps with great difficulty.

Swami Krishnadas Baba welcomed us and said, “I have been waiting a very long time. When devotees from Bombay visited this temple, I asked them to remind you to come, as you promised you would.”

‘This Das’ answered, “Yes Swami, ‘this Das’ did promise but come not come earlier. Perhaps the Lord thought that now was the right time to visit with my wife Nanda, and we are both extremely happy to be here today, by the Divine Grace of Beloved Baba and yourself.”

He went to his meditation room to see whether the ‘divine’ dinner had arrived. We were amazed to see three South Indian dishes! They were very tasty – as they came from Vaikuntha (Abode of the Lord)!

The next day, after breakfast which was also of South Indian dishes, we walked around admiring the breathtaking scenery. Swami Krishnadas Baba then gave us this message from Lord Sathya Sai Baba, which he had received in his meditation: “Inform Gadhia that he will spread Swami’s message round the world.” We thanked Swami Krishnadas for this very auspicious message, and wondered how this could be possible. However, we felt the message must be right because it was Beloved Swami’s sankalpa (will) to shower His Divine Blessing on us. The Lord had giving ‘this Das’ the power of speech and a melodious voice to sing His glories (bhajans). In the years that followed, according to Beloved Swami’s sankalpa, devotees started sending invitations with return tickets for Nanda and ‘this Das’ to perform programs in various countries throughout the world and all of our needs were taken care of.

We returned to Bombay with wonderful memories of our stay with Swami Krishnadas Baba in the temple of Guru Dattatreya, high up on the hill. Thus, we came to know more about the supernatural powers of Beloved Swami. May Lord Sai shower His Divine Blessings upon one and all!

The Mystery Of Kundalini – Serpent Power

Sai Baba Kundalini

Kundalini Reference On Wikipedia:

Kundalini in Sanskrit, literally means “coiled”. In Indian yoga, a “corporeal energy” – an unconscious, instinctive or libidinal force or Shakti, envisioned either as a goddess or else as a sleeping serpent coiled at the base of the spine, hence a number of English renderings of the term such as ‘serpent power’. Kundalini is considered a part of the subtle body along with chakras (energy centres) and nadis (channels). The overall conception has many points in common with Chinese theories of acupuncture.

Yoga and Tantra propose that this energy may be “awoken” by such means as austerities, breath and other physical exercises, visualisation and chanting. It may then rise up a subtle channel at the spine (called Shushumna) to the head, bringing psychological illumination. Each chakra is said to contain special characteristics. Yogis tend to attempt this alone, Tantrics in couples, both usually under the instruction of a guru.

When Kundalini Shakti is conceived as a goddess then, when it rises to the head it unites itself with the Supreme Being (Lord Shiva). The aspirant gets engrossed in deep meditation and infinite bliss.
Kundalini Reference On Wikipedia

Preface To The Book “Kundalini Yoga” By Sri Swami Sivananda:

O Divine Mother Kundalini, the Divine Cosmic Energy that is hidden in men! Thou art Kali, Durga, Adisakti, Rajarajeswari, Tripurasundari, Maha-Lakshmi, Maha-Sarasvati! Thou hast put on all these names and forms. Thou hast manifested as Prana, electricity, force, magnetism, cohesion, gravitation in this universe. This whole universe rests in Thy bosom. Crores of salutations unto thee. O Mother of this world! Lead me on to open the Sushumna Nadi and take Thee along the Chakras to Sahasrara Chakra and to merge myself in Thee and Thy consort, Lord Siva.

Kundalini Yoga is that Yoga which treats of Kundalini Sakti, the six centres of spiritual energy (Shat Chakras), the arousing of the sleeping Kundalini Sakti and its union with Lord Siva in Sahasrara Chakra, at the crown of the head. This is an exact science. This is also known as Laya Yoga. The six centres are pierced (Chakra Bheda) by the passing of Kundalini Sakti to the top of the head. Kundala means coiled. Her form is like a coiled serpent. Hence the name Kundalini.

All agree that the one aim which man has in all his acts is to secure happiness for himself. The highest as well as the ultimate end of man must, therefore, be to attain eternal, infinite, unbroken, supreme happiness. This happiness can be had in one’s own Self or Atman only. Therefore, search within to attain this eternal Bliss.

The thinking faculty is present only in human being. Man only can reason, reflect and exercise judgment. It is man only who can compare and contrast, who can think of pros and cons and who can draw inferences and conclusions. This is the reason why he alone is able to attain God-consciousness. That man who simply eats and drinks and who does not exercise his mental faculty in Self-realisation is only a brute.

O worldly-minded persons! Wake up from the sleep of Ajnana. Open your eyes. Stand up to acquire knowledge of Atman. Do spiritual Sadhana, awaken the Kundalini Sakti and get that sleepless-sleep (Samadhi). Drown yourself in Atman.

Chitta is the mental substance. It takes various forms. These forms constitute Vrittis. It gets transformed (Parinama). These transformations or modifications are the thought-waves, whirlpools or Vrittis. If the Chitta thinks of a mango, the Vritti of a mango is formed in the lake of Chitta. This will subside and another Vritti will be formed when it thinks of milk. Countless Vrittis are rising and subsiding in the ocean of Chitta. These Vrittis cause restlessness of mind. Why do Vrittis arise from the Chitta? Because of Samskaras and Vasanas. If you annihilate all Vasanas, all Vrittis will subside by themselves.

When a Vritti subsides it leaves a definite impression in the subconscious mind. It is known as Samskara or latent impression. The sum total of all Samskaras is known as Karmasaya or receptacle of works. This is called Sanchita Karma (accumulated works). When a man leaves the physical body, he carries with him his astral body of 17 Tattvas and the Karmasaya as well, to the mental plane. This Karmasaya is burnt by highest knowledge obtained through Asamprajnata Samadhi.

During concentration you will have to collect carefully the dissipated rays of the mind. Vrittis will be ever-rising from the ocean of Chitta. You will have to put down the waves as they arise. If all the waves subside, the mind becomes calm and serene. Then the Yogi enjoys peace and bliss. Therefore real happiness is within. You will have to get it through control of mind and not through money, women, children, name, fame, rank or power.

Purity of mind leads to perfection in Yoga. Regulate your conduct when you deal with others. Have no feeling of jealousy towards others. Be compassionate. Do not hate sinners. Be kind to all. Develop complacency towards superiors. Success in Yoga will be rapid if you put in your maximum energy in your Yogic practice. You must have a keen longing for liberation and intense Vairagya also. You must be sincere and earnest. Intent and constant meditation is necessary for entering into Samadhi.

He who has firm faith in Srutis and Shastras, who has Sadachara (right conduct), who constantly engages himself in the service of his Guru and who is free from lust, anger, Moha, greed and vanity easily crosses this ocean of Samsara and attains Samadhi quickly. Just as fire burns a heap of dried leaves, so also the fire of Yoga burns all Karmas. The Yogi attains Kaivalya. Through Samadhi, the Yogi gets intuition. Real knowledge flashes in him within a second.

Neti, Dhauti, Basti, Nauli, Asanas, Mudras, etc., keep the body healthy and strong, and under perfect control. But they are not the be-all and end-all of Yoga. These Kriyas will help you in your practice of Dhyana. Dhyana will culminate in Samadhi, Self-realisation. He who practises Hatha Yogic Kriyas is not a Purna Yogi. He who has entered into Asamprajnata Samadhi only is a Purna Yogi. He is a Svatantra Yogi (absolutely independent).

Samadhi is of two kinds, viz., Jada Samadhi and Chaitanya Samadhi. A Hatha Yogi through the practice of Khechari Mudra can shut himself up in a box and remain underneath the ground for months and years. There is no higher supernatural knowledge in this kind of Samadhi. This is Jada Samadhi. In Chaitanya Samadhi, there is perfect awareness. The Yogi comes down with new, super-sensuous wisdom.

When a man practises Yogic Kriyas, naturally various kinds of Siddhis are acquired. The Siddhis are hindrances to Realisation. The Yogi should not at all care for these Siddhis, if he wants to advance further and get the highest realisation, the final Goal. He who runs after Siddhis will become the biggest house-holder and a worldly-minded man. Self-realisation only is the Goal. The sum total of knowledge of this universe is nothing when compared to the spiritual knowledge that is obtained through Self-realisation.

Ascend the path of Yoga cautiously. Remove the weeds, thorns and the sharp angular pebbles on the way. Name and fame are the angular pebbles. Subtle under-current of lust is the weed. Attachment to family, children, money, disciples, Chelas or Ashram is the thorn. These are forms of Maya. They do not allow the aspirants to march further. They serve as the stumbling-blocks. The aspirant gets false Tushti, stops his Sadhana, imagines foolishly that he has realised, and tries to elevate others. This is like a blind man leading the blind. When the Yogic student starts an Ashram, slowly luxury creeps in. The original Vairagya gradually wanes. He loses what he has gained and is unconscious of his downfall. Ashram develops begging mentality and institutional egoism. He is the same house-holder now in some other form (Rupantara-bheda) though he is in the garb of a Sannyasin. O aspirants, beware! I warn you seriously. Never build Ashrams. Remember the watchwords:-SECLUSION, MEDITATION, DEVOTION. March direct to the goal. Never give up the Sadhana zeal and Vairagya until you realise Bhuma, the highest goal. Do not entangle yourself in the wheel of name, fame and Siddhis.

Nirvikalpa is the state of superconsciousness. There are no Vikalpas of any sort in this condition. This is the Goal of life. All the mental activities cease now. The functions of the intellect and ten Indriyas cease entirely. The aspirant rests now in Atman. There is no distinction between subject and object. The world and the pairs of opposites vanish completely. This is a state beyond all relativity. The aspirant gets knowledge of Self, supreme peace and infinite, indescribable bliss. This is also called Yogaroodha state.

When Kundalini is taken to the Sahasrara and when it is united with Lord Siva, perfect Samadhi ensues. The Yogic student drinks the Nectar of Immortality. He has reached the Goal. Mother Kundalini has done Her task now. Glory to Mother Kundalini! May Her blessings be upon you all!

Om Shantih! Shantih! Shantih!

Book – “Meditation As Explained By Bhagwan Sri Sathya Sai Baba”:

Every person has to awaken the Kundalini that is asleep within one. Kundalini, Sanat Kumara taught, should be led in a proper path towards the goal to fulfil one’s life. In the Bharat’s Yoga Shastras, it has been mentioned that there are 7 types of lotuses in the spinal column helping people to take to right path. They are known as Naadi Mandalas/Chakras. (Nerve centres / disks) Kundalini power starts at Muladhara disk at the beginning of the spinal column.

Muladhara, Swadhishtana, Manipurakam, Anahata, Visuddha, Agneya and Sahasrara are the seven Chakras. Each is at a higher plane than the other. Behind these chakras, on either side of spinal column Ida and Pingala nerves keep throbbing. In the centre of spinal column there is a nerve by the name Sushumna. All these perform their duties in the prescribed manner.

How does one awaken the Kundalini power? All have believed it to be in the form of a dormant serpent near the Muladhara Chakra. Snakes of the world are considered poisonous. The serpent (Kundalini) dormant in man is that of worldly desires. These desires become poison. Worldly snakes eat frogs, rats etc. Kundalini serpent consumes only the life principle of man. To awaken this serpent, one has to control the intake of this life principle. When we hold breath through Yogic practices, the Kundalini power does not get food near Muladhara Chakra. In search of food, it becomes active and continues to come up. During meditation when we deny the food, it travels upwards from Muladhara to Manipuraka, Swadhishtana and comes to throat. Even near the throat food is not available for it. Then it reaches Agneya. Unable to find food even from there, it merges into Sahasrara. Therefore, to awaken the life principle or consciousness from Muladhara and let it merge in Sahasrara has been described as ‘liberation’ by Vedanta.

Dhyana, now-a-days, both in India and abroad has taken various forms. They believe it to be concentration. But both are different. Right from dawn to dusk whatever activities we perform, they are done with concentration. To walk, to eat, to read a book, to write a letter – all need concentration. Concentration is natural for man. Why should are spend/waste time for such concentration by sitting separately. But one has to question the source from which one derives concentration. We have held a book in hand. We can see with our eyes. What has been seen is sent for enquiry to the intelligence/Buddhi. After the enquiry, mind begins to recollect/reflect upon it. It is an ‘Indriya’ (instrument/sense) that held a book. Again it is another indriya that saw the matter. It is yet again another indriya that reflected over the matter. It is due to the collective effort of all the indriyas that we are able to perceive the matter. Therefore, concentration is below senses. It is meaningless to call concentration which is below senses as meditation. Meditation is beyond senses. There is a border between concentration which is below senses and meditation which is beyond senses known as contemplation. Contemplation is said to be the second stage of intelligence. Intelligence is said to be the essence of Satwa. It can be best illustrated with an example to make it clear to you.

There is a rose plant. It has leaves, thorns and rose flowers. Concentration helps you to identify as to where the thorns are and where the rose flower is. In concentration, we have only rose as the objective, without touching the thorns we have to pluck the flower. “Love is flower; lust is thorn.” There is no rose without thorns but we have to pluck the flower without touching the thorns. For what purpose is this cutting of rose? To cut the love (flower) away from worldly desires (thorns) is contemplation. Concentration is identifying the various locations of the thorns and flowers by looking at the tree/plant. To offer the flower so cut, to the Lord is meditation. In our body likened to that of a rose plant, we have pure love in the form of rose. It is permeated with fragrance/good smell of virtues. But right under this are the thorns of worldly desires. True meditation is to identify the thorns of worldly desires from selfless love and offer that selfless love to the Lord. From ancient days, meditation has been considered as the highest goal in Bharat. Today meditation is done as though it were a panacea akin to saridon which removes headache. Meditation that comes so easily cannot be termed as such. People such as Narada, Sanaka, Sanandana, Sanat Kumara and Tumbura considered meditation to be the process of sending the Kundalini from Muladhara to Sahasrara. During meditation, one should not join worldly desires and must reach only selfless love as the goal. The method/posture of meditation is also very important.

In the beginning, we must sit in Padmasana. Spinal column should not bend to any side. Some people bend the neck and sit. This is very dangerous. If Kundalini power were to get locked there, where many nerves are present, it would damage the person and cause paralysis. There are many who have damaged their heads/senses by wrongly adhering to Kundalini. One should not bend backwards either. One should be so straight that if a nail were to be driven down from Sahasrara, it should appear as though the whole body were wrapped around the nail. Not only that, one should loosen the garment that is around the waist prior to sitting for meditation. If the garment is tightly wound round the waist, it might, to an extent, obstruct the Kundalini. Usually people who practise Kundalini yoga are single garmented. So, waist should not be tightly bound. Vision should be centred at the tip of the nose. If one were to sit for meditation with open eyes, all those who pass by would cause disturbance to the mind. If eyes are totally closed, the goddess of sleep would envelop us. Therefore, we should have half closed eyes posture.

To arouse Kundalini and sit in meditation is very difficult. The easiest path is pure love. No meditation can surpass/equal this.

For most people, Sathya Sai Baba has advised against the practice of Kundalini and stated that Kundalini Yoga is not necessary on the spiritual path. Since many people practicing Kunalini Yoga or Pranayama have gone insane or suffer from mental problems afterwards, Sathya Sai Baba preaches the superiority of Bhakti Yoga (the path of Devotion or Divine Love) and asserts that it is the best path for spiritual aspirants.

Kundalini - The Serpent Power

Sathya Sai Miracles – A Pilgrimage To Madurai

Sathya Sai Miracles - A Pilgrimage To Madurai

A pilgramage To Madurai
I need to begin this remarkable story with some personal background.

Employment history
After completing my matriculation I went to Melbourne University where I did an honours Psychology degree, at the end of which I decided not to be a psychologist. After coming in contact with Swami in 1981 I was guided towards natural therapies through a series of miracles. I began practising as a natural therapist in 1988. In 1989 Swami instructed me to get registration as a psychologist, which happened via a series of synchronistic events. I have been practising as a fully registered psychologist since 1994.

Connection with Shirdi Baba
Ever since my first stay at Prashanti Nilayam some 17 years ago I had a strong sense of connection with Shirdi Sai. This is not the time to go into all the details. Suffice to say that throughout the years there have been repeated whispers. One of these was the manifestation of a 3-diamond ring for me in an interview with Swami on Shirdi’s birthday in 1997.

Early on in the interview, Swami manifested a necklace for an Indian man who was literally dripping with Sai jewellery, after which he placed the palm of his hand directly under my nose saying, “Smell this.” I smelt a beautiful fragrance which I was unable to identify. Eventually Swami said, “It’s sandalwood.” Whilst in the small room, Swami asked me to give him my hand. Naturally this took little prompting. Swami then caressed my hand and looked at it closely turning it palm up also. When our small group returned to the bigger room I thought I’d go to the back in order to give someone else a chance to be close to Swami’s Divine form, but Swami instructed me to sit close to Him.

Towards the end of the interview he asked me, “What do you want?” My reply was, “Swami I want to feel you presence with me at all times no matter where I am. “ He instantly materialised the ring and put it on the ring finger of my right hand commenting, “See a perfect fit.” That evening I became aware that the same sandal wood scent that I had smelt in the palm of his hand was emanating from the inside of the ring. It did this for some days. I never understood the significance of this until January 2002.

On 16th January Swami left Prashanti Nilayam for Whitefield. My driver asked if I would like to stop at the Shirdi temple about two thirds of the way to Bangalore, as we had done on several previous journeys. When I purchased the puja items I noticed a small package of brown powder. I smelt the powder in an attempt to identify it. It was the same perfume that I had smelt in the palm of Swami’s hand during the interview. I asked the lady what it was. Her reply was, “It’s sandalwood powder that is thrown on the eternal fire in the temple as it was done at Shirdi.”

Later, as I threw the sticks in my puja basket on the eternal fire it finally dawned on me that Swami had used the smell of sandalwood to prompt my memory re my life with him in Shirdi. On the 24th January I visited Devi Amma, a saint who resides in Whitefield. I told her that I had a strong sense that I had been with Swami in Shirdi. She went into meditation. After some time she opened her eyes and said, “You were a psychiatric doctor in Shirdi and a close devotee of Shirdi Sai. At the end of each day you used to massage Shirdi with sandal wood paste. You used to rub it onto his chest, the palms of his hands and the souls of his feet in order to cool his body.”

Meeting with Alexander
I had been hearing reports about a baby from whose body, from the time of his birth, appeared vibhutti and rose petals. I was also told that all sorts of manifestations were occurring in the house in which he lived. I had no particular desire to do the three and a half hour drive to Melbourne to witness these miracles, as in the 20 odd years that I had known Swami I had already seen many manifestations. Also I was aware that one needed to book a place to visit this house one year in advance. I felt my place could be better utilised by someone for whom this would be a first experience. I believed that if Swami wanted me to witness the phenomena he would arrange it. Within days of arriving at that conclusion, I received a direct invitation from a friend who had a spare place. I didn’t even have to make a special trip to Melbourne, as my friend was able to reschedule the date of our visit to coincide with a scheduled professional meeting I had in Melbourne.

So on 18th March 2001 I found myself there. Within minutes of being seated in the puja room, Alexander’s mother, Santoshini, tapped me on the shoulder and beckoned me to follow her. She took me, along with four other women, into her bedroom, where Alexander lay asleep on the bed, covered with vibhutti and rose petals which were quite obviously still manifesting. I tasted the vibhutti appearing on his hair and was delighted to taste ash that reminded me of amrita, the Divine nectar I have had the opportunity to sample at various sacred places. She handed me a gold ring with 5 amethysts saying, “This is for you. It appeared in Alexander’s right hand within seconds of your walking through our door.” The ring fitted the ring finger of my left hand perfectly. When I asked Santoshini how she knew it was for me she said, “Swami told me.” It had only been for some weeks that rings, pendants and lingams had started appearing in Alexander’s hands as he lay sleeping.

In the puja room there were manifested lingams, a large Quan Yin statue covered with manifested pink sugar, Large bowls of two varieties of amrit, manifested vibhuti and kum kum on many photos, and manifested rose petals. There was also a jug full of beautifully scented healing oil.

After some time the twenty people present were invited to go downstairs to partake in a sumptuous banquet. It is important to note that no donations of money or food are accepted. Paul and Santoshini feed the numerous visitors every day. They do this on Paul’s income as a car detailer. The feast was magnificent, a wide variety of beautifully prepared and presented vegetarian dishes followed by magnificent deserts. During lunch, Alexander joined us and played with jigsaw puzzles like any ordinary two and a half year old. His mother entertained us with stories of his strong will and some of his pranks. I was reminded of the stories I had read about Bala Krishna.

After some time I returned to the puja room to find that the photos of Swami and my daughter, and the statue of Tara which I had placed in front of the altar on our arrival, were now covered with a generous layer of freshly manifested vibhutti.

I was lucky enough to be invited back to this remarkable place a second time in November 2001. The hospitality was once again most loving and generous. Young Alexander had his third birthday in July. This time I witnessed Alexander actually taking a ring, freshly manifested in his hand to an elderly lady.

I watched this family doing what for most people would be totally impossible, opening their small home to 20 to 30 people daily, and feeding their guests most generously. Not having the heart to ask people to leave, they sometimes have people in their home till after midnight, and then they go to the supermarket to buy ingredients for tomorrow’s banquet. In the early hours, Santoshini cooks the dishes she will offer the visitors. Some nights she does not go to bed at all and it is important to note that she is a full-blown diabetic. She takes no medication having full faith that Swami will keep her body alive as long as it needs to be.

Remarkable people! Remarkable happenings!
As I listened to the stories and witnessed the miraculous occurrences in this home, I had a realisation about the nature of true abundance. This family gave everything, absolutely knowing absolutely that Swami is the provider and the doer; and that as long as they continued to give unconditionally, He will supply unconditionally. What a wonderful example of Swami’s teachings. Love in action. Selflessness. It seemed to me that their reward is to sit in the love and bliss their generosity creates each day.

An invitation to Madurai?
Marilyn Kerr and I have spent time together at the ashram on several occasions over the last years. We travelled together in October 2000. Although our travel plans were separate this time, we remained in contact knowing that we would connect at the ashram. Shortly before my departure early in December, Marilyn rang me to share a fax she had received from a friend of hers, which contained reports of miraculous happenings in Madurai. She pointed out to me that no one in Victoria seemed to know about this. I suggested that perhaps we were being invited to visit this place and we proceeded to discuss the possibility of flying to Madurai from Bangalore around the time of the school sports in Puttaparthi, a time when Swami is relatively unavailable to foreign devotees.

When I finally connected with Marilyn at the ashram she told me there were no longer any direct flights from Bangalore to Madurai. As we would have to purchase two tickets, Bangalore-Madras and Madras-Madurai and our exchange rate against the US dollar is so low, we decided it was far too expensive for a three-day excursion. Also I was by this time heavily involved in organising the purchase of an apartment in Puttaparthi in order to relocate to India later in the year. But that’s another story. So we agreed that the trip was not to be, and Marilyn posted a donation, which her friend in Australia had asked her to deliver to the Madurai Voluntary Service Organisation, the centre where the miracles were occurring.

During the first Whitefield darshan I found myself only a few seats away from a very dear friend, Carol Goodpasture. I met Carol 16 years ago when we shared a room at the ashram. We have enjoyed a close connection each time I have returned to India over the years. She has lived close to Swami for the last 11 years and had just returned from a month’s visit to her son in Hawaii.

The three of us, Marilyn, Carol and myself, shared a taxi to Bangalore some days later and Marilyn shared the information she had about Madurai with Carol. Carol who was fascinated by my experiences with the ‘Vibhutti baby’ as she called Alexander, immediately asked Marilyn, “When are we going?” This put the idea into our heads again.

As is usual around Swami, the rumours as to when He might return to Puttaparthi were running hot from the time he arrived in Whitefield. Marilyn and I decided that if Swami returned before January 26th we would follow, but if he returned 26thor later, we would go to Madurai for our last days in India, as we were both booked to fly to Australia end of January. As the days passed we felt strongly that He would still be at Whitefield on the 26th so we booked a car for Saturday 26th January to drive us to Madurai.

Our visit to the Voluntary Service Organisation in Madurai. Marilyn rang the people in Madurai to let them know of our intention to visit. Kumutha told her that they were waiting for us excitedly.

We left Whitefield at 5am 26th January. The three of us agreed that the 9-hour journey was remarkably pleasant despite the heat, dust and crazily dangerous driving which is typical of India. We located the home of the Voluntary Service Organisation (MVSO) and were given a very warm welcome. We were led to the altar, which was full of dozens of manifested deities and lingams. These and the photos of Shirdi Sai and Sathya Sai were covered with manifested vibhutti. Below was a plate containing a manifested Ganesh statue sitting in a huge pile of manifested kum kum. In this room we were introduced to Doctor Eddie, an Australian acupuncturist, who had been donating his services for a fortnight. He told us that Swami rang the household every day with instructions, and that Swami gave him instructions re his duties personally on a daily basis.

We were then taken upstairs to another room in which there was a large Shiva lingam, which had manifested in 3 pieces. The room was prepared for the abishekam puja, which was to begin in a couple of hours. (We were later informed that this ceremony only occurs every 15 days.) After we were served tea, we left to find a suitable hotel. We were told to return by 4.30 for the puja. After a quick bath and a change of clothes we returned to the house to witness a most remarkable event.

We were taken upstairs where about twenty people had gathered. They were chanting the Gayatri mantra and Doctor Eddie was being instructed by Mr Krishnamurthy to perform the puja. The lingam was washed with yoghurt, ghee, honey, milk, water, and sandalwood paste whilst the Gayatri mantra was repeated continuously. Every so often there would be a brief break in the mantra so that arathi could be performed to the sacred lingam.

We were seated in the very front. I glanced at the urn closest to me and realised that vibhutti was forming on it’s rim. Eventually Eddie was instructed to pick up this urn and to tip it over the lingam. Large quantities of vibhutti fell out of the urn on to the lingam and the stream of vibhutti continued for some 15 minutes. Each time Eddie tapped the urn a stronger flow occurred. Finally he put the urn down and the mountain of vibhutti was transferred onto some plates and put aside as the washing of the lingam began once again. And all the time we continued chanting the Gayatri mantra.

After several urns of water had been poured over the lingam leaving it washed of all traced of vibhutti, Eddie was instructed to pick up the last urn. When he tipped this urn upside down over the lingam, a yellowish liquid poured out. A continuous stream of the liquid flowed over the lingam for a lot longer than was scientifically possible and then came a clunk as 10 Saraswati statues fell out of the urn on to the Siva lingam. It was one of those tear-producing moments for me.

A curtain was drawn in front of the lingam and the bhajan session began. One of the Saraswati statues was passed around. When I held it my right hand, both hands began to vibrate and the heat in them was intense. As I sat in the bliss energy of the bhajan I really felt that at any moment something would emerge out of the palms of my hands- the energy was so intense. The bhajans ended when the curtain was opened to reveal the lingam now beautifully decorated with garlands and loose flowers. After some concluding mantras vibhutti was passed around and we received some materialised vibhutti to take with us.

We were then invited downstairs to receive prasad. We were shown how large quantities of turmeric had manifested on the downstairs altar whilst the ceremony had been going on upstairs. Also an apple that had been placed on the altar prior to the puja had had a large bite taken out of it.

After the other guests had left we were led to the office where three chairs were waiting for us. Whilst our meal was being prepared Omkumar’s older daughter began telling us the history of the many miracles that have occurred in this home, and how the Service Organisation came to be via the daily phone calls from Swami. This amazing story began at the time when, Vishnu (now 7), the youngest child of Omkumar and Kumutha was diagnosed with an incurable disease at the age of 4 months.

This devout Hindu family stood watching as we three, the guests, were served lovingly prepared food. After we had eaten, arrangements were made for the next day, before we returned to our hotel after a most extraordinary day.

During the night I awoke feeling enormous heat and energy in my hands. The inner voice, which I now recognise unmistakeably to be Swami, instructed me to massage young Vishnu with the oil from the miracle house in Melbourne in the way I used to massage Shirdi’s Heart, hands and feet. When we arrived at the house next day I reported my night experience to Kumutha who suggested that I do the massage between our morning excursions and lunch. So off to the Sai temple we went. There we were given a very warm welcome and an invitation to the evening bhajan.

When we entered I was amazed to find that in fact this temple is primarily dedicated to Shirdi Baba. We were able to spend time meditating inside and were invited to step up on to the altar where we could lay our heads on the feet of Krishna, Shirdi and on Swami’s footstool. When we completed that, the priest came in to do arathi. A very moving experience indeed.

I was most impressed by the homeopathic medical camp, which we were taken to next. There was an all-pervasive sense of love in action created by both the volunteers who were giving of their time and energy with an open heart, and by the patients, who were overwhelmingly gratefully to receive this service, which they most probably could not normally access due to monetary restraints.

Back at the house I gave young Vishnu a massage. He was rather reluctant and his father remained close by. As the massage proceeded he began to relax and as I was working on his feet he told his mother, “Tell her to massage my back and tell her I want another massage tonight.” Kumutha was most surprised. She told me that he had never let anyone but his father touch him and that he was very wary of new people.

After lunch and a rest at our hotel, we headed off to the Meenakshi temple. A huge temple covering 15 acres dedicated to the feminine aspect of divinity. People have been praying, meditating and doing pujas here for 3000 years. I reflected that the older cathedrals I had visited in Europe were a mere 1000 years old. No wonder there was such a powerful feeling in the temple precincts!

We made it back to the Sai temple in time for a most beautiful bhajan before returning to the house inorder for me to give Vishnu a second massage. After the massage, Kumutha told me that she felt that Vishnu’s body had cooled down significantly, and that despite the fact that Swami had not rung that day she felt she would like to give us one Saraswati. I suggested that it was not appropriate. I suggested that she wait for direct instruction from Swami whose phone instructions guided their every move. “Besides” I thought, “what were the three of us to do with one statue?” Kumutha asked me if I had any of Alexander’s vibhutti on me. As I had left it at the hotel, she requested that we return with it in the morning.

Next day, January 28th, was the harvest full moon day. The one day of the year when the statue of the Goddess Meenakshi is taken from the inner sanctum of the temple and put onto a beautifully decorated boat where locals can take a ride around the large tank with the goddess. By 10am a large crowd had gathered. After taking some photos we returned to the house to offer Kumutha some of Alexander’s vibhutti before saying our farewells prior to embarking on our 9 hour return journey.

Vishnu was outside the house when we pulled up. On entering the house, Kumutha told us that Swami had rung early that morning to tell them not to send Vishnu to school. He was to stay home so that I could give him one more massage, and that I was to leave some of the oil with them. He also told Kumutha that we were to receive 3 Saraswatis. Once again the bliss drops formed in my eyes, as I was overwhelmed with gratitude beyond words.

So I next to Swami’s chair and began the third massage with an audience made up of Mr Ramamurthy (President MVSO), Mr Krishnamurthy (Vice-president MVSO) Kumutha’s father, Omkumar, and various friends and relatives who came and went, some asking questions about the treatment I was giving. Marilyn and Carol were seated in their thrones, the only chairs in the room, brought in especially to ensure their comfort.

After some time I felt inner prompting to Reiki Vishnu’s head. Simultaneously, Vishnu told his mother in Tamil that his head was tingling. As soon as I put my hands on Vishnu’s head I could sense Swami standing behind me with his hands on my shoulders. I felt like an energy transmitter, channelling Swami’s love into this beautiful little boy. After some time Vishnu became quite limp, I asked him if he was sleepy. He seemed to understand. He indicated that he was sleepy and agreed that he would like to have a sleep. After Kumutha put him to bed I poured all but a few drops of the oil into a container for the centre. I wanted just a few drops for myself. Out shot all the hands wanting some of the miracle oil from Australia. Somehow the few drops managed to go around, leaving my container empty. Then Kumutha asked for the Vibhutti. Everyone lined up for their share of the manifested vibhutti from Melbourne in a room surrounded by manifested objects covered with manifested vibhutti. Quite an experience!

When the distribution was over Mr Ramamurthy said to me, “When you return you must bring us lots of this oil.” I responded by suggesting to him that they need a large jug to collect the oil that will now manifest in this very house. He replied, “Not a jug. A barrel!!” We all laughed heartily.

Whilst all this was going on, kum kum had manifested on the copies of the list of service activities and the miracles diary that had been made for us and placed on Swami’s chair. This kum kum was divided into three containers for us to take with us.

We were given our Saraswatis and more manifested vibhutti and said our goodbyes. These wonderful people all said that they would look me up in Puttaparthi where I will be living as of August this year and I look forward to this great future blessing.

I left Madurai with a strong sense that for me this was a new beginning. I feel that there is work for me in this organisation. Kumutha said that I would get instructions about this work in my heart, which Swami would confirm through his phone calls to them. Time will tell.

First darshan back at Whitefield, I was in Line no 1 and was guided by a sevadal to sit in VIP seating, front line amongst hospital staff. During the hour’s wait for Swami, I received the following inner message, “Give all and know that I will replenish you continually. You are nothing. You are merely my instrument to be used for the good.”

Next day, last darshan, Swami took my letter in which amidst words of gratitude and love I asked that he grant Vishnu full healing. Bliss drops filled my eyes once again.

My strong feeling is that Vishnu is one of the divine children and that by having taken on the illness he has taken on some of the disease of world. But who knows. The ways of the Divine are a mystery.

A few words about Saraswati
On returning to Whitefield I looked up a book I had purchased in Puttaparthi called ‘Hindu Goddesses’ I discovered that in the original Vedas, Saraswati was very much associated with the river, and was revered as the Goddess of purification and healing. It is only in later more modern Hinduism that she became known as the Goddess of learning, communication and culture.