By Subhasree Thottungal, UK
Called by the purest, the highest, and the ultimate for me, I reached Kollur, in India. Sitting in front of Mohanji, basking in his love and energy, I met another devotee of his. While discussing the history of Mookambika temple, the power of sadhana, and the devotion of Shree Adi Shankara which brought Mother Mookambika to him, Mohanji mentioned the spear of Mother Mookambika. It is 32 metres long, of which 20 metres is underground and 12 metres is above the ground, made up of a material unknown to scientists. This spear is on the top of a mountain called Kudajadri, in the Western Ghats, a few hours away from Kollur.
Immediately, the fellow devotee uttered, “Baba, I am thinking of visiting Kudajadri”. Mohanji said, “Why not?” Then he looked at me and said, “Do you want to go?” I smiled and muttered feebly, “What Mohanji, you know I am here just to be with you!” (The unuttered words, “Why do I need to go to any other place? Every pilgrimage is right here, at your feet Mohanji. Let me settle here.”) Well, do I need to utter any words? Mohanji knows all my thoughts, my exact feelings. He smiled back.
Next morning, we were all in front of the temple waiting to go inside for the Nirmalya Darshan – the early morning visit, the purest of pure darshan of Mother Goddess Mookambika. I saw the fellow devotee standing there too. However, after some time while we were inside the temple, I noticed, he was nowhere to be seen. Later, I found out that he had gone to Kudajadri. I was stunned. What? Only late last night, he uttered his wish to go to Kudajadri and the next morning at 5 am, he had already gone!
I looked at Mohanji, “You are just amazing, Mohanji!” Unuttered words! Mohanji never stops to amaze me! He works at lightning speed. No delay!
The whole day passed. Just before evening, while we were basking in a satsang with Mohanji, my fellow devotee walked in, bubbling with unlimited joy, like a little boy with a trophy in his hand, “Baba, you won’t believe how well my Kudajadri trip went! Can you believe I went right up to the top? No one believed I could trek right up to the top.”
Without any offense, I would like to mention that my fellow devotee is more than 6ft tall, has a well-built body and well over 100 kg! He continued on how he got an offer to be driven to Kudajadri. That morning, while he was waiting with us in the queue, he mentioned to someone about his wish to travel to Kudajadri. Someone from the queue, out of the blue offered to take him to Kudajadri. Without further delay, they were on their way. Joining them were another 5 people consisting of two priests, two ladies and a well-built man as a guard.
While he was explaining how the right people gathered, I looked at Mohanji’s face and noticed that he was smiling. I understood immediately that everything being described was actually orchestrated by Mohanji! Everything – starting from who offered to drive him, to the well-built guard who helped him to trek up, to the priests who chanted the special mantras there, right on top of the mountain etc. Everything was so well organised! Still, Mohanji had his gentle smile and watched and listened to everything that my fellow devotee was describing with so much passion.
While describing his journey up to the top of the mountain, which is nearly vertical, extremely narrow, slippery and very dangerous, he mentioned that the hefty guard offered to carry the bag while he tried to pull himself up through a narrow and vertical ladder. He continued to explain how he had to hold the rock above and tried to climb up vertically, step by step. At one point, he felt his fingers and hands go totally numb; he just felt he could slip any moment.
He said, “Baba if I had slipped from there, I would have directly fallen down hundreds of feet!” Mohanji jokingly said, “It was a good idea not to fall, you know, else the rocks would not have looked nice.” We all burst into laughter, and I said to him, “Do you realise, it was Mohanji who held you up?”
Mohanji said, “Yes, I had to go there and hold him. I had to send them (pointing towards me) out of the room and had to rush to you.” While the fellow devotee was looking at Mohanji, puzzled about what he was saying, I recollected what had happened earlier in the morning. Earlier that morning, while we were deep in some serious discussion, suddenly Mohanji went quiet. I saw his face appear blank, and he seemed out of place. I gently asked, “Mohanji, do you want to rest for some time?” He said, “Yes, I think I need to rest for some time. You can come back after an hour or so.” I quietly left the room, wondering what happened to him suddenly. But I assured myself that Mohanji would rest, not understanding that actually Mohanji had expanded himself and reached Kudajadri to help my fellow devotee who was on the verge of falling down from the steep climb! When Mohanji mentioned this, everything became crystal clear. I realised how the whole event had happened.
(I was also reminded of a similar experience I had during the retreat in London in 2018 when I noticed Mohanji expanding out of his physical body to save one his devotees in South Africa. You can read about that story in this link)
My fellow devotee continued explaining his divine experience. When he reached the top of the mountain, he went inside the cave to meditate. The two priests were chanting some powerful mantras (no wonder why these two priests were chosen to be his co-pilgrims for Kudajadri!) and during this time, a beautiful snake slithered just around him. Probably a signal of the presence of Shiva with him!
From the time that my fellow devotee expressed his wish to visit Kudajadri, Mohanji ensured his travel, his companions, his safety & his protection, even his satisfaction of a successful journey, and finally his unlimited joy on the achievement; everything was orchestrated beautifully.
Witnessing this whole sequence, right from the beginning to its completion, listening to the success story with excitement from the mouth of the devotee, and moreover witnessing how Mohanji had rushed out to the devotee in his expanded state to save him from the fall, I was left speechless.
Being a witness to this event as another incredible story of Mohanji’s incomprehensible grace, I realised that this rendezvous was no less than having the sight of the purest of the pure Nirmalya Darshan, which Mohanji, being an incarnation of compassion, showed all of us yet again.
|| JAI BRAHMARISHI MOHANJI||
Compiled, Edited & Published by – Testimonials Team, 23rd January 2020
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