He just appeared in the doorway ... just like that ... unexpectedly ... I went very red ... I don't know why ... he was wearing a brown balaclava over his head with just his face showing ... he had big glasses and the biggest grin you have ever seen ... he beamed around the small room ... so small he was ... so tiny ... such an overwhelming presence ... we moved into another room ... then the drishti ... my mind went still ... there were no thoughts ... just a feeling of absolute peace ... ten seconds ... ten minutes ... ten hours ... I couldn't tell you ... time stood still ... he breathed ... I breathed ... it was perfect peace ... it was heaven.
Then Baba asked us how we had got on in Kampil and we told him about our experiences during the seven day bhatti. He chuckled and chuckled and we laughed and laughed and it was as though we had known each other forever. There was such a feeling of closeness, no physical barriers of platforms or microphones or distance from each other. It was a real family getting together, a family who had been apart for a long time. It was such fun. It was so light, so easy, and yet at times so serious. Baba made us feel as if he had all the time in the world especially for us, three of us had done the bhatti and the gathering was about ten or twelve people in total. It was intimate and it was beautiful.
Baba answered all of our questions and then we all sat around a table and had supper. How could anybody be so ordinary and so extraordinary at the same time. We had spent several hours together and then he left. That was the first time I met Baba, it was in 2004, since then I have had the fortune of several meetings with him and all the experiences have been different.Yet with each meeting, each time there has been the awareness of this great presence.
Always there is the experience of the warmth of love, sometimes there is the experience of law, afterwards there is the feeling of having been coloured with the company of ... well ... complete purity.
There are no rules, there is Shrimat and the freedom to choose. This is how Baba keeps his promise to the children.
Good Wishes, Clay
Then Baba asked us how we had got on in Kampil and we told him about our experiences during the seven day bhatti. He chuckled and chuckled and we laughed and laughed and it was as though we had known each other forever. There was such a feeling of closeness, no physical barriers of platforms or microphones or distance from each other. It was a real family getting together, a family who had been apart for a long time. It was such fun. It was so light, so easy, and yet at times so serious. Baba made us feel as if he had all the time in the world especially for us, three of us had done the bhatti and the gathering was about ten or twelve people in total. It was intimate and it was beautiful.
Baba answered all of our questions and then we all sat around a table and had supper. How could anybody be so ordinary and so extraordinary at the same time. We had spent several hours together and then he left. That was the first time I met Baba, it was in 2004, since then I have had the fortune of several meetings with him and all the experiences have been different.Yet with each meeting, each time there has been the awareness of this great presence.
Always there is the experience of the warmth of love, sometimes there is the experience of law, afterwards there is the feeling of having been coloured with the company of ... well ... complete purity.
There are no rules, there is Shrimat and the freedom to choose. This is how Baba keeps his promise to the children.
Good Wishes, Clay