Skanda Vale and London – Part 2

June 20, 2022

by Linda Abrol, Netherlands

In the first part of the testimonial, I wrote about Mohanji, catching the plane to Manchester just in time, the suitcase miracle and the amazing Protection Ring story. 

After the delicious meal at the Mexican restaurant, we continued our journey to Skanda Vale through the beautiful rolling countryside of Wales, which was a treat in itself, and we could not tell Rahul, who had graciously consented to drive us, how grateful we were. Fortunately for him, it was like a vacation trip. Just a day away from two busy kids. A win-win situation. I like that.

Arriving in Skanda Vale felt like coming home. At home with dedicated people with a beautiful frequency and at home in nature: a world without Wi-Fi. Although it took some getting used to, it was precisely this freedom from radiation, emailing, and apps that proved to calm my overheated mind. 

The wooden cabin with the bunk bed where I would sleep turned out to be very basic indeed. And quite dark with a small window. The toilet was further down the road in a detached building, and the showers were a little further still. But I was grateful that I had a place to stay, and I was used to some sobriety in terms of sleeping in an ashram. However, I did have a young and flexible body back then. 

Selma had really provided everything I could have wished for: a warm comforter, sheets, towels and even a warm, woolen vest and socks because she knew that could be needed in Skanda Vale. I felt blessed. Vijay and Brother Andy seemed much more bothered by the fact that I didn’t have a luxurious room than I was. I reassured them. After all, I had known about it from the beginning and was not forced to say yes to it by anyone. They wouldn’t hear me whining. 

Fifteen minutes later, Brother Andy came walking up to us happy. Someone had just cancelled, and I was immediately given the key to a beautiful room with a bathroom and a sweeping view of the valley! The building was called Saraswati, which is the equivalent of my Indian Swami-given name Bharati. Everyone was elated, including me, because everything felt so predestined and welcome. And my cold problem was solved because there was heating and the bed proved to be good support for my osteoarthritic shoulders. I slept wonderfully there. 

We slipped seamlessly into the ashram routine, from puja to abhishekam, from Murugan temple to Shakti temple to Vishnu temple. A Shirdi temple was still under construction. We were scheduled for four hours of seva each day that consisted of helping serve and clear food, cleaning, and cutting vegetables; fortunately, these were the only chores that we were capable of, as Nico and I had some disabilities. The heavier work in the gardens or around the Samadhi of Swami Subramaniam was done by fitter and more muscular residents and visitors. 

What dedication among the resident Brothers and Sisters! There was a quiet mood of devotion, seriousness, humor and work ethic. Nothing was too much for the Swamis and Sisters. ‘We just do the work in front of us, and we don’t think beyond that.’ Unceasingly one saw them working in many different places in the ashram. Then again in jeans, then in a sober brown habit or in dark blue rain pants. Rain or shine, the open-air pujas also continue throughout the year with a little bit of adjustment. A high energy frequency is built up and radiates from the area… one would almost wonder why there is still darkness left in the world. 

On Wednesday, Mohanji participated in the Vishnu puja. An elaborate puja for the large statue of Vishnu, who lies on a huge snake surrounded by water. We were seated under a canopy, but the statue of Vishnu was in the open with only the sky as a roof. 

After the puja, all attendees walked to the statue of Dattatreya, situated next to the Vishnu temple. Mohanji would partake in the arathi ceremony and waited quietly for his turn, with his hands in a namaste gesture in front of his chest. He bowed reverently to the statue, and I saw that he was making the same gesture – very subtly – to a small bird that was searching for food under the bush behind the statue, watching curiously as to what was going on. 

The deity had been placed in the open, embraced by the trees and the birds. I looked intensely from Mohanji to the statue and thought of the morning when I had inwardly asked him: who are you? At the time, I had known him only for a few days and knew virtually nothing about him. He answered immediately and unexpectedly, “I am Dattatreya.” I had heard the name dropped but hardly knew who that was and looked it up on the Internet. 

There I found not only all the information about Dattatreya but also the connection with Mohanji and the Tradition. Dattatreya was an incarnation of the trinity from Hinduism: Brahma, Vishnu and Shiva – the creating, sustaining and destroying aspects of the universe. I was truly amazed by the magnificence of his state and since then have not seen him as my big, wise brother as I had initially, but as all-encompassing. In everything and beyond everything. The totality. 

While looking at the deity, the thought occurred to me that Mohanji – as soon as he finished the arathi and came down the steps, would look directly at me and at no one else. There were many of us standing. But he would say something to me. It didn’t matter what. It wasn’t just mind-matter, and it had nothing to do with me. It was a kind of knowing. It would be a confirmation of the inner statement that he was Dattatreya. 

In that high-energy bubble, I followed the puja. Mohanji always confirms one’s state. If it had been only the mind, there would have been some doubt. But there was none. Mohanji walked down the little stairs after the arathi, carefully watching where he walked. At the bottom of the steps, he looked up and straight into my eyes. His gaze confirmed what I had already felt. He and Datta are one consciousness, one state of being. 

He then said, “Nice sari,” which seems like a nonsensical comment in this context. But it was another confirmation. A double one, even. The sari I was wearing I had picked out and put on with love that morning. It had been given to me by Swami Gopal Baba. My Master who had passed away in 2020. An Avadhoota from the same Tradition as Mohanji. Swami loved saris, and when I wore this same color (white, with orange borders) for the first time in his presence during an interview, Swami made almost the same comment. 

Even then, I had lovingly put on the sari for him five minutes before the interview because I knew he appreciated it. And maybe you know how difficult it is to put on a sari, but in those few minutes, I had managed to go up and down three flights of stairs and wrap the sari elegantly around myself. Mohanji confirmed his oneness with Swami, the Tradition and Dattatreya with a penetrating look and two simple words: “Nice sari.” In the same manner, Swami Gopal Baba had always spoken, short and sweet. And with the same loving look in his eyes. 

On Thursday morning, I meditated while sitting on the lower part of the bunk bed in my room. In Skanda Vale, my alarm clock went off at 3:33 every morning. Then I had plenty of time for personal grooming, yoga and Kriya before the 5 o’clock Murugan puja began in the temple. Everyone staying at the ashram was expected to attend the daily pujas. Since I was rather groggy, my eyes threatened to close. I heard inside, ‘Don’t fall asleep.’ I asked, ‘How?’ ‘You can stay awake.’ Again I asked, ‘But how? I fall asleep.’ ‘Fall awake!’ was the surprising and original reply. ‘This is Shakti. It is within me.’ 

How unique! Fall awake. Normally we fall asleep. But for me, that often happens with a little jolt when I sit up. Then one is actually startled awake from falling asleep. And often, because of such a small ‘fall’, I am afterwards clearer and more expansive than before. I thought about it often that day and shared it with whoever wanted to hear it: Fall Awake! 

During several moments that week, especially moments with Mohanji, I was overcome by an intense need to fall asleep acutely. You can understand that I seized all those moments to ‘fall in the vastness of being present.’ It was not easy; I have to admit. Fortunately, everything Mohanji said was so catchy that I had a good reason to want to stay awake. 

More than one week later, back in the Netherlands, I understood the real reason for his words. When I go to sleep, I often listen to Mohanji’s mediation while lying in bed, and within minutes I feel safe and relaxed and fall asleep listening. It felt a little like cheating, but I didn’t want to be too hard on myself and allowed myself my divine ‘sleeping pill’. 

But it turned out to be a bad idea, after all. The body had gotten quickly programmed and seemed to express: when I hear Mohanji’s deep resonating voice, I fall asleep! That is exactly what happened during every Q&A during the week in Skanda Vale and London. As soon as I heard Mohanji’s voice, I would start yawning. And I would try to hide it for Mohanji, of course, for the last thing I wanted was to look disinterested. You can imagine that there was no meditative ‘Mohanji sleeping pills’ hereafter!

After the Murugan puja in the temple, I did my Kriya practice at the statue of Dattatreya. I sat there very awkwardly on a wobbly, wooden bench, and my hands and feet got cold. I visualized a warm sun in my solar plexus chakra but to no avail. So I stopped my visualization attempt. As I was about to get up to leave, my hands and feet began to radiate lovely softness and warmth from within. I stayed. And enjoyed it. Normally without an external source of heat – once I was cold – I did not get warm. This was really exceptional. 

In the evening, like on other evenings, we went to the Shakti temple for puja. High up on the mountain, near the enclosure of the three elephants, the bird sanctuary and the horse stable. The temple was full, and fortunately, I was practically sitting in the doorway because I could breathe freely there. The low ceiling and the many visitors made it stuffy. Suddenly I saw Chris, Mohanji’s executive assistant, Tea, the photographer and Subhasree, Mohanji’s personal assistant. Where there is Chris, Tea and Subha, there must be Mohanji! And indeed, I had not seen him coming at all. The mood and the bhav were intense. The energy rose to the ceiling, as did the warmth. 

During the last mantra, we walked forward in a line to pay our respects to Kali (an aspect of Shakti, the Mother Goddess / universal energy). Mohanji is Kali, I thought to myself. So before I bowed to Kali, I looked Mohanji straight in his eyes as I walked past him, bowed to him and chanted the Kali mantra to him. Mohanji looked at me with an intense and piercing gaze and blessed me. Another confirmation of his omnipresence as any form of God. I continued walking towards the altar, glowing with Shakti. 

It wasn’t until the next day that I realized how much more depth this brief event carried. After all, Mohanji’s inner guidance from yesterday morning had been: ‘This is Shakti. It is within me,’ which was a bit of a puzzle for me back then. That is why I had kind of ignored it. Now clarity started dawning. 

The day before we left Skanda Vale ashram, I was lying on my bed and suddenly got overwhelmed by the dread of the possibility that Mohanji could be attacked by dark energy. Or by people’s actions. My creative mind took over quickly. What can we do to protect him? I prayed to Sai for a solution. Mohanji would never stop his mission out of fear. And he wouldn’t ask for anything for himself, either. That only left a possibility for the devotees. Could we not pray for him altogether? Back then, I didn’t realize that my prayer had already been answered by Dirk’s donation of the Protection Ring. I had heard Mohanji talk about the story of the ring while having lunch at the Mexican restaurant, but the word protection had not reached my ears.

Part 3 to be contd…….

|| JAI BRAHMARISHI MOHANJI ||

Edited & Published by – Testimonials Team, 18th August 2022

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Master’s infinite love and kindness!

By Supreet Bedi, Canada

I feel that Baba Sai has to work really hard and long for my spiritual growth. I feel I was in inertia mode, not understanding what Baba was trying to teach me. In short, there was no urgency to reach my purpose, but Baba knew how trapped I was in my patterns and knew I needed a good kick, and he brought me to Mohanji. 

I saw an intense change in my frequency. I have always heard people saying that you burn a lot with a living Master. The very first program (sadhana) that I did with the Mohanji family was a 41-day Power of Purity meditation. I felt something inside me shift. Actually, I tasted ecstasy for the first time in my life. I was happy, purpose-oriented, singing all the time, getting up early, doing spiritual practices, and eager to be useful to the world. This was sheer Guru’s grace. However, it didn’t last very long as I could not maintain it.

I started getting tired and felt fatigued all the time. I was struggling to keep up with my practices. Well, when you are blessed with something so precious, there are bound to be tests to see if you are steady or you run away from your Master in adverse situations. Now, I had reached a point where I felt it was hard to even sit down for half an hour after waking up. 

I had taken medical leave from work and was home for about four months, but the irony was that even after four months of rest, there was no improvement, and the doctor could not figure out what was happening. In between, some cells started showing up in my blood, which was not good and could indicate worrisome blood disorders.

All through whatever was going on, I didn’t complain; this was his grace that I was mentally stable. Mohanji has taught me to be grateful and in complete surrender mode always, no matter what. This was my time to apply that teaching, and I was able to do so with his blessings. Mohanji said, “I will take care. I am with you.” Knowing this, I never worried about the outcome of this unknown illness. I was in total acceptance mode, prepared that he was holding my hand, whatever would happen.

Mohanji has been very, very kind to me. I work in the medical field, and I love my job. Keeping my physical limitations in mind, I started with part-time, working alternative days. Some of my blood work did show some autoimmune activity, but it was not that prominent to blame the autoimmune condition for my extreme fatigue. An autoimmune condition is when your own body cells start recognizing your organs as a foreign body and start killing or destroying them. 

I remember it was October 2021, and I had participated in a food donation activity during the month of shradh, organized by Ammucare. After the rituals finished, the very next day, I saw Mohanji in my dream. In my dream, I saw that I was in my maternal family’s house, and Mohanji came there. I saw my maternal uncle and his family, my maternal aunts and their families and also there was a very weak old man lying in bed in one of the rooms. It felt like he was someone in the family, but I had never seen him in my life. 

I wanted to massage Mohanji’s feet, so I asked him to come to the room to lie in bed so he could rest, and I would get the opportunity to serve him. I found that the old man was lying in the same bed on one side. I went into the kitchen to bring oil for a massage, and when I came back, Mohanji was lying on the floor close to the bed. 

I felt so bad and worried and said, “Baba, why are you lying on the floor? Please lie on the bed.” I helped him get up and lie on the bed. It seemed as if Mohanji had no energy at all; he seemed very, very tired and fatigued. Here my dream ended. When I woke up, I thought this was strange as no one in my maternal family knew Mohanji. How come I saw them all in my dream with Mohanji? What could be the significance? 

That’s when I realized that Mohanji took some ancestral karma from my maternal side on himself. As autoimmune runs in my maternal family, it all made sense, and probably the old man in bed must be my very first ancestor from where it all started. This dream came in October 2021, and presently it is June 2022. 

I am almost back to where I used to be. Don’t know where all those pains and fatigue went. Even when the pains are there, they don’t limit me. This is all the sheer grace and kindness of my Guru towards me. I have no words to thank Mohanji for his Infinite unconditional love. I prostrate at the lotus feet of Mohanji and thank him for taking care of all of us in the ways we need; always grateful to you, Mohanji.

Empowered Series

The Empowered program was announced for September 2021. I was unsure if I should attend this program as it was a nine-day program, and I was working full time then. Although videos were available to watch later if you missed the program, being in a different country and time zone, time always seems short. Therefore I was in a dilemma. I prayed to Mohanji that if you want me to join the program, please give me a sign. 

Just one day before the program started, my friend called me and said, “I feel you should come for this program.” I considered it a sign from Mohanji. So I joined the program. In the program, I did get a chance to talk to Mohanji. I asked him that because of my physical condition, I could not do my practices, which troubled me. What could I do to improve? 

Mohanji replied, “Don’t punish your body; take care of your body. Park your mind with the Supreme Consciousness/Guru, and the rest will come to you on its own.” He gave the example of Hanumanji and Ram. I am so grateful to my Baba Mohanji. He has been so kind to hold my hand and show me the way even in my test. I did stick to that advice and followed it with all my heart. I feel I am being transformed every moment. People around me see the change within me. I feel so much calmer and more stable within. 

After Empowered 1.0 came Empowered 2.0, 3.0 and 4.0. For the rest of the programs afterwards, I knew for sure that I had to attend no matter what. These four programs have been more than amazing – A manual on how to live our life, how to do our dharma and still be detached; how to recognize and come out of our fears and patterns, and how to channel the mind to bring out the positives all around. 

I never understood life so well before. Rather than burning yourself on why this happened and staying in the past, move on to the present. A beautiful present filled with your Master, his blessings and numerous opportunities waiting for you! 

I knew about many of the teachings and ethics of life before but never understood how to truly apply them in my life. Never had that awareness or urgency to shed the unnecessary burdens I was carrying. Thank you, Mohanji, for bringing me to this Empowered workshop and for giving me the opportunity to bloom! Always grateful, koti koti pranams at your lotus feet!

|| JAI BRAHMARISHI MOHANJI ||

Edited & Published by – Testimonials Team, 11th August 2022

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The views, opinions, and positions expressed by the authors and those providing comments on these blogs are theirs alone and do not necessarily reflect the views, opinions or positions of Mohanji, Mohanji Foundation, it’s members, employees or any other individual or entity associated with Mohanji or Mohanji Foundation. We make no representations as to accuracy, completeness, timeliness, suitability or validity of any information presented by individual authors and/or commenters on our blogs and will not be liable for any errors, omissions, or delays in this information or any losses, injuries or damages arising from its display or use.

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Skanda Vale and London – Part 1

June 20, 2022

by Linda Abrol, Netherlands

‘We booked tickets to Skanda Vale and got a room even though everything was said to be full!’ Sita is clearly touched when she shares the good news with me. For it was in Skanda Vale that she married Nico, during the time when Swami Subramanian was alive, more than 45 years ago. It was the most beautiful time of their lives. They preferred to live there permanently. 

I had not made a decision to go to the UK until then because the excitement of Mohanji’s stay in the Netherlands (early June 2022) a week prior to this call was still tangible in my cells, and I was integrating all experiences. But there were only a few days left, and I really had to decide now before everything was full and sold out. Still, I was relaxed because if Mohanji wanted me to come, it would work out anyway. 

Skanda Vale had a certain attraction for me. Why? I did not know. I had never even seen a picture of the ashram or Guru Subramanian, the inspirator and initiator. But the sound in Sita’s voice when she told of her desire to visit Skanda Vale again and the prospect of a week in divine and natural surroundings sounded very attractive to me. It felt special and familiar at the same time. And when I heard that they would most probably be on the same plane as Mohanji, who would also go to Skanda Vale, I was convinced. 

For over thirty years, with countless blessings from my beloved Masters, it had never happened that I had been on a plane with my Guru. Only a few small problems to tackle:

  • A plane that was full.
  • No place to sleep.
  • A ticket sale that could come to a close at any moment. 

I decided to call Selma – who was very familiar with Skanda Vale – to ask if she would know of a place to sleep somewhere near the ashram since there were no more available rooms in the ashram. Selma liked the prospect of us coming so much that she immediately offered that she and Peter would sleep in the camper and I could sleep in Peter’s room. She had even spoken to him about the possibility beforehand! 

‘And you should book the June 24 event soon because Vijay is about to close ticket sales as we speak this afternoon. He’s just waiting for you! I will then bring you a comforter, pillowcase, towels, thick woollen cardigan, and anything else you might need. It’s a very small wooden shack with no bathroom or toilet, though. Do you mind?’ No, of course not! I had no expectations, so everything was a bonus. 

How could it be that she had already talked to Peter about the possibility of my coming, and how could it be that Vijay was waiting for my ticket request? And how could it be that Selma and Peter were willing to squeeze themselves into a camper with three children to grant me a room at the ashram and that she was also willing to arrange bedding, towels and clothing for me? If this wasn’t a higher plan?

The cold was a bit worrisome because just two weeks before, I had received the diagnosis ‘cold agglutination’ from the haematologist, a fairly rare condition that belongs to the autoimmune varieties. The blood attacks itself when it gets cold. It will then start to clot, and red blood cells get destroyed. But with all the help Selma so spontaneously offered, it could only work out well, right? It was too surprising for words. 

Within the record time of half an hour, I had a room, a ticket for the event at the end of the week in London, about the last plane ticket to Manchester, and an extra night’s accommodation on the night before the event. And someone was showing so much care for even the smallest details of my comfort! Being able to book such a complicated trip so quickly and surprisingly felt like a warm welcome and divine grace. 

My husband took us all to the airport on June 20. There were huge crowds at Schiphol Airport due to major staff shortages and long lines blocking the counters. Due to physical problems, Sita had booked airport assistance for Nico, so we sailed with the help of a friendly assistant along each row and were at the right gate in no time. 

Loes, Sita’s girlfriend, apprised us every few minutes of the whereabouts of Mohanji’s plane from Belgrade, which she followed via a sky scanner app on her phone. But their plane turned out to be delayed, and with our simple calculation, it didn’t seem possible that they were going to catch the plane to Manchester. I prayed quickly, and then Loes reported that our plane was also delayed. That would solve the problem, I thought gratefully, because once in my life, taking off with my Guru, even if only in kilometres instead of energy frequency, felt like an unexpected blessing I had never had the chance to experience before. 

One often reads in books on Sathya Sai Baba about people ending up in the skies with him, and somewhere deep inside, it must have settled in me as an unconscious wish. And my experience is that the Guru makes every wish come true even if you don’t know you have it. For years I have been trying to be without expectations towards the Guru. My way of dealing with desires was: I noticed them. If it was a good desire, I would picture the outcome, feel the happiness of it and let it go. And it has produced the most wonderful experiences. 

I even thought that my Guru Swami Gopal Baba, who passed away in 2020, had already fulfilled all my unconscious and conscious desires that a devotee can have. He was masterful at that, with divine timing and precision. 

At one point, we heard that we would probably leave at the scheduled time after all, to the relief of many and the sadness of us. Mohanji’s plane had yet to land, and to get out and arrive at the right terminal and gate on time would be a witch’s errand. Would he start running if he had to? Sita got antsy and started walking up and down the hall looking for Mohanji and the team. 

When she came back, I burst out, “Look! Behind you!” I threw everything off – including my bag with all my important papers, passport and cards that I always guarded like a guard dog when travelling – and flew up to greet Mohanji. His arms were immediately wide open, and his smile radiant. What a welcome! And they had made it! Miraculous. When I commented on it, Mohanji said, “I ran.” With which he immediately answered my unspoken question. 

He gave me a second warm hug. What had I done to deserve that? No idea. And why should I wonder? His love has no limits. Because I was so absorbed in his presence, I accidentally went through boarding with him while my section was still far from being called. On board, it felt like the entire plane was sparkling with Mohanji’s energy. 

Even though, of course, I saw nothing of him during the trip. I didn’t even want to read my brought book. Just enjoying the energy because when do you experience something like this? ‘Live like it’s your last day’ became very tangible. At Manchester airport, I lost Sita and Nico. Since they were in front of me on the plane, I assumed they were already at the baggage claim and quickly walked over. No Sita and Nico but Mohanji, who was waiting for his bags. 

Meanwhile, he was fumbling with the Wi-Fi connection, which wasn’t working, and he said it was probably because he didn’t like all that messaging but had to; otherwise others would complain that he wasn’t answering. I mentioned that I had lost Sita and Nico, and as the suitcases began to roll onto the conveyor belt, I wondered aloud which ones were theirs again. Without a moment’s thought, Mohanji looked up from his cell phone for a moment and, pointing to a burgundy suitcase, he said casually, “I think this one,” and continued searching for a Wi-Fi connection. 

To my utter surprise, when I turned the suitcase, I saw that it was indeed the one. Sita had tied a red ribbon to the handle. I smiled warmly and said, “That’s what happens when one travels with divinity.” We both laughed. Sita, who had just arrived, asked why we were laughing, and I explained to her. Mohanji simply added, “I see those things,” – so ‘matter-of-factly’ that you would think it was nothing special.

Masters at airports have something very special. Years ago, when we waved goodbye to Swami Gopal Baba at Schiphol Airport, the clasp of my backpack was tangled in my hair, and my mother tried to undo it gently. It was a hassle. Swami suddenly watched the spectacle with a laser look, and the clasp came loose. 

A seemingly useless miracle but with great meaning. It probably helped me detach from my identification with the personality, whose clues were all in the bag, such as ID, bank cards, etc. What would this suitcase miracle mean except the proof that Mohanji is hugely involved, even in the smallest details, despite knowing and leading thousands of people. A ‘superhero’, Ana Divac (Guru Leela volume 3) would say. 

At the Luton Airport, Mohanji was lovingly welcomed by Vijay, Subhasree and others. Pictures could not be taken since Tea’s suitcase with her camera equipment was missing. In the parking lot, I heard Mohanji say that we should go somewhere for lunch. Because he felt the gnawing hunger of all the people, and he could not stand it. He doesn’t think about himself. He feels what others feel and reacts.

We stopped at a Mexican restaurant after a short drive along the way. Not only flying with my Guru but also driving together (not in the same car, as we were sitting with Rahul) and eating together on the road were unconscious wishes that I thought I had let go of for a long time. Seeing those wishes fulfilled made my heart sing.

At the restaurant, we were all seated at a table. And I realised that this was the second time I ate together with Mohanji at the table. Just like a few months ago in London after the BE YOU event in April. That was enough for me to consider the whole trip a loving sequence of unexpected, beautiful moments. Were they in my stars, or had they ended up there spontaneously by ‘fresh’ Mohanji’s grace? 

Mohanji was seated opposite Vijay, the president of Mohanji Foundation UK, and showed him his hand with a beautiful ring with nine stones. An amazing story followed, which turned out to be really significant. For the world ánd for Mohanji. And a little bit for me, for it turned out to be the answer to my prayer, which I will describe later.

During an interview, Sathya Sai Baba materialized a diamond ring for Dirk van de Wijngaard (different from this ring). But Dirk was not interested in the ring. What was the value of a ring when the Divine Maker, who was infinitely more important to him, was sitting right in front of him? When he found out that the ring was incredibly valuable in terms of money, he cried all night. Not out of happiness but out of sheer pain. He didn’t want gold or diamonds. He wanted only God! 

Please read the beautiful and authentic testimonial of Biljana and Dirk about the miraculous way the diamond ring turned into a nine-stone Protection Ring that ended up on Mohanji’s finger. Dirk, in his characteristic, childlike innocence and modesty, had expressed his sincere desire to remain anonymous as the giver of the ring to Mohanji. But he had not taken into account that Mohanji had different plans. I am getting the feeling that the anonymity thing didn’t work out very well after Mohanji himself told about the divine gift to different people. Then Dirk surrendered to Mohanji’s will and shared the amazing ‘Protection-Ring story’ with the world: 

Click here to read the testimonial about the protection ring.

Let’s look at the amazing significance of this Protection-Ring-event! In Miraculous Days with Mohanji, the book of Rajesh Kamath that every devotee should read and that I am translating at the moment, I have just read: He (Tyagananda) took out a long rudraksha mala (a string of prayer beads) and put it around Mohanji’s neck. He then narrated the story of the mala and the reason for his advent. This mala was worn by his Guru’s Guru, Swami Poornananda. He said that Swami Poornananda had done hundreds of millions of chants on this very mala. Swami Poornananda attained mahasamadhi on April 6, 2000. 

Before this event, he handed over the mala to Tyagananda and said, “One day, you will meet a powerful Master. Give this mala to him.” Tyagananda asked, “How will I recognise him?” Swami Poornananda replied, “His third eye will be like a blazing sun. You won’t fail to recognise him.” When he left Hyderabad, Tyagananda had doubts about Mohanji – whether Mohanji was a real Guru and whether Mohanji was the person to receive the mala. But now that he had met Mohanji, he was convinced that he had to come here to accomplish the task of handing over the mala entrusted to him by his Guru’s Guru fourteen years ago.

Let’s just look at the similarities! A great Master (Swami Poornananda) recognised Mohanji’s divine and omnipotent nature and stature through a gift through his disciple (Tyagananda), many years after his mahasamadhi

And here we are; Sri Sathya Sai Baba, a Divine Master and avatar, left a gift for Mohanji to be given to him by a disciple who recognised him. And that too, many years after his mahasamadhi. And like Tyagananda, Dirk had strong doubts about Mohanji at first. Doubts that evaporated after meeting Mohanji in person. 

Imagine this seemingly small event’s significance for many Sai devotees! As a Sai devotee, it might have felt like a valuable reassurance from Sai on the authenticity of Mohanji’s divine stature if I hadn’t already fallen in love with Mohanji completely and wholeheartedly!

sdr

|| JAI BRAHMARISHI MOHANJI ||

Edited & Published by – Testimonials Team, 4th August 2022

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Dare to speak

By Paula Vouk, Slovenia

“Where the helpless are not supported, decline and decay befall. If you don’t raise your voice against unrighteousness, you are as guilty as the one committing it and will face the same consequences.”

Mohanji in the book Mast

I really like feeding beings. It makes me happy and light. Mohanji says that giving food to hungry beings immediately removes karmic blockages and negative emotions from us. I have experienced the effect many times, and now feeding animals and people is my favorite activity in the world.

So today, I was feeding deers. I was happy. After a while, I heard pigs making some noise from a nearby farm. I felt like saying hi to the pigs and giving some food to them too. I really care for pigs and feel like being very kind to them, knowing what kind of destiny awaits them.

The gate of the farm was open. The pigs were in several stalls behind a tall wooden fence. I could not see them until I came very close and could look over the fence. I never imagined this would be such an unwanted event for all of us. It was terrible for me and even worse for the pigs. When they saw me, they went crazy. They started running towards the back wall as far away from me as possible. The reaction was even worse when I was trying to give them some food and explain that I didn’t mean to hurt them and that I just wanted to say hi. The scene was like a horror movie.

About thirty pigs were jumping one over each other, competing who would have the best position, as far away from me as possible. The further away, the smaller the possibility of being forcefully dragged away from their family and slaughtered to be served for dinner. When I moved an inch, they would jump in panic. When I was still, they would stare at me with deep, deep fear in their eyes. Thirty pairs of innocent eyes, eyes full of horror, were staring at me at once. I don’t think I can ever forget this scene. I felt like a criminal. And I was a criminal. I was a human. It never felt so terrible being a human.

I went away in shock and sadness and sent some love from far. I was sorry I came and caused sorrow to them. I felt like I owed something to these eyes and hearts. To do something to show I am sorry. So I decided to write this text as my apology. Maybe someone else will understand.

I can’t wait to see the animals living in Mohanji Peace Centre we are creating in Slovenia. All beings will be respected as part of the family and treated with love, not cruelty. I feel every single life matters. If we love our life, we understand how precious each and every life is. It is not about numbers. It is about intention. Not acting is just agreeing with what it is, supporting unrighteousness, and paying the same price. In the end, we are only acting for ourselves and no one else.

In a way, I am grateful for this terrible experience. More than understanding, it brought more motivation to stand for the helpless. Desire to do more good work. Desire to prove we can be much better; may it last.

Thank you, Mohanji, for bringing so much brightness to my life that made me see my ignorance hiding in the dark. Thank you for empowering me to dare speak up and shed the ignorance from my heart. Without you, it would take a hundred more lives to see. Hundred more lives to feel. Hundred more lives to speak. And a hundred more lives to love.

With eternal gratitude and love!

|| JAI BRAHMARISHI MOHANJI ||

Edited & Published by – Testimonials Team, 30th July 2022

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My surrendered destiny

By Dr Harpreet Wasir, India

6th April 2014, 9.05 pm, New Delhi, India 

This time and day changed everything. Mohanji came to me as my time had come. What was conceived with just a look and the Shaktipat matured into faith and surrender with complete conviction and consistency!

From then on, nothing mattered in my life as the plugging was done from my side. He had taken over my steering wheel. All I had to do was complete my karma as a doctor and my dharma as a family and social individual with complete focus on only one thing – Mohanji! He knows the best for me. I leave the rest to his will with complete ACCEPTANCE of all results and outcomes. 

The path was never a smooth one. I still go through the most challenging situations in my life, which often not only test but also get me on my knees. However, it gives me the divine strength and direction in thoughts and actions to deal with them.

What changed then?

It was the mere presence of my Guru, guide, teacher, and companion who had taken the responsibility to mould me with my complete acceptance by surrendering to him as my Master.

Days, months and years passed by. The past taught me to deal with the present and to walk into the future with complete faith. I was never alone ever. The external seemed to diminish with a new internal birth – deep within. External sounds though heard loud and clear, started getting me more into inner silence.

The situations around started changing into stillness; the birth of a state of silence, thoughtlessness and cessation of breath seemed possible. The depth of connection between the giver and the receiver was maturing as more complex situations, often multiple at one go gave pain but never any suffering as if he had covered this body and soul of mine with this impenetrable armour, his SHIVAKAVACHAM.

With this, he started teaching me the process of awareness by first making me slowly understand his actions and later accept all events and eventualities without taking responsibility for anything. Life seemed manageable to live with peace and love.

Expectations started to bury themselves over time, and freedom began to grow as another shoot from this tree called LIFE.

Nothing outside ever changed, nor will change. The change was happening inside. The inner genetics was changing to craft a carrier for his Master. 

The difference was that now my work was least about myself, but for all those patients he got me to and those he sent me to. People, not only as patients but from all walks of life, took so much of the MASTER who dwelt in me as he stationed himself in me, driving me to one and all who needed care with love – only with my Guru’s grace.

I submitted my driving handle of whatever life was destined for me in his hands with total faith and surrender, with all my patients, as my Guru knows what’s best and when it’s the best.

Between the two extreme ends of birth and death, I was totally bound by experiences to understand with the full awareness that this is my human birth to unload as much as possible with his grace which was now a real possibility. His seeds of EMPOWERMENT started maturing to understand the insignificance of position, possessions and relationships.

A new life of giving, serving and loving blossomed into a tree. Many began perching on it to receive what my Guru gave to all who came to him, using me as his instrument. The tree’s root was my availability for my Guru to work on me at all times with complete surrender.

He always managed the show, but he taught me the awareness of witnessing the show sometimes as an actor myself and many times as a spectator. I cease to exist. What exists is only him. In return, he teaches total freedom, unbound by anything. I understand it as the final breath to complete an already lived/ liberated living.

My liberation began the day my Guru accepted me and my emptiness to stand in front of him and hear him say within my soul, “I’m ready, are you ready?” That one glance told me I was home with my Father and one with him.

The learning and the journey continue, but now there are two people walking with one set of impressions of footprints on the ground as he is carrying me along always.

My profession as a heart surgeon changed its meaning totally ever since the journey started. From mine to his, results to acceptance – it gave a new dimension as a doctor in a bigger and different way. It was now his healing, his hands, his directions and his results. My belief became much stronger; all he sends to me are meant for me, and he is the doer.

Thus with this awareness, the concept of hours or days, morning or night, food or no food, events, functions, and holidays disappeared. What was left was total acceptance of everything that came to me at all times.

My Guru stands by me, holding my thoughts and actions through my mind and hands, and does it all for everyone he sends to me. Each patient and every individual gets my Guru in every possible way, through his will.

Birds, animals and all living beings also get as much. Even non-living objects which have taken any instrumental form receive the grace of my Guru as I see and feel the live atoms they are composed of. What a life of oneness with my Guru! I feel this when I sit in some corner with silence being my only partner in the quietness amidst this life full of noises and chaos.

I know well that the next moment I have to drive into the same madness of life, and it’s totally different now. The inner silence and fullness of no demands nor expectations and only giving much more each time prevails over all physical imbalances of life. The state of looking at how, where, and whom to give myself through my Guru’s guidance is all I live by in this existence.

This ongoing journey continues to be a physical and mental guide towards completion, the final destination known only to him. Life is now a process of unburdening, unloading and unfolding, thus living the purest form of love and happiness, which comes through only by giving back everything possible to all those seeking.

The driver will always be the Guru as he is our unquestionable GPS system. All that is required is to hand over the steering wheel of our lives into his hands and keep doing our dharma and complete karma to the fullest.

In the end, it will never be about them and me. It was and is only about him and me. I bow down to MOHANJI, the FORMLESS and UNCONDITIONAL energy which has come into my life as my GURU AND GUIDE to serve with the motto of patients first, rest all second.

May I live my Guru’s teachings always!

|| JAI BRAHMARISHI MOHANJI ||

Edited & Published by – Testimonials Team, 14th July 2022

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Gratefully yours

By Maja O, Ecuador

Dear Ones, this is a humble attempt to recollect some moments on my journey with Mohanji as an expression of gratitude for all that I have been blessed with. As I am reluctant to write, I dare do so only because I was propelled to do it during my meditation. I surrender it fully to my Gurudeva Mohanji’s lotus feet.

I met Mohanji in 2010, on his first visit to Belgrade. I was invited to meet him by a dear cousin of mine whom I respected deeply. The reunion was held at Toma’s place, and a small group of people gathered and listened to the satsang. During the discourse, my ego kept judging Mohanji’s words as if testing him based on my previous spiritual experiences that I considered significant. My final verdict was that this man speaks the truth and has experienced it. But it was only from the mind/intellect level that I approached Mohanji, as the ego did not allow a deeper connection.

A couple of days later, we had a big satsang with Mohanji, to which he came directly from his wedding in a different city in Serbia. (To be honest, I don’t quite remember clearly whether this particular experience happened in this event, but it did happen, and I relate it to this occasion, though in full honesty, my memory is not clear, and it might have happened later on.)

In any case, even before knowing that Mohanji had arrived at the venue, in my heart, I felt bright light emanating in joy upon feeling Mohanji’s presence. It was screaming with overwhelming happiness: “Finally!” I was taken by surprise when I looked at my chest and asked: “Ok, I seem to be very happy to meet him. But who are you, and where have you been hiding so far?” My soul was silent. It cared not for my mind’s chattering.

Before Mohanji left Serbia on his first visit, I made a mental request to him. We were lined up to receive Shaktipat, and when it was my turn, I looked at him and asked him in my mind to resolve my current situation. Back then, I was struggling a lot to get a job, and I had a lot of family and health issues. For years I was trying to find any job abroad, that I thought would be the solution, and even though I kept knocking on many doors, they remained closed.

Needless to say, he delivered even more than what I had asked for. Some four months later, I was in Mexico, on the Caribbean, selling diamonds. I did not have to chase this opportunity; it landed effortlessly in my lap. This experience not only helped me regain my strength and confidence, but it was also the beginning of my living abroad.

Living abroad also meant not being able to see Mohanji often. However, whether I was aware of it or not, he has always been with me. Our connection is also reflected in the lives of my family members, and I will briefly relate the two most important events. When my mother was about to pass away, Swamiji Bhaktananda kindly accepted to do a Mai-Tri for her.

Through him, I found out that Mohanji was with my mom at the moment of transiting. With his grace and her good deeds, she was able to attain liberation from the birth-death cycle, that she would no longer be reincarnated on Earth. Her soul had moved to higher realms as she continued her journey to complete dissolution. I had a close relationship with my mother, and after hearing Swamiji’s words, I could not hold back the tears of deepest gratitude overflowing from me.

Every time I think of it, I have tears of joy. It was as if Mohanji fulfilled one of my biggest wishes, and whenever he reminds us to think of what we should be grateful for in our lives – I think of this. Even as I write this now, my heart wants to explode as tears roll down in gratitude and joy.

Another event is related to my father’s car accident. He was in his 70s and was driving really slowly on a very fast inter-city road. Another car at full speed hit him from behind, and as he flew up in the air, the car turned and landed on the ground upside down. The old, small Peugeot was completely demolished. My dad had just a small scratch on his leg. He was completely fine, other than being in shock. He was fully aware that it was divine grace that had saved him, as it is a complete miracle to walk out unhurt from such an accident.

It was clear to me that it was Mohanji’s divine hand that was holding my father as he was flying in the air. I also knew that it would be hard for my family to accept and believe in it. This reminds me of how little I personally am aware of the things Mohanji does for me every day, even beyond this time and space. 

I’d also like to write about a challenging period when I was about to see Mohanji and attend his programs after five years of not being in his physical presence. The first hit ended up at a very low frequency where my body was in pain, my ego was hurt, and my mind was blaming Mohanji for it. I was even considering cancelling my participation. But luckily, as soon as my mind and ego rebelled, I asked myself how do I really feel about it. My soul saved me by giving me a message that I would regret it for the rest of my life if I didn’t go. It was the only answer that mattered, and I proceeded with my plans ignoring all the nagging of my mind in the background.

Once in Serbia, I was unpleasantly surprised. Certain friends of mine who used to be deeply connected with Mohanji since day one were no longer with him and were telling me untrue stories about him. I was not expecting this. Their words confused me, as I could clearly see that they believed in their own stories, and yet I was unable to come to terms with their words and who Mohanji really was through my interaction with him.

I feel gratitude for the blessing that came through a new friend whose one simple sentence cleared the sky and made room for me to breathe the fresh air of truth again. Upon asking Mohanji about it, mainly about how could it be that these people truly believed the negative things they were saying, which was untrue, he simply said that we all have our weaknesses and should be alert and aware.

I feel love for these people, and I did not feel anything negative towards them. I just see them confused and am praying they will be blessed with more clarity and that they will come out of it with the least possible karma for them. And in this context, it is useful to remember how Mohanji always reminds us to trust our own experiences and not the opinions of others.

So finally, I was able to reach the retreats and face Mohanji’s constant poking. I was not the least upset because of it, as I was aware that Mohanji is pure love, but the truth was that I had come with some resistance. By the end of the retreats, he cleared this completely and placed deep devotion in my heart. What surprised me about the programs was how different they were from past ones. Before, he used to be physically present with us almost all the time, and we would go through constant experience sharing together.

Nowadays, he makes us connect more to his consciousness so that we are not attached to his physical body. Another difference I noticed was the clear increase of power that was emanating from him. My impression was that it had to do with the ceremony of bestowing the Brahmarishi title to Mohanji when Avadhoota Nadananda transferred his spiritual powers onto Mohanji. The great Masters were showering him with blessings even without him asking for it.

Before, we received Shaktipat every so often at the programs (or at least that was my impression). But this time, we had to wait till the end of the retreat. I remember the guy on the bus sitting next to me, enthusiastic about it as we reached the tunnels Ravne in Bosnian Pyramids: “Wow, it’s coming! We gonna receive it! Finally! Shaktipat!” I have to admit I couldn’t help thinking: “Why is he getting so excited about it; what’s the big deal?” But I did not say anything to my fellow friend.

However, once the Shaktipat commenced, literally a volcano started erupting from within me, and it wouldn’t stop. Only Mohanji knows what got burned in that sacred fire of Shaktipat. And it was yet another reminder for me to not be so easily judgmental and to respect deeply every aspect of the Tradition as my understanding of it is so small and limited. 

One of the deepest transformative experiences I went through, thanks to Mohanji, was the Mai-Tri process and the Empowered program. It was through the Empowered program that Mohanji gave me stability, as well as the awareness through which states of fearlessness, silence and stillness, and thoughtlessness were made possible. It was as if he poured on us the blessings and grace needed for reaching our true selves, and all we had to do was follow his guidelines with dedication and merge into the consciousness so readily waiting for us.

Experiences of these states were important for me when working with Mai-Tri practitioners, as they assured deeper connection and surrender. I have gained much clarity, and so much of karma has been cleansed through the amazing practice of Mai-Tri given to us by Mohanji. I’d like to thank all of the practitioners who have worked with me. I am especially greatly thankful to the Mai-Tri practitioner from the USA, whose faith and full surrender to Mohanji have made this practice a completely transformative experience. Thanks to her, I have been given clarity on how much I have taken things for granted in my life and how high my expectations were instead of focusing on the blessings present here and now.

It is thanks to Mohanji that I can eat the most delicious food of grand variety, live in a house made of natural materials in the nature that I wished for, and have the opportunity to serve, which brings joy and meaning to my life, as it also cleanses my karma, have friends who are my true soulmates, and learn daily from the people and situations in my life.

I used to think that I was not receiving enough because I could not afford to go to the retreats and pilgrimages. I was shown that I have exactly what I need for my spiritual growth here and now. I’ll give just one simple example. The Mai-Tri practitioner explained to me the attitude that I lack and need to develop in this lifetime, which would bring an important transformation in me. The very next day, I received a voice message from one of my best friends, who is the epitome of these qualities. She wholeheartedly expressed all those previously mentioned by the practitioner.

My Guru was right there in front of me, and it was not by mere chance that we call each other soul-sisters and that we regularly thank each other for all the valuable lessons. And all the people of the place where I live have also taught me and have changed me, of which I now have more understanding and appreciation. In short, Mohanji has provided the perfect conditions that were needed for my particular spiritual growth. Gratitude opens us up for receiving the grace which is definitely flowing to us in abundance. We just need to put the right glasses on (or remove the glasses of the mind) to see things properly.

This was just one aspect of what the connection with Mohanji can bring. A deeper one is found through silence. There’s much more, and this text does not do justice to all that I have received from Mohanji and the Tradition, but I wrote only about what came to me now. Mohanji urges us to share experiences for our own sake and for the possibility of inspiring others. So I thank you all who have read this, and I surrender it fully to my dearest Mohanji’s feet, to whom I owe everything. Eternally grateful for all the love and light you have blessed me with, Mohanji.

|| JAI BRAHMARISHI MOHANJI ||

Edited & Published by – Testimonials Team, 30th June 2022

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Epitome of love

By Supreet Bedi, Canada

I want to share my experience of meeting Mohanji for the first time. I have been with Mohanji since May 2020. To give a little background information, Mohanji visited Canada in 2018 during the Prana pratishta of the Shirdi Sai Baba idol at the Datta Tapovan Ashram in Canada. I received an invitation at that time to come and join. It is said that Mohanji is the Master who finds you, rather than you finding him. However, I didn’t pay attention and lost that opportunity; I probably wasn’t ready to meet him. 

After a few twists and turns, I reached Mohanji through YouTube videos about Shirdi Sai Baba. I have been Baba’s devotee for many years. The first video that I watched was “How to Surrender to Shirdi Sai Baba” by Mohanji. Everything he said in the video got imprinted on my mind and deeply touched my heart. It felt as if I understood the true meaning of surrender for the first time. 

I watched a few more videos by Mohanji and shared one of the videos with a friend who had given me the invitation to the Prana pratishta in 2018. She told me that this is the same Mohanji about whom I told you two years back. I was taken aback as I realized that he was the Guru for me. With each passing day, the desire to meet him was increasing in intensity. 

Mohanji came in my dreams, telling me that he would come to Canada, but Covid kept on testing everyone. Finally, the good news came that Mohanji would come to Canada on the 16th of March, 2022. Now I was ready to receive my Guru. So many emotions were passing through my mind. While there was excitement and joy in meeting my Guru, there was also worry about whether I would be able to spend time with him to my heart’s content. Additionally, there was sadness that he would leave Canada within a short amount of time.

Thus, I poured my heart into a letter and placed it under his Padukas. Mohanji took care of everything so beautifully. Ultimately, the much-awaited day arrived. The night before, I couldn’t sleep in excitement. My husband and I took half of a day off from work to receive Mohanji at the airport. I want to add here that my husband has back issues and isn’t able to drive for very long. I live approximately an hour away from both the airport and the Datta Tapovan Ashram. The distance between the airport and the Ashram is also around an hour. 

Initially, the plan was to greet Mohanji at the airport and come back. Though my heart was not satisfied with that arrangement, I agreed, considering my husband’s health. An evening before Mohanji’s arrival, my thoughts went to thinking about how my birthday had just passed and how beautiful it would have been to cut my birthday cake with Mohanji holding my hand and me being his little daughter. After that, I thought, why couldn’t I celebrate it with him now! 

I spoke to my husband, and we ordered a vegan cake. Luckily, the bakery was able to prepare the cake for the next day, even at such short notice, but the truth is that when Mohanji is at play, anything can be done. Now, the bakery was in Brampton, close to the airport. We decided to pick up the cake on our way to the airport. Looking at my desperation, my husband offered to take me to the Ashram as well, despite his health issues. I was on cloud nine!

The next day, Sanjay bhaiya reached the airport early and told us that due to Covid restrictions, it would not be a good idea to come to the airport. Instead, it would be better to go to the Ashram directly. The point to be noted here is that Mohanji reduced my husband’s 3.5-hour drive to 2 hours. Now, the question was that I still needed to pick up the cake from Brampton, so I called a friend and asked her if she would be able to pick up the cake, but the bakery was far from her place, and she was already running late! 

I was in a dilemma, but out of nowhere, Manisha didi called to ask me what my plans were about coming to the Ashram. While talking to her, I realized that the bakery was just a mere 4 minutes drive from her place. On asking, she readily offered to pick up the cake. I was relieved; Mohanji was at work! After Mohanji arrived at the airport, he left for the Ashram, and so did we from our home. My younger daughter made a little drawing for Mohanji, which we forgot at home, and this made my daughter sad, so we went back to fetch the drawing. However, this caused us to get delayed. 

I desired to reach the Ashram before Mohanji did, but he had different plans. On my way to the Ashram, Alpa ji called me and said that Mohanji was tired, so we will cut the cake tomorrow rather than today, to which I agreed (probably, Mohanji was testing me). Now I got worried that if I got late, Mohanji would go for rest before I had the chance to meet him. That one hour felt like one year, and every single second took so long to pass. In my head, I was talking to Mohanji, and I asked him, “Baba (Mohanji), don’t you want to meet your daughter the way I am longing to meet you?” 

We finally reached the Aashram only to realize that Mohanji had already arrived and Mohaji’s Aarti was going on. As I saw Mohanji for the first time, Mohanji uttered, “Supreet has come! Welcome, Supreet!” I had a mask on, but somehow, Mohanji knew it was me. Here I was thinking of welcoming him, but he received me with so much love.

I couldn’t hold myself back and, like a toddler, ran to him and hugged him. My tears of joy refused to hold back. I held him for a good five minutes, and he poured immense love on me and instantly, I felt so contented as if I was longing for this contentment for many lifetimes. 

He didn’t stop here. We all went to the basement to eat dinner. Mohanji was upstairs, but he came down to meet all present there. He was standing with us and said, “You are coming for Baba’s abhishekam tomorrow.” Although that was not my plan, how could I refuse when your Guru says it with so much love.

While we were talking, Manjiri didi mentioned to Mohanji that there was a cake to cut. He said, “Bring it; we will cut.” I said, “Baba if you are tired, we can cut it tomorrow.” His answer was, “No, no. We will cut it now; cake is always welcome.” He fulfilled my inner wish. Mohanji held my hand, and we cut the cake together, just the way I wanted. I don’t have words to convey what I experienced. The joy, the bliss, it was all beyond words. 

The next morning, we reached Baba’s abhishekam around 5 a.m. I got the opportunity to touch Mohanji’s lotus feet. Yesterday, when I met him, he was a parent to me and today, he is a Guru to me. The question he asked me at that time was, “Are you happy?” I said, “Yes, Baba. Very happy.” Mohanji knows everything, and he fulfils our every wish. 

With a heart full of gratitude, I want to thank my Baba (Mohanji) for these amazing moments that I will relive all the time in my heart. Thank you, Baba. I love you so much. You are truly the epitome of love. 

|| JAI BRAHMARISHI MOHANJI ||

Edited & Published by – Testimonials Team, 26th May 2022

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Mohanji’s silent message to a devotee

By Charles Ndifon Londi, Canada

Mohanji advocates a vegan lifestyle, and this makes sense when viewed from the ahimsa (non-violence to all sentient beings) perspective. The beauty of his style is that it is suggestive and not forced upon the devotee, and this enables him/her to handle the changes that come with adherence to Consciousness Kriya (a lifestyle of humility, non-violence, gratitude and purity). And so, quite frankly, some will give up meat and meat products slowly and in a natural way. 

It will come from within and not so much from without. However, along the way, there will be silent nudges and reminders from Mohanji of the virtues of leading a vegan lifestyle. This is what happened to a Mohanji devotee in the Congo Democratic Republic, Joseph, whom I jokingly call Tonton Jeff, the grand Hindu of Congo. The story that follows is about his experience, and he has granted me permission to narrate it for the edification of all.

On account of many household chores, he had to engage another housemaid soon after, the former one left. After some time, he realized that the new housemaid, unlike the former one, would not eat whenever food was served with meat. Joseph decided to ask her why she was behaving in that way. The young lady told him she is a Christian, and the Pastor of her church discourages the eating of animal flesh. 

The young lady to whom I spoke said all congregation members are strict vegetarians. The church members come together and produce something that resembles meat from non-animal ingredients, and this is sold to congregants as a viable food source. So the encounter with meat at Joseph’s home caused her to become squeamish, and she just kept away whenever food with traces of animal flesh was served. 

The run-up to this situation, she said, was her health which was never good until she joined this Christian church where fasting and prayers were done, and the eating of meat in all forms was eschewed. Thereafter, she was relieved of all her health afflictions, she said, and that is why she could not go back to eating animal flesh. And here, the silent but audible voice of Mohanji comes in. 

In my conversation with Joseph, he himself told me that he understood this subtle message from Mohanji through his housemaid and that he’ll make efforts to be like her housemaid too. I was very thrilled by this story which illustrates the use of what some call the ‘Golden Tongued’ wisdom by great Masters operating in the Supreme God Consciousness/Awareness to pass across messages without saying a word directly to the person for whom a message is destined. 

It may be through even a mad man, a signpost, a billboard, radio or television advertisement, a casual statement by a friend or stranger, etc. Joseph’s housemaid’s story made me wake up to the voice of Guru Mohanji, the voice of God, all around me, and this may well be a message for anyone else.

From the maid’s experience, I deduce that even if one were not a spiritually-minded person, a vegan lifestyle has a huge positive impact on one’s personal health, which is a plus, not a minus. I have, since becoming a Kriya Yogi, tried to do some research on human beings and meat-eating, and this is what I found out. 

The intestines of human beings aren’t designed to handle meat, so man is actually a herbivore (eating leaves and plants). If a herbivore eats meat (man, for example), it takes a very long time to exit the body, putrifies and produces noxious gases and all kinds of toxins that compromise health. 

It cannot be gainsaid that human beings, who are by nature herbivores, don’t have a problem with meat digestion and excretion. Perhaps Joseph’s housemaid’s story of chronic ill health and becoming well and vibrant after she stopped eating meat is a good signpost for anyone who cares nothing about spirituality but just wants to improve their health. One may well stumble on Mohanji’s guidance to physical and spiritual healing in the process. 

|| JAI BRAHMARISHI MOHANJI ||

Edited & Published by – Testimonials Team, 19th May 2022

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From antiquities to awareness

by Vipin Koodiyedath, Kerala, India

Water droplets do not know about the ocean. But those drops of water are not satisfied until they become the ocean. Every drop of water is a journey in search of the ocean and the journey of that water droplet to dissolve in it. The water droplet can only be completed on target when it reaches the river.

Mohanji is like a river, and it keeps flowing. When we drown in that river with our minds full of the filth of antiquities, we become aware of our purpose.

Overcoming all obstacles, the first water droplet begins its journey through the cliffs of the mountains, and its life journey through the valley is always challenging. Mohanji’s life was like that. By the time Mohanji had flown into the abyssal valley of enlightenment, much of the value of his talking life had left him. One thing we do not remember is the pain of the river when we enjoy the beauty of the great waterfall.

Researchers and philosophers can only be found in the timeless tradition of India. Overcoming all worldly desires, they will carry out their enlightenment work quietly and unselfishly and complete their mission, and they will be fully realized. Mohanji is the Guru of that series.

Mohanji says that it is not time but the conviction that heals your wounds. That conviction is not merely physical. It’s about recognizing who we are.

From the Indian subcontinent, Mohanji’s journey spans 92 countries. From a place called Puthur in Palakkad, his mission has now spread worldwide. For some, Mohanji is a friend; for others, he is a guru. For many, he is a guardian; for some, he is worshipped as the incarnation of Shirdi Sai Baba, and for those who rejoice in the play of an avadhoota, he is an incarnation of Dattatreya Maharshi.

The life picture of any person is never static; It is subject to change over time. Those changes must be in pursuit of his purpose in life.

|| JAI BRAHMARISHI MOHANJI ||

Edited & Published by – Testimonials Team, 19th May 2022

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An enigma called Mohanji

by Surya Sujan, Kerala

Mohanji is a mysterious phenomenon. One may call him an enigma or a wonder. It is a great feeling to recollect our school life – playing and enjoying together. Those intimate moments of togetherness are great blessings indeed. I am sure it will be remembered for ages to come.

We studied together in 1978, and it took 37 long years to renew that relationship. Now my old classmate (Mohanji) is not only a friend but also my brother and Guru. Since meeting him again in May 2017, we find time to see or talk to each other, even if it is just for a moment.

Mohanji unexpectedly called me on 3rd May 2022 and asked to meet in person. I went to his house at Palakkad on the 4th and spent time together with his parents – Amma and Achan – which made me really happy. Mohanji reached late that night and enthusiastically called out, “Surya”, when he saw me. Extending his hands, he embraced me tightly and poured lots of energy into me. He then retired for the night and said he would see me in the morning.

When I woke up the following day, Mohanji was already awake, sipping tea. While Mohanji, Achan, Madhu and I were talking, Mohanji suddenly said that his thigh muscles were cramping. I used to assist my husband when he complained of muscle pain in his legs. So I thought I could help Mohanji. I sat behind Mohanji to assist in lifting his cramped muscles. Mohanji’s legs were as firm as granite. Seeing Mohanji in this position, I felt as though it was Lord Hanumanji in a loin cloth ready on his mission to Lanka. I closed my eyes and started chanting the Hanuman Chalisa spontaneously. I remembered a similar experience from 2014 mentioned by Rajesh Kamath in his book ‘Miraculous days with Mohanji’. Similarly, in 2018, other devotees noticed Mohanji’s lips and cheeks swelling up, appearing like Hanumanji. This had happened as he was about to visit the Sai temple. (click here to read about this incident)

Everything indeed is Mohanji’s leelas. This showed that Hanumanji still lives. He is a Chiranjeevi (immortal) and will live forever. I was still in awe on how my friend gave me this realisation through this beautiful vision. If this wasn’t enough, my friend was ready to give me an another surprise!

I was supposed to leave by 8:30 am to the station, and Mohanji was to leave for Shirdi temple at the same time. Mohanji asked me why I was leaving so early. I replied that I had no other option. After this, Mohanji went in to shower. Achan and I were sitting on the sofa. Suddenly I received a text message that the train would reach Palakkad only by 11.47 am. So I ended up accompanying Mohanji to the Sai temple!

It was all Baba’s leela and a sweet gift from my friend as a blessed ending to this visit!

|| JAI BRAHMARISHI MOHANJI ||

Edited & Published by – Testimonials Team, 7th May 2022

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