Skanda Vale and London – Part 3

June 2022

On Friday, I got a ride from Selma to the BE YOU event in St Albans, near London. Nico and Sita rode along with two Swamis from Skanda Vale. Again we felt carried and pampered by Mohanji during every part of the trip. The hotel was surrounded by greenery, and I was grateful that it was outside the city.

We had a lovely get-together with Parvati on the terrace in front of the hotel. Sita told us that she had read that morning in Guru Subramaniam’s autobiography that he was an incarnation of Swami Brahmananda from the Ramakrishna order. She was incredibly surprised. In all the years she had known Guru Subramaniam, she had never heard anything about this. Swami Gopal had confirmed and is regarded as the incarnation of Sarada Devi, the wife of Ramakrishna. Therefore, a trip to the Ramakrishna ashram in Bangalore was usually a regular part of our annual trip to Swami.

Sita and I shared our enthusiasm about yet another synchronicity. It felt like it had come full circle. I had still not fully understood my connection with and attraction to Skanda Vale and thought about it from time to time. Even when I said goodbye inwardly to Guru Subramaniam before leaving that same morning, I still didn’t understand how I had ended up in front of his picture in his ashram.

The next day in St Albans, I stood at the book table and picked up the book The Silence of Shiva. I asked Mohanji inwardly if he had a message for me and randomly flipped open the book. To my utter amazement, the first three lines I read told me that Guru Subramanian of Skanda Vale was the incarnation of Swami Brahmananda of the Ramakrishna order. This was too coincidental for words. Mohanji is not beside us. He is within us and all around us. He guides us in the smallest details of our lives. The incident made me feel even more embraced and supported by The Tradition.

During the weekend, I would sometimes sit and watch Mohanji give Shaktipat or sign books and bless items for people. He did everything with such intense attention that I loved to watch from a distance. To see him standing there so quietly and serenely, all in white, like a true Jesus with both hands raised to give the blessings, was a sight to behold.

When he was signing books, I saw a woman with a big pile coming. “In Silence with Mohanji”, the little booklet that I had written, was one of them. It wasn’t hard to see because it was the thinnest of all. Would Mohanji really sign it for her? I thought. What a blessing it would be to see him sign my booklet as if I still needed that confirmation as the crowning glory of my work. Something in me genuinely doubted that Mohanji was going to sign the booklet.

When he finally did it, it relaxed me and made me happy. The woman later told me, ‘When I gave the book to him, Mohanji said, “The woman who wrote it is also here. She is sitting over there,” and he pointed to you.’ That made me so happy. A little Satwic ego can do no harm, isn’t it? Mohanji knows what we need. Due to many extreme circumstances over the past six years, I had developed insecure feelings, and Mohanji leaves no stone unturned to re-empower me.

After the Consciousness Dancing session, we had a meditation, Blossoms of Love. During the meditation, all participants received Mohanji Energy Transfer (MET). I had not experienced this before. In my life, I had had many experiences with different kinds of healing power, but I was not prepared for the special effect of the MET. It was as if a small hole was drilled in my crown through which a tangible beam of light came in, into my head and torso. How does one feel light? I don’t know either, but that’s how it felt. And after the brief touch, the sensation lingered for a deliciously long time. An opening had definitely been created or accentuated. Thank you, Mohanji.

As I walked toward the event hall at one point, the thought came to me that every moment is meaningful and that we can make use of each moment to make a difference to someone. We had the possibility to not only receive Mohanji’s energy but also to give energy and attention. I did not know why this thought came to me. Surely we were in the middle of a program where everything was already organized?

When I walked into the room, a woman was sitting alone on a chair. I sat down next to her for a moment as she had my booklet on her lap. She told me she was going to have it signed. I asked her how she experienced the event because I didn’t know her, and maybe she was new. She told me that she had been informed by a friend and since her beloved dog had died only two weeks ago, she felt she had to come. I empathized with her. I know how it feels. And maybe someone else experiences it even more intensely.

Two tears rolled down her cheeks, and I literally felt her dog’s presence. He tried to give me a message by touching my left leg. I got an image of her dog licking her tears. My dogs have never done that, so it was not a familiar image to me. I asked, ‘What would your dog have done if he saw you in tears?’ Without hesitation, she said, ‘He would lick my tears.’ I said, ‘That’s exactly what he came here to do. I see it. And I feel that he is here.’ My hair stood on end, and I now understood why I had just thought of being open to offer help at any unexpected moment. Thank you, Mohanji!

A second chance to touch someone’s heart came when, after the event, I offered to distribute the leftover flowers to the attendees. Standing behind the book table was a kind lady. I asked her which flower she would like. I got to choose, she said. I tuned into her for a moment and chose the sunflower from the bouquet. She was moved because that had been her favourite flower since childhood and had a special meaning for her, another special moment that we both won’t forget easily.

At the airport, a friendly airport assistant guided us past all the long lines of people waiting. We had to wait near the gate, and a little later, Dirk van de Wijngaard, his wife Mina and Parvati arrived, also accompanied by an assistant. It turned out that they had booked the same plane. Our minds and hearts were already filled to the brim, but there was still room for more satsang, airport satsang.

Dirk was, as usual, full of stories which he shared in everlasting ecstasy and enthusiasm, and we were an eager audience. I especially loved the story about the angel-like picture of Mohanji, Dirk (on his knees) and Subhasree in Mohanji’s arms. A few rays of light touched the hearts of both Dirk and Subhasree and were living proof of their pure and unmatched devotion. I had been there when the picture was taken and felt the vibration of their love there and then.

Dirk confirmed that it was he who had given the ring to Mohanji as per the instruction of Sathya Sai and Shirdi Sai Baba, telling him in a dream: “Hey boy, get up and bring the protection ring to our son.” I had had an immediate strong notion at the restaurant that it must have been Dirk who was the giver of the ring when I heard Mohanji talking about it to Vijay, who sat opposite him at the table. At that time, it was not yet clear who exactly had been the giver. From where I sat, I heard only bits and pieces of the story. When Dirk confirmed my feeling and explained how the stones were connected with the planets, the sun and the moon and that the ring was actually meant for protection, I sighed with relief and felt that this was the answer to my prayer for protection for Mohanji!

Dirk and I have known each other for more than thirty years, and it was through his inspiration that I set up People’s Trust Zijdeverwerking. A foundation to support a Vocational Training Centre in the People’s Trust project for the poorest of the poor in Srimanahalli near Bangalore. Dirk always keeps popping up in our lives and is a blessed example of absolute, pure faith and devotion. Was it a coincidence that I was sitting right next to his daughter Parvati on the plane and that Dirk and Mina were sitting with Nico and Sita of all places?

The security officer at the airport wouldn’t let me proceed since she thought that some strange glow was seen on the scan at the heart level. I think I know what that glow was. The official asked me to remove my rudraksha mala. She thought that maybe the mala was causing the disturbance. But it wasn’t. Even without the mala, I was a suspect. Probably a Divine Thief lives in our hearts. Parvati had the same experience! She was even shown her scan by the official. And something strange and inexplicable was really clearly visible as a yellow-golden glow in her torso.

For me, it was, without doubt, the golden energy of Mohanji’s divine love that rendered our heart chakra charged with literally visible energy, that we carried home to deepen the integration of his love and served as a strong and steady base for ‘survival’ during the cleansing period that started right after we arrived home. But that is material for my next testimonial.

A warm heart full of gratitude for Mohanji and the lovely UK team, our new family. We felt carried by the warm welcome all the way from home and back. Flying to Manchester in the same plane with Mohanji and flying back with Dirk, Mina, Parvathi, Sita and Nico and feeling carried on the wings of love all the way. Thank you, Mohanji. Thank you, team UK! With all our love!

Part 1 link – https://wordpress.com/post/mohanjichronicles.wordpress.com/29216

Part 2 link – https://wordpress.com/post/mohanjichronicles.wordpress.com/29268

|| JAI BRAHMARISHI MOHANJI ||

Edited & Published by – Testimonials Team, 1st September 2022

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Omnipresence

Linda Abrol, Netherlands

Beyond boundaries

At times, my non-confirmative, all-encompassing Parabrahma, Jesus, Buddha, Dattatreya-Mohanji reflects my Guru Swami Gopal Baba’s words or behavior from the time Swami was still amongst us in physical form. 

One night in November 2018 in Bombay, we eagerly expected Swami Gopal Baba to arrive at a devotees’ residence where we were invited. We had formed a line in the driveway of the house while waiting for His car to arrive. It so happened that the car door opened right in front of me, so it was on me that Swami’s first glance rested. He smiled delightedly, and with a sense of both surprise and confirmation, He said: ‘Linda! You have come!?’ He must have known that it had been crazy timing. 

We were in the midst of an incredible move, shifting houses, county and profession, all at once. We were in the process of opening an Indian vegetarian/vegan restaurant in the centre of Alkmaar. After more than thirty years in fashion development and sales, this was very exciting. But I was a hundred per cent sure that my longing to meet Swami was pure and would be supported. 

My trip fell exactly on the days that we had to wait for the Indian chefs to arrive after we finished the refurbishing and furnishing of the restaurant. I had booked the flight at an earlier stage, but the timing couldn’t have been better! Which was surely the Masters’ grace. So, both my readiness and willingness to come and the Masters’ miraculous timing made this memorial visit possible.

Something similar happened, but this time with Mohanji, during our recent journey to London. Parvati and I decided to travel together and booked our tickets for the event on March 14th 2022. We were planning to arrive on March 12th and depart on the 15th. At one point, Parvati found out that she had a very important appointment on the morning of the 15th, which couldn’t be delayed. But flying back after the event in the middle of the night would certainly trigger my migraine. 

I decided that I couldn’t join Parvati without forcing myself, so I cancelled my ticket for the event. We would have to book an event ticket, three corona tests, a taxi, return flight tickets, and probably a hotel, all for a one-day event that could be followed online. Although I was longing to meet Mohanji and be in his presence, my frail health condition made it an impossible, crazy and far too expensive move. This actually was the limited mind concept. 

However, the warm and kind U.K. Team members assured us that we most probably would be accommodated in a devotee’s house, and Priti suggested to expect a miracle, which I did. Why not? It was an amazing suggestion. I told Mohanji inwardly that I would love to see him again. Without asking anything, I simply opened my being to the possibility of a beautiful weekend in which all went smoothly, and then I let go. 

Parvati called right after my inner communication to tell me that she had found a possibility to travel in the afternoon of the fifteenth! I rebooked my event ticket, and we started searching for flight tickets. I had bad flu and could hardly concentrate, so we happened to make the booking one day late for a refund possibility in case of a positive corona test. KLM cancelled that possibility after March 2nd. If I got a positive test before our flight ten days later, my ticket would be wasted, and Parvati would be on her own. Nothing could be changed now, so we surrendered. We had to give it a chance. 

On arrival in the house (better described as a mansion or estate) of our warm and welcoming hosts, Yamini and Vivek, we heard the exciting news that Mohanji was expected that very evening. The program was still unknown. No one knew what to expect. Parvati and I didn’t even know if we were allowed to be part of the event, but we were happy to share in the entire household’s high energy frequency and buzz. We were thrilled when we heard we could join the program. 

Waiting in the entrance hall for Mohanji to step in, he first received a loving welcome from Yamini with aarati. Passing by me, Mohanji looked in my eyes with the same loving, surprised and confirming look that Swami Gopal Baba had given me in Bombay a few years earlier. He said, ‘Oh, you have come!’ Proving once again that for a Master of the Nath Tradition there are no boundaries anywhere at all times.

Rise from love 

Being in London, I noticed myself criticizing my every word and move. Insecurity came up. But I didn’t make it bigger by criticizing my inner critic. I watched it. In the morning, during my meditation, I surrendered and relaxed in the midst of the physical tension and stress that my inner critic caused. I felt as if Mohanji was consoling my inner child, and I simply let my head rest on His shoulder. I clearly heard Him say kindly: ‘Rise from Love.’

How simple, loving, and to the point were these words? Isn’t that what we should do, being kind? Let love be the foundation from which we can start to build? Any other foundation would be

 the cause for buildings to collapse in time. Especially the love for ourselves is the best starting point. Letting love in, I could raise my frequency from there instantly. 

Which reminded me of an incident in which Mohanji had told me (inside), ‘I will give you so much love that you will forget everything else.’

A divine guest at the table

On the 13th, again, another surprise awaited us. We were invited to come and visit the Shri Ram Mandir in London. Mohanji offered gorgeous gifts and Arathi to the Sri Jaganath deities. 

The next story requires a little intro. A few weeks ago, I had a dream. I was sitting at a long dining table. A very casual one. With Mohanji by my side. No words were spoken. Ever since then, I have offered a part of my food to Mohanji as if he is sitting at my table. It’s a reminder for me to eat more consciously, for my body is very sensitive and doesn’t like to digest everything I like eating. 

Now I will shift to the reality in the Sri Ram Mandir. Parvati and I went to the dining hall for our lunch. Mohanji was coming out of the hall. We presumed He had blessed the food and would eat in a quiet room. We took a plate, searched for an empty place to sit, and found out that the big table was the only place with empty spaces. After taking our places, Mohanji stepped into the hall and took the seat right in front of me. We immediately stood up and took our plates from the table to make room for his P.A.’s and the members of his party. 

Mohanji smiled and motioned us to stay seated. We dropped back in our seats and were flabbergasted. I didn’t know what to say or do, so I focused on conscious eating and left Mohanji to eat in peace. With Mohanji sitting so close to us, remembering was a conscious practice. After lunch, I ventured, saying, ‘Mohanji, just a few weeks ago. I dreamt that you were sitting with me at a long dining table.’ Mohanji smiled and said: ‘It was not a dream!’ which left me in awe. How many unexpected blessings can one digest? 

Wishes fulfilled

On the 14th, we attended the event in the Kensington Hotel in London. Mohanji graciously consented to individual and group pictures with everyone present. After the group picture with the entire U.K. team and all participants, including the Skanda Vale Swamis and Sisters, we waited in a row for our turn. Parvati saw Mohanji standing quite straight and not touching anyone in the beginning. She smiled mischievously and said, “We are not going to let him get away with this, are we?” “No,” I answered and smiled. “We will nicely snuggle up.” We giggled like small children. Which we were. Our inner child still needs to be healed.

When I approached Mohanji, He immediately opened his arms and wrapped his left arm around me, and I naturally let my head rest on his shoulder, feeling loved and safe, just like in my meditation. ‘Rise from love’ became very tangible. I heard somebody say that day: Mohanji fulfils everybody’s deepest desires. This is true. And I can add, he fulfils more than I can even think of. Better to stop thinking at all and enjoy in awe and gratitude. 

Now, if you think that my mind had subsided to a higher truth, the truth of self-acceptance, I must disappoint you. A sequel to the ‘picture story’ started right after the picture-taking procedure. My monkey mind started making comments. Old trauma caused turbulence in my body. Where I had felt so elated, so high in energy frequency (which is shown in the result of the pictures that Tea kindly sent to me) during the picture-taking procedure, after the session, my mind tried to drag me down, mentioning all the things that I should or shouldn’t have done. I especially shouldn’t have taken the freedom to lay my head on his shoulder. Mohanji would surely disapprove of it. And I could definitely tell that from the look on his face. I witnessed my mind, did my best to not believe a thing and didn’t succeed very well. 

I knew already that I judged myself at times but was not aware that such an explosion of insecure feelings was possible. This weekend really showed me lots of it. It must have been the high energy of the Master, shining brightly on the greyness of the lower frequency thoughts and feelings. When I sent the picture to Sita, I received her comment immediately. She didn’t know what my mind was trying to make me believe about it. She wrote, ‘I love the look on Mohanji’s face. So spacious. The universe in his eyes,’ which made me fully aware that only my mind was churning. 

This morning, I woke up with the inner message: ‘Heaven laid his head on my shoulder.’ I smiled. The remaining gloominess concerning the picture left me instantly, even though I didn’t fully understand the words. 

But the mere sound of it was so wonderful! Later in the day, I started to understand a bit of the meaning of this amazing message. Mohanji is definitely far too busy experiencing bliss and focussing on purpose to think about Linda’s do’s and don’ts. For Mohanji, most certainly, there isn’t even such a thing as a person called Mohanji and another one called Linda. There is only heaven. So, whoever lays their head on his shoulder, it is all heaven. Inside, outside, everywhere, nowhere. And this is what I am. We are. 

Narayan Kaur posted this beautiful text on F.B. later on the same day:

“Avadhootas have deleted their internal and external world. There is only bliss. They become just a presence.” Mohanji

|| JAI BRAHMARISHI MOHANJI ||

Edited & Published by – Testimonials Team, 21st April 2022

Disclaimer:

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.

We reserve the right to delete, edit, or alter in any manner we see fit blog entries or comments that we, in our sole discretion, deem to be obscene, offensive, defamatory, threatening, in violation of trademark, copyright or other laws, of an express commercial nature, or otherwise unacceptable.

Mohanji Testimonials team

Anchored in Love Retreat With Mohanji

Mohanji’s presence brings such divine grace on everyone around that makes them experience supreme bliss and joy while innumerable blockages from life times get cleared off. Such is a powerful experience that Loshini Naidoo was blessed with over the few days in the ‘Anchored in Love’ retreat with Mohanji, in South Africa – November 2018.

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Return to Calderwood Hall

The venue for the South African 2015 retreat – Calderwood Hall – was where I met Mohanji for the first time; so, returning to Calderwood Hall this year (2018) was extra special.

I had planned to drive to my parents’ home, stay there for a few days, then make my way to the retreat on 12 November as required. My parents live 2.5 hours away from the retreat venue. Since I tend to overthink and stress about travel plans, this seemed like a good idea as it would also give me some time to rest after driving for 625 kilometres from Johannesburg.  The morning to depart arrived quickly and as “luck would have it,” I over slept.   Nevertheless, I was well rested, so I packed my luggage and all that I would need into the car and off we went – myself and my trusty co-pilot, who answers to the name, Kayla. She’s a true, loving soul.

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Kayala, An expression of pure love

This weird and wacky travel-mate (a little Boston terrier) manages her travelling by dry fasting.  No food, not even a sip of water from the time she wakes up in the morning until we arrive at our destination.  During long journeys, I usually experience migraine headaches and body aches but not this time. The drive was smooth and serene.  Even Kayla was well behaved at the toll gates – no aggressive barking and getting ready to pounce when I paid the cashiers!

I realised that I had not felt the long distance because the drive seemed effortless, as if I had just been a passenger throughout the journey.

(After sharing this experience at the retreat, Jim mentioned that he did not feel stressed like he usually does when he’s being chauffeured. I had the pleasure of Jim’s company while driving to the retreat from my parents’ house).

Kriya initiation was scheduled for the day before the retreat could start at Datta Tapovan ashram in Durban. I planned to attend the initiation and was looking forward to it.  I woke up early and was ready to leave ahead of the anticipated time.  The invitation was sent out three weeks prior, with a scheduled start time of 10H00. I knew that the drive to the ashram from my parents’ home takes 1.5 hours.  I planned to leave at 07H30 and was ready to go, but somehow decided to check my WhatsApp messages. The first message I saw was from Swami on the group chat, sent at 06H48. He apologised for having to start the initiation early due to Rahu Kaal (an inauspicious time for new beginning).  The start time was now 1.5 hours earlier and we were asked to be at the ashram by 08H00! My first thought was that it will be impossible for me to reach the ashram by 08H00 and that I should stay at home and practice kriya (while the initiation would be happening).  My parents had left to go enjoy their spiritual activities, so I had the house to myself, or not really since Kayla was also hanging-out inside. We went outside for a bit and I noticed that the weather looked gloomy with dark grey clouds.

I silently thanked Mohanji for His benevolence and protection then went back indoors.

I had not practiced kriya in a while but on that day my practice went smoothly and very quick. After kriya, Kayla and I spent some time together for about an hour. I suddenly felt extremely tired and thought that a nap is in order.  Kayla, who usually does not allow me to even sit on my bed during the day, was placid and relaxed. She jumped onto her bed and curled up for a nap. I fell asleep swiftly and easily. The nap turned into a sleep, which lasted two hours. I recall waking up from deep sleep and instantly remembered the dream I had.

I was on a cruise ship which was sailing through an incredibly violent storm. I also remembered that the person sitting with me and watching the storm was an acquaintance, whom I had not been in contact with since finishing high school 17 years ago.

While recollecting this dream, I thought of the pictures I saw on social media three days earlier.  It was of Mohanji going shark cage diving.  I thought how exciting it must have been for those who were with Mohanji (as well as the sharks) to be in the ocean together.

I have had an immense, inexplicable fear of the shear force of the ocean for as long as I can remember but looking at those pictures and thinking about that dream did not invoke and fear/ anxiety whatsoever.

At the retreat, Mohanji said that in the dream state we experience things not within the waking mind – deep sleep is a death state (no mind); and that the dream state is also a state to fulfil karma.

We reached the venue at 13H30. After checking in, there was not much time to rest and by this time I could feel my mind racing.  I offloaded my luggage at the room then went to meet my fellow retreatants. We learned that satsang was scheduled at 15H00.  Excitement was building as I could not wait to see Mohanji!  The introduction satsang was delightfully serendipitous as Mohanji explained what it means to be “anchored in love” – stable through any situation/ living with integrity while being a consistent expression of love.  I have had inner battles for many months, where I questioned my responses (and reactions) to various situations to determine whether I am being an expression of love or not. Although this satsang was of short duration, it cleared many doubts that I previously had.

Catching the Wild Monkey

At the beginning of the retreat, Swami mentioned that he had asked Mohanji to reduce the intensity. I felt an unnecessary disappointment, like a child not being able to go on her favourite outing.  I was eager to calm the monkey mind. By the morning of the second day, the regular monkey mind was now spinning out of control – it was a complete circus with the most random and repetitive thoughts. One thought that fortunately did not bother me was about a dream I had the night before. While falling off to sleep, I had felt and saw (as if I was watching a scene in a movie), a hand lightly punch my back on the area between the throat and heart.  Immediately after this I remember having a feeling as if I was falling from a height, I turned on my side and fell off to sleep again.  It was not the best sleep, considering the full day we had, yet my body had rested.

During the morning satsang on the second day, I lost concentration while Mohanji was speaking. It happened for a split second. In His booming voice, Mohanji called my name and said: “Loshini! Where is your mind?” At that moment my mind was blank. I then felt something being drawn out from my chest centre, Mohanji explained that a thought travels extremely fast.  In a few seconds, “one could be thinking of America.”  By addressing me loudly, He had caught the thought and stopped my mind from wandering before I was even aware of it.

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Mohanji with His crystal clear explanations during satsang

“When the mind is scattered, you are not a unit. Then there is no freedom. You will be bound to all those thoughts. How to become a unit? Be here now.”

Mohanji also asked what freedom means to me?  He made me speak that day as I usually do not speak in front of lot of people. Impromptu speaking in public is not easy for me but by the end of the retreat, I was able to share my experience with everyone (at the front near the stage and with a microphone) as if it was the easiest thing to do. There was no anxiety or fumbling for words.

Being Nature

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Love everywhere

Mohanji emphasised that we are nature and explained how nature can heal itself. We do not connect to the frequency of nature hence do not have that natural ability to heal ourselves. After conscious walking in the beautiful natural surroundings of Calderwood Hall, Mohanji graciously guided us to connect to the Earth. In the beginning my senses were being bombarded by all kinds of sensations.  I could feel every blade of grass poking me were I sat, I heard every insect, bird song, Hadedas (Ibis, known for its distinctively loud calls in flight) squawking, ducks splashing, water lapping, and even the sound of vehicles travelling on the road a few hundred meters away.  Once Mohanji asked us to place our palms down and feel the Earth. While doing so, I could feel the energy from the ground circulating within me, and nothing else mattered. A day earlier, the group did Conscious Walking and Power of Purity meditation near the lake.  Here I experienced headache, fatigue and a general feeling of heaviness being relieved.

 Many leelas were experienced at the retreat which confirmed Mohanji’s teachings as well as His state of being an Avadhoota.

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Beautiful Nature

We spent our days at the retreat in beautiful surroundings and calm, sunny weather. However, one afternoon as we stepped out for Conscious Walk, heavy dark clouds hung above the guesthouse grounds. A few people insisted on still going for a walk. Mohanji looked up and said: “Let’s go!” The dark clouds mysteriously cleared enough for us to complete the walk and it rained just as we went indoors.

Throughout the walk, the Hadedas squawked and circled above Mohanji. While speaking about nature’s healing ability and everything being connected, Mohanji told us that the Hadedas were keeping the indigenous spirits away from the retreatants.

Bees were building a hive near the room that Mohanji occupied.  Swami stated that these bees were working to protect the retreatants who were occupying the rooms nearby.  When Mohanji was leaving the venue, I pointed out that the beehive was white with a strange powdery substance near it. The picture below does not do justice to the real live hive as it was clicked from a phone – it was a pure white, oval shape with the honeycomb structures clearly visible from ground level.

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More than just ordinary beehive – the divine soldiers were at work! photo credit: Warren de Beer

Warren asked Mohanji if it’s vibhuti (holy ash), to which He casually replied while looking up: “It’s possible.” Sadly, as the retreat ended, we noticed that many bees were dead on the walkway below the hive.  How incredibly blessed were we, to have nature protecting us?

Just as Mohanji was concluding the programme on Thursday evening, a storm occurred with heavy rain, lightning and thunder. To me it felt as if the intense weather was a validation of all the inner cleansing and healing that took place during the week.

The drive back to the airport from the retreat I had to exclude doer ship entirely.  I was worried about the Friday traffic from Pietermaritzburg, road works in the area and my travel mates’ relaxed approach to departing the venue. I knew that the trip from the airport on Monday, would take 2 hours.  Naz had a flight to catch at 17H00 and it was already 14H00.  Usually my mind and heart would be racing, but I calmly went to look for Jim and Naz and we left the venue at 14H10.  “Being driven by purpose, all personality complexes go away.” We made it to the airport just in time, maybe even with a few minutes to spare.  All I can say is that I never drive the way I did that day with passengers in the car; yet no anxiety was experienced.  As Mohanji said: “When you think of me, I work inside you.”

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After the retreat, Mohanji went to Cape Town.  A few people made plans, months in advance, to join Mohanji in Cape Town. I declined due to a course I was meant to attend, the week after the retreat. I woke up early, and while getting ready, I could not help but shake the feeling that I should stay home. However, I put it out of my mind and prepared to leave. The venue was 17 kilometres away and was scheduled to start at 08H15. Knowing Johannesburg traffic, I left home at 06H40.  It took an hour to navigate through the streams of cars and taxis and I eventually arrived at the venue.  Anyone who knows South Africa will know how much fun taxis are during peak hour traffic. Taxi drivers disregard the rules of the road which, in the past, would prompt reactions of irritation and swearing from my part. Not this time though… I went with the flow (of traffic).  As I stepped into the venue, the facilitator greeted me and asked if I was there for the course by Terra Firma, since I did not attend the day before.  I told him which course I had booked for and showed him the email confirming the course logistics. He decided to assist by calling the coordinator to find out if there were any changes.  Turns out the course was cancelled, and the coordinator mistakenly omitted to communicate the changes to me. While speaking to the coordinator over the phone, I only experienced a cool feeling of acceptance and responded in a congenial manner (inside and out). “Acceptance leads to surrender.”

The drive back to my home went against traffic so I reached in 20 minutes. While driving I thought – okay Mohanji, what should I do today? Instantly I thought of the experience-sharing write up that was planned to be typed out during the weekend.  I scheduled it for the weekend as I anticipated homework from the course since there’s an exam for accreditation purposes. Since I have never written about my experiences, it seemed like a difficult task to express it in words.  I switched on my laptop, read through my notes from the retreat and began typing.  After what I believed to be a final draft, I clicked “send” on my email and my laptop went off.  I had noticed that the battery needed charging but ignored it as I was too engrossed in typing to be bothered with fetching the charger and plugging it in.  The warning icon was still green when the laptop went off.  Generally, there would be some time from the green-icon-stage until it goes to amber/ red before switching off.

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Mohanji watching us always

For some reason, I felt oddly tired and decided to nap (yeah, that happened again!  All this sleep after not being able to sleep properly this year. On average, I was sleeping lightly for about 3 hours at night.  In June, I could not manage and consulted a doctor who prescribed sleeping pills as well as anxiety medication. The sleeping pills worked for 3 nights – after that the rest of the medication when into the garbage bin).  I fell into a deep sleep soon after getting into bed.  I dreamt that I was staying at a huge house, together with Mohanji, Devi and a few other people.  It seemed like an idyllic, beautiful place where we spent time just relaxing and practicing a strange yoga-like posture.  The challenge was to keep one’s shoes on while practicing, a feat not easily achieved.  In this dream, I got to spend time with someone very dear to me although we went our separate ways 13 years ago.  My heart expanded with love for this dear one, and I was filled with joy with the opportunity to enjoy their presence.  Toward the end of the dream, while I was explaining how best to do the yoga-like posture, in which Mohanji also joined the conversation.  I was raising my heels off the ground to stand on tiptoe, while reaching my arms up as high as possible. Mohanji smiled and said: “You will reach very high if you continue like that.” I was awoken by Kayla running into the room and showing (i.e.: asking) in her own cute and comical way that I must dish up her dinner. It was 17H30 and I had been asleep for 3 hours.

All these experiences and changes are only due to the grace of being in the presence of a great Master.

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Jai Brahmarishi Mohanji!

— Loshini Naidoo, South Africa

 

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