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Om Sri Sai Ram

Ganesha Mantra: AUM Gung Ganapathaye Namah

Ganesh Gayatri

Tat purushaaya vidmahe

Vakratundaaya dheemahi

Tanno dhanti prachodayaat

SRI SAI SATCHARITA and SATHYAM SIVAM SUNDARAM

The Life Stories of the Two Avatars of the Age – [56]

KHAPARDE DIARY

1st February 1912

I was some what late in getting up but was able to finish my prayers and in time

to attend Paramamrit class. The book was finished today and we shall begin to

revise it tomorrow. I then went to the Masjid sat with Sai Maharaj and

accompanied him out up to Sathe's Wada. People assembled there as usual to

salute him. I joined their group and saluted him and returning to Bapusaheb

Jog's quarters commenced panchadashi and explained the first ten verses which

really contain the whole work in germinal form. Then I returned to my quarters,

wrote a few letters and had them sent off, went to the Masjid to attend the

midday

normal"> Aarathi. It passed off alright. Mr. Manikchand of Ahmednagar who has

his year taken the degree of L.L.B. came there the stayed here the whole day.

We had our meals after we returned from Aarathi and I sat reading Dhyneswari

edited by Sakhreboa. Unfortunately like the other editions it does not solve

all my difficulties. Later on Mr. Dixit read Ramayana/ Mr. Sane, Mamledar of

Shirdi, and Mr. Shate, Dy Collector and Sub-Divisional Officer came and sat

talking for some time. We resumed our Ramayana after they went and in the

evening went to the Masjid to meet Sai Baba at his evening stroll. After the

Wada Aarathi we attended the Shej-Aarathi. Bhishma did not have his Bhajan but

read Sakharam's Prakriti Bhagawat and at night Mr. Dixit read Ramayana.

Today evening when we assembled at the Masjid before Sai Baba started on his

stroll, Sai Saheb told Mr. Dixit to give two hundred rupees to my wife who was

then shampooing the legs of Sai Saheb. This order was unaccountable. Has it

come to this that I have to be maintained by charity!!! I prefer death to this.

Sai Saheb I think wished to curb and finally destroy my pride, so he is getting

me used to poverty and the charity of others.

2nd February 1912

I got up for the Kakad Aarathi and after it we help our Panchadashi class but

some how felt to speak of Panchadashi and commenced to read it. It is about the

best work on the subject and none can take precedence of it. I went to see Sai

Maharaj before he went out and accompanied him up to Sathe's Wada and

afterwards attended the midday Aarathi. Today I got a letter from Amravati

asking me to return to practice. I told Madhavrao Deshpande to ask Sai Maharaj

and he promised to do so.

3rd February 1912

I was late in getting up and it appeared that there was a wave of laziness.

Bapusaheb Jog was late, so was Mr. Dixit and nearly everybody else. After

finishing my prayer I went to the Masjid but Sai Baba told me to ask Udi

without entering it. I did so and proceeding to the quarters of Bapusaheb Jog

reading Panchdashi with him, Upasani, and Mr. Kaojalgi. We went on reading till

midday and then went to Sai Baba's Aarathi. After it we had our

10pt">midday meal. I had a little rest and then sat reading Dasabodha. Mr. Dixit

read Ramayana in the afternoon. Ganoba Aba a local devotee of Sai Baba, came to

hear it. He knows a large number of verses and has many by heart. He went and

saw Sai Baba at his stroll. Madhavrao Deshpande told me that he asked Sai Baba

about my returning to Amravati and the latter declined but necessary permission

saying he was an old man and did not like to lose his "Abru." He said that some

two hundred men went to a neighboring town and were taken as rioters, that

Madhavrao name was introduced into the list of rioters for nothings, and that

there was trouble about it.

At night the there was the Wada Aarathi and the Shej-Aarathi and I attended

both. Bhishma had no Bhajan but read Bhagvat instead and then there was

Ramayana of Dixit.

4th February 1912

In the morning I got up early, attended the Kakad Aarathi, and the finished my

prayer. As I was bathing two gentlemen came inquiring about Narayanrao

Bamangaonkar. They were Lingayat Shastris. The eldest being known as Sivananda

Shastri. There are two ladies with them. These ladies are Brahamins. The eldest

of them is called Brahmananda Bai. Some three year ago she met a Lingayat lady

by name Nityanand Bai at Nasik. She was an advanced Yogini and instructed

Brahmananda Bai. We all saw Sai Maharaj go out and again after he return to the

Masjid. BrahmanandBai worshipped him

and sang two Aarathi s very exquisitely. After the midday Aarathi I had my meal

and lay down for a while' Then there was the Puran of Dixit and then we went to

see Sai Baba at his evening stroll. After the Wada Aarathi at night Mr. Dixit

had his Puran and then Bhishma had his Bhajan. The ladies Brahmananda Bai and

her companion sang very beautifully and we all enjoyed the Bhajan very much.

Shivanand Shastri also sang. The Shastri and the ladies came from Nasik. They

are permanent inhabitants of the

place.

5th February 1912

In the morning just as I finished my prayer, Rajarampant Dixit came from Nagpur.

He is the elder brother of Kakasaheb Dixit. He went to see Sai Saheb. I attended

our class where we read Panchadashi and a verse of Amritnubhav with Bapusaheb

Jog, Upasani Shastri, Shivanand Shastri, Brahmananda Bai and others. We saw Sai

Saheb go out and went to the Masjid after he returned. He was very kind to me,

said a few words, and in dismissing the company after Arti, called me by name,

told me to shake off my sloth, and look after all the ladies and children. Mrs.

Laxmibai Kawjalgi was

given today a piece of bread and told to go and eat with Radhakrishnabai. This

is a great good fortune. She will be happy hereafter. I invited Shivanand

Shastri, Brahmananda Bai and all with them to have their midday meal with us.

After it I lay down for a few minutes. Then Dixit read Ramayana, and later we

went to see Sai Baba at his stroll. After the Wada Aarathi, there was the

Shej-Aarathi and at night Brahmananda Bai did the Bhajan very excellently. It

was continued till after midnight. The subject of my going is broached today.

It may be decided tomorrow.

6th February 1912

I got up and attended the Kakad Aarathi. Madhavrao Deshpande said that I would

get permission to return home today. So I went with him and Bamangaonkar to Sai

Saheb at about 7.30 a.m. and Sai Saheb told us to come again in the afternoon.

So we returned and I began the routine of the day. Upasani Bapusaheb Jog and I

read Panchadashi saw Sai Maharaj go out and attend the midday Aarathi.

Brahmananda Bai sang an Aarathi and a few Padas there. Bapusaheb Jog went today

to Kopargaon to get his pension so the Aarathi was finished soon. After the

midday meal, Bamangaonkar and I went to the Masjid. Kakasaheb Dixit was there.

Sai Saheb said that we might go tomorrow. Madhavrao Deshpande also came there.

Sai Saheb said that he had been considering long and thinking day and night.

All were thieves, but we had to deal with them. He said he prayed to God night

and day for their improvement or removal, but God delays and apparently does

not approve of the attitude and truant the prayer. He will wait for a month or

two and then see; but whether living or dead he will have what he has been

praying for. He

will not go to Teli or Wani, and never beg of them. People are not good and

devoted. They are unsettled in mind and so on. He added that a few friends

would gather together, talk divine wisdom, and sit and contemplate. He

mentioned a few thousand rupees but I do not remember in what connection he

said it. I then returned and we had the Ramayana Puran by Dixit. Later on we

went to see him come out for his stroll. He was in a pleased mood. Mr.

Rajarampant Dixit went away today to Khandwa. Upasani Shastri lost his wife.

The sad news came by letter. Dixit Madhavrao and I went to Upasani, condoled

with him and brought him to the Wada. Fakir Baba appears to have asked about my

going away and Sai Baba answered that I told him that I would go tomorrow. When

my wife spoke about my going, Sai Baba said that I did not ask for permission

personally, so he would not say. I happened to go there soon after and Sai Baba

said that I could not go away without taking five hundred rupees from Dada Bhat

and two hundred from someone else and making them all over to him. At night the

Wada Aarathi was a bit late as Bapusaheb jog had to return from Kopargaon.

Brahmananda Bai and Sivananda Shastri did Bhajan. So did Bhishma.

7th February 1912

I got up early, prayed and held our panchdashi class as usual. I did not go to

Sai Maharaj to ask for permission. We saw him go out and I went to the Masjid

after he returned. I found that Sai Maharaj was seating and in the yard a man

was exhibiting tricks taught by him to a monkey. There was also a professional

singer and dancer. She had a good voice and gave religious songs. Later on came

Brahmananda bai, her companion Salubai and Shivanand Shastri. They did the Pooja

and Brahmanandibai whom they call Maisaheb sang very beautifully. Sai Saheb

ordered the sinhasan &c &c to be brought and when all was arranged we stood at

our posts Mayisaheb again rendered two songs took so excellently that we stood

spell bound. I think Sai Saheb liked them. Then we did the usual Aarti and

returned for the

mid-day meal. Mayisaheb and her people fed at my lodging. After the meal

Bamangaonkar and mayisaheb with all her people went to Sai Saheb to ask for

permission to return. Mayisaheb and Salubai got the permission and went away by

cart. Shivanand Shastri and Bamangaonkar were detained by Sai Maharaj and

stayed. I lay down and had a good nap. Then Mr. Dixit Ramayana and after it I

read Dasabodha by myself. We all saw Sai Saheb have his evening stroll, and

after the Wada Aarathi we attended the Shej Aarathi. At night Bhishma read

Bhagawat and Mr. Dixit read Ramayana.

8th February 1912

I got up for Kakad Aarathi and after it began the routine of the day. Narayanrao

Bamangaonkar got permission to return. So he had something for delivery at

Amravati from my wife and actual left by tanga. Before he started, Ganpatrao,

the son of karbhari of my relation mutalik of Satara came with the customary

presents of sesamum for Til Sankarant. They consist of very artistically made

things out of sugar and sesamum. Balwant for the first time in these three

weeks ventured out as far as the Masjid and put his head on the feet of Sai

Maharaj. He has improved so far.

Ganpatrao wishes my son Balvant to go with him to Satara fir Rangpanchmi. I

referred him to Sai Saheb. The midday Aarathi went on as usual except towards

the end when Sai Saheb exhibited anger. We spent the afternoon as usual in

Dixit reading Ramayana and I reading to myself Dasbodha. We held our

Pandchadashi class also in the morning. We saw Sai Saheb at his evening stroll.

One Mr. Kulkarni has come here from Bombay. He has a laboratory there where he

tests ores &c. he said he saw me at Surat in 1907. We sat talking about olk

things. A night Bhishma had his Bhajan and Dixit read Ramayana.

9th February 1912

I got up as usual, prayed, and attended Panchdashi class. During it we saw Sai

Maharaj go out. After finishing the class I went to the Masjid. Sai Baba was in

very good mood. The young boy Kishya whom we call Pishya came there as usual. On

seeing him Sai Saheb said that Pishya was a Rohilla in his previous birth, that

he was a very good man that he prayed long and came as guest to Sai Saheb's

grandfather. The latter had a sister who used to live separate. That Sai Saheb

was a young boy himself then and playfully suggested that the Rohilla should

marry her. This was to be, and he did eventually marry her. The Rohilla lived

there with his wife for a long time and ultimately went away with her, nobody

knew where. He died and Sai Saheb put him into the womb of his present mother.

Pishya, he said, would

be very fortunate and the protector of thousands. The midday Aarathi passed off

as usual. During it Sai Saheb said something to Shivanand Shastri and made

signs. The Shastri unfortunately did not catch their import. Sai Saheb made

signs to Bapusaheb Jog also. Mr. Oke, pleader of Thana, is here. I asked him to

remember me to Baba Gupta and other friends.

10th February 1912

I attended Kakad Aarathi in the morning. Ganpatrao obtained permission this

morning to go to Satara with my son Balwant. Madhavrao Deshpande was with them

at the time. I, Bapusaheb Jog. Upasani, and Mrs. L. Kkaulgi, had our

Panchadashi class, and after it I went to the Masjid. Sai Baba was in a very

pleasant mood and said that his body had been severed from his legs, that he

can raise up the former, but not the latter. He said he had a fight with the

teli, that when he was young he raised money for family purposes and agreed to

serve the creditor to repay the debt, but he found he could not work; so he

applied marking Nut to his eyes and another irritant (Shar) to his body and

became ill. He was laid up for a year, but as soon as he recovered he worked

night and day and paid off the debt. He sat

talking very pleasantly, but towards the end of the midday Aarathi, began to

exhibit signs of impatience. Mr. Gadre pleader of Nasik is here.

11th February 1912

By the time I finished my prayer this morning I found Mr. Gadre up and sat

talking with him. He got permission to return and went back to Nasik. We saw

Sai Saheb go out and held our Panchadashi class with Upasani, Bapusaheb Jog,

and Mrs. L. Kaulgi. Mr. Lele, who is Revenue Inspector of Nasik District, also

attended the class. He appears a very nice man and Sai Maharaj likes him much.

I went to the Masjid as usual after Sai Baba returned and found many men

sitting there. They were mostly strangers. Among them was one of Akola Police,

who, on seeing me said that he had resigned his post and had taken service with

Govindrao Deshmukh, Barrister of Nagpur. After the midday Aarathi and meal I lay

down for a while and then attended the Puran of Ramayana by Dixit. Later on we

went to see Sai Baba at his evening stroll and meeting Mr. Lele there stood

talking

with him. In the evening there was the Wada Aarathi and, later on the

Shej-Aarathi, Bhishma's recital of Bhagvat and Mr. Dixit's Ramayana. Shivanand

Shastri did not get permission today to return.

13th February 1912

Mr. Dixit read Ramayana instead and then we went to the Masjid. Sai Maharaj gave

me Udi as soon as I stepped in. so I exclaimed that it was telling me to go

away. Thereupon he said, "Who tells you to go? Sit down". Then he sat talking

pleasantly and said that the cow now possessed by Mr. Dixit belonged originally

to Mhalaspathi. Then it went to Aurangabad; then to Jalna and has now come back

as the property of Mr. Dixit. God knows whose property it is. Looking at me he

said "no-body, which has firm faith in body, who has firm faith in God, wants

for anything". My wife and

others were there. We all saw him at his evening stroll. Then there was the Wada

Aarathi and later on Shej-Aarathi. At night Bhishma had his Bhajan and Mr. Dixit

read Ramayana. Sai Baba today both after the midday Aarathi and after the

Shej-Aarathi told me to go to Wada specially calling me by name.

14th February 1912

I got up early, attended the Kakad Aarathi and was very much struck by the fact

that Sai Baba on leaving the Chawadi mad e passes with his short stick towards

the East, North and South. Then he proceeded with hard words as usual. We held

our Panchadashi class as usual, saw Sai Baba go out and later on went to the

Masjid as usual. Sai Baba told two stories. One was that there was a traveler

who was accosted in the morning by a demon (Rakshasa). The traveler looked upon

it as a bad omen, but on proceeding further met two wells the sweet water of

which slaked his thirst. When he felt hungry, he met a husbandman who, on the

suggestion of his wife, supplied food. He saw a field ripe with corn and wished

to have Hurda. The owner of the field gave it to him. So the traveler felt happy

and proceeded merrily

smoking. In the forest through which he was passing he met a tiger, lost

courage, and hid himself in a cave. The tiger was very big and wandered about

him. Sai Baba happened to be passing that way, instilled courage into the

traveler, got him out and put him on his way, saying {the tiger would not hurt

unless you hurt him some way". The other story was that Sai Baba had four

brothers, one of who used to go out, beg, and bring cooked food, bread and

corn. His wife used to give out just enough for their father and mother, but

starved all the brothers. Sai Baba then got a contract brought the money home

and every one was supplied with food including the well-to-do brother. Later on

the brother got leprosy. Every one shunned him. The father turned him out. Then

Sai Baba used to feed him and see to his comforts. Ultimately the brother died.

The

10pt">midday Aarathi passed off as usual and after it we had our food and I had

some rest. Shivanand Shastri and Thakur of Vijaya Durga went away today. The

Vyahi of the local master invited all to a meal today. I declined, but all

others went. Sai Baba at the evening stroll asked why I did not go and I told

him the truth, that I could not manage tow meals in the course of one

afternoon. Sai Baba looked immersed in care, gazed steadily at the East and

West “go to the Wada." At night Bishma had are Bhajan and Dixit read Ramayana.

15th February 1912

I got up as usual, prayed, and held our panchadashi class with Upasani Shastri,

Bapusaheb Jog, and Mrs. Laxmibai Kaujalgi. We saw Sayin Saheb go out and

continued our class. After it I went to the Masjid as usual and sat listening

to what Sayin Saheb was saying. He was in a pleased mood and said that he had

labored very hard, had gone without food for month, fed on leaves of "Kala

Takal" Nimb and other trees. He said God was very good to him, for life never

became extinct though all flesh got wasted and bones appeared to be in danger

of crumbling away. The Midday Aarathi

passed off as usual and after it we returned for our meals. My wife and others

wished to go Kopargaon tomorrow for Shivarathri. Sayin Saheb thought it

unnecessary, but they persisted and ultimately got permission in a way. Today

after the noon Puran we held a class for paramamrit for the benefit of Dada

Kelkar. We did not progress much as it was the first day. We saw Sayin Maharaj

at his evening stroll and then after the Wada Aarathi attended the

Shej-Aarathi. Balasaheb attended it. He used to hold the Morchael (Peacock

tail) before it came to me. Balasaheb Bhate has made considerable progress.

BOW TO SHRI SAI - PEACE BE TO ALL

*****

SATHYAM SIVAM SUNDARAM - PART IV

The Life of the Divine Avatar Bhagawan Sri Sathya Sai Baba - [1973-1979]

N. Kasturi M.A., B.L.

I AND THOU

The fascination that draws the object to the subject is, if we may so name it, a

move in His strategy. Vivekananda said, "God is both, the subject and the

object. He is the 'I' and the 'Thou' (the Thwam and the Thath). How, then, are

we to know the Knower? The Knower cannot know Himself. The Atman, the Knower,

the Lord of all that exists, is the cause of all the vision that is the

universe, but it is not possible for Him to see Himself, know Himself, except

through a reflection. You cannot see your own face except in a mirror.

Similarly, the Atman cannot see Its own nature until It is reflected... The

perfect man, the avatar, is the highest reflection of that Being, Who is both,

subject and object. You now find why avatars are instinctively worshipped as

God in every country. They are the most perfect

manifestations of the Eternal Self. That is why men worship incarnations such as Christ and Buddha."

We are Sathyam, Sivam and Sundaram. The deep calls on the deep; the blue

responds to the blue. We see ourselves reflected best in Baba who is in fact,

the most sublime manifestation of Sathyam-Sivam-Sundaram. When we forget

ourselves and start wandering into the wilderness of falsehood and vice, He

comes, so that we may recognise our glory in Him.

Ed Fleure writes, "Baba's life is dedicated to the task of uplifting humanity,

to awaken us to our spiritual heritage and to give us courage and faith. Our

stay with Baba was a supreme bringing-up. Love is His greatest miracle. From

morning to night Baba is constantly giving to and serving others. It was

Maharajji who had kept enquiring, when we were leaving his ashram to go to

Baba. When at last Baba gave us leave to return, He blessed us, 'Be friends

with God.' Surely, this was a new style of blessing. Friends with God? How can

that be?

"When we came back to Maharajji, He gave me a Hindu name. And lo! It was the

name of a friend, companion and class fellow of Sri Krishna-Sudama. So I had to

practice the constant presence of God as my friend." This remark of Baba and its

actual confirmation by a saint in the Himalayas proves that Baba has no wish to

by-pass the form you might have accepted and adored. He could have renamed Ed

Himself, but He encouraged him to return to Maharajji, the guru he had 'found'.

But, since He knew that 'behaving as a friend' was the way for him, He saw to it

that the name selected for him by Maharajji

was Sudama. Of the nine paths mentioned by the sacred texts on Bhakti, the path

of Sakhya (friendship) is next only to the last and highest path of

Atma-Nevadan (self-surrender).

METHODOLOGY REVEALED

Once, when Baba was asked about His 'methodology', He said, "I have no

methodology or machinery or strategy in the accepted organizational sense. My

methodology is a simple one, based on conversion by love, and the machinery is

one of human co-operation and brotherhood. Love is My instrument and My

merchandise." He says that He can best be described as Prema Swarupa

(Embodiment of Love). What are called 'miracles' are fundamentally

manifestation of that love. It is love that prompts Him to speak to each seeker

in a language that he can understand - Swahili in East Africa and Adi to tribals

from Along. It is love that persuades Him to heal the physical and mental wounds

of man. It is love that illumines the darkness of our hearts and corrects the

crookedness of our habits and attitudes. The miraculous cures by Baba of

terminal diseases, and the saving of life in countless instances of accidents

and disasters, are all expressions of His love.

He materialises holy ash in order to arouse faith and gives gifts of rings or

lockets to protect the wearer. This He does out of overpowering compassion and

love. J. Jagathesan, the Malaysian devotee who is also the author of the book,

'Journey to God', writes, "The greatest miracle of all is His transformation of

the hearts of countless men and women to make them tread the path of godliness

and goodness. Agnostics now sing in praise of God, drunkards have turned from

searching for the spirit in the bottle to the Divine Spirit in man, drug

addicts who found transient escape and bliss in this 'modern' scourge of

mankind now seek the permanent bliss and peace that only God can give, and

millions of ordinary men and women who used to listlessly pray as a matter of

ritual or habit now find a new meaning, a

new dimension to their prayers - whomsoever they may pray to or to whichever

religion they may belong - for they are now convinced that God does exist, and

that His grace can be obtained through Bhakti, through Sathya, Dharma, Shanthi

and Prema and, most of all, through selfless and loving Seva to others,

regardless of race, religion, caste or colour, and without any thought of

reward." The love that He plants in all those who need Him (and who does not?)

reaps a huge harvest of humility, reverence, generosity, fraternity and

freedom.

COUSIN LOSING HIS MIND

Sandweiss speaks of a cousin of his, Jerry by name, who was a professor of

mathematics in the eastern States. "Looking at the question from a purely

mathematical standpoint, Jerry felt, it was indeed probable that an avatar

might presently exist, so he joined a group that was gong over to see Baba...

My cousin, during the first interview, asked Baba to produce something for him.

He had bought a cheap ring in Greece and was wearing it on his little finger. He

wanted Baba to transform this ring into something else. Baba declined. Jerry

felt let down... He

began to examine his own sanity... Baba called Jerry for an interview again the

next day. When he came out, Jerry was in an unusually bright and receptive

mood, his face radiant. Jerry, it seems, pleaded again with Baba to do

something with the ring and took it from his finger. Baba said that this was

not His wish. Jerry continued to plead. Finally, Baba took the ring in His

hand, blew on it, and returned to Jerry an altogether different ring, which,

needless to say, fitted his finger perfectly. This had obviously shaken him...

The transformation that the few minutes with Baba produced in Jerry was indeed

a greater miracle. A woman in the group asked for someone to help carry her

bags and Jerry spontaneously volunteered. 'I never do this,' he said, 'I must

be losing my mind!' "

The conquest of the mind is the consequence of years of Yogic Sadhana. Baba

says, "You are imprisoned in your ego. Though you should try to liberate

yourselves from this bondage quickly and safely, most of you do not seek from

Me the key to this liberation. You ask Me for trash and tinsel, petty little

cures and gains. Very few desire to get from Me the thing I have come to give -

liberation itself. Even among the few who seek liberation, only a minute

percentage sincerely sticks to the path of Sadhana and, from among them, only

an infinitesimal number succeed." Jerry had taken, after his exposure to Baba,

the first step in liberation from the prison of his ego.

Dr. Dhairyam, writes, "In the present world crisis of character, Bhagawan’s

grace will certainly act as a powerful catalyst. It will bring about a

transformation among the people of the earth who are presently so diverse in

spiritual development. Among those who are transformed, one finds nonbelievers,

escapists, drug addicts and agnostics, as well as highly evolved Sadhaks,

well-versed Vedic scholars, renowned scientists, artists, poets and pundits, as

also simple, ordinary folk who delight in His divine discourses. Bhagawan

accepts and welcomes them all as His children. He is compassionate to the

sinner, comforting to the distressed and a guide to the agnostic and the

confused, whom He leads by the hand into the realm of light."

AWAKENING DURING DREAMS

Dreams are also part of the Sai strategy. He has appeared in the dreams of many

who were unaware of Him and has drawn them to Himself. Karen Fromer Blanc

dreamt that a person with a huge crown of hair came to her and said, "Stay with

your Hilda.Hilda who?" she wondered. Five years later she discovered Hilda

Charlton, Baba's devotee. The discovery transformed her life. Now she has

written a book entitled 'Dear Hilda'!

John Prendergast of the California Institute of Asian Studies has written an

article 'Swami Dreams', focusing more on their instructional value and less on

the paranormal processes. He says, "The overall aspect of these

dream-experiences with Sai Baba is difficult to gauge, but my own relationship

with Baba has deepened immeasurably. I would characterise the primary influence

as being the opening of my spiritual heart, of beginning to balance the

intellect with the values of love and compassion. Between the spring of 1977

and 1979, Sai Baba has appeared to me during the dream-state nearly forty

times. These have profoundly affected my spiritual awakening and the quality of

my relationship with Him. Sai Baba has said that it is impossible to see Him in

dreams without His willing it. My own experience of

active guidance, chastisement, healing and ecstatic states conferred by Him

during the dream-state tends to confirm this. My relationship with Sai Baba is,

in fact, more intimate in the dream than in the waking state... As the

dream-state relationship grows and deepens, my own inner strength and

confidence grows and manifests itself in the waking state. In addition to this

effect of the dream-reality nurturing and supporting the waking reality, the

distinction between the two realities has softened. Increasingly the two blend,

so that dream-images rise in the waking mind like distant clouds."

Willie Kweku Ansah of Accra (Ghana), writes, "Soon after this (the Sathya

Sai Center’s invitation to devotees to enroll for a trip to Puttaparthi) I

started seeing Swami in my dreams. The first night I woke up with a rather

vague feeling that I should think of going to Puttaparthi. I discarded the

thought immediately. The next dream was more detailed and lengthy. I saw myself

in front of a tall building, which had protruding platforms on the first floor.

Bhagawan was on the ground floor and I was doing Namaskara At this time I did

not know that to dream of Bhagawan was a privilege and not an ordinary

occurrence. I dismissed the dream as my silly imagination. In my third dream I

saw only the face of Bhagawan for an instant or two. I was forced to wake up in

a sweat and with a clear command to go to Puttaparthi.

"I gave my name to the Planning Committee without an inkling of where the money

for the trip would come from. I need not have worried. Within the next few days

I made, through a friend, three times my normal annual income for no compelling

reason. So the matter was settled. All other arrangements went through without

a hitch. Need I also mention that some of the persons I traveled with I had

already seen in my dreams? We arrived at Puttaparthi on 21st November. The last

thing on my mind was my dreams. A friend decided to take a round of the prayer

hall, and as we made the turn, I stopped dead in my tracks. My friend asked

what the matter was and I uttered something incomprehensible to him. But what

had stopped me was the fact that my dream was staring me right in the face with

all its details - the

protruding platform, the architecture and the colors.

"One surprise followed another when private interviews were granted in a room on

the ground floor, and I did my Namaskar exactly where I had dreamt it. However,

all these surprises were nothing compared to what I experienced when I went to

bid farewell to Bhagawan. 'When are you coming again?' He asked. I was not

expecting the question, as the very thought of being so lucky as to come again

was far from my mind. I was, therefore, flushed, and in delighted confusion

blurted out that I did not know and that this time I came because I had had a

dream... Bhagawan interrupted in a tone, which seemed as if He was irritated; I

was accounting something He already knew. 'I know I know,' He said, and patted

my back. Patanjali in the Yoga Sutras (1,38) says that the aspirant gets

guidance through dreams, but even

he does not mention that the guru, if he is an avatar, can frame dreams for us

and figure in them himself, furnishing timely guidance."

A BOOK AND A JOURNEY

Baba says, "No one can come to Prashanthi Nilayam unless I call him." The dream

is one of the means He uses to draw people towards Himself. Lawrence Galante

from New York writes, "I enrolled at Hoftra University to study more of my

profession, Tai Chi, and the related philosophy. Then I awoke one morning from

a vivid dream. In this dream the

title of a book was clearly visible to me with the cover layout. It was

entitled, 'Sai Baba: Contemporary Mystic, Master and God'. Then it dawned upon

me, 'Why not? Why not write my thesis on contemporary mysticism and use Sai

Baba as my subject?' I cleared it with the university... I decided that I could

not write about Him unless I first saw Him and confirmed these miracles for

myself. I also realised that I might just go to Him and find out that He was a

fake. If so, I had reasoned, I could still write a thesis to expose a colossal

fraud. That would also do. (Baba says, 'Come, see, experience, examine and then

believe'). But how do I get to India? My bank account was nil. I turned to Sai

Baba and addressed Him saying, 'If you want

me to write this, then you must provide the money for me to get to India,

because I am broke. ' Within 48 hours, I received a Cheque in the mail for a

thousand dollars from the city of New York, a sum that was owed me for several

years and which I had been trying in vain for some time to collect... I

remained with Sai Baba for two months. Daily I observed him attending to the

multitudes that came to Him - healing the sick and materialising objects and

giving them away as gifts to devotees. Everything that Baba taught me was good

and all of His endeavors were beneficial. He also gave me permission to write

about Him, which is what I am doing now. Sai Baba does not work in secrecy. His

activities are an open book for all to witness and

draw their own conclusions from. Baba often says 'My Life is My Message.' I

pray, that I may receive more and more His message."

Baba has declared very often that He wills the dream as a means of communication

with the dreamer, in order to grant him courage, confidence and clarity of

thought.

Miss Occah Seapaul of Trinidad has also been directed by Baba to publish in a

book, her talks on His message to several groups of devotees on that West

Indian Island. Receiving His counsel in a dream is as mandatory as a personal

command. According to Aurobindo, "The avatar, or divinity, acts according to

another consciousness - the consciousness of the truth above and the Leela

below." Baba told Dr. M.S. Ramakrishna Rao of Vishakapatnam, when he enquired

about the authenticity of a dream in which Baba had rendered him the

clarification of a spiritual problem, "When I appear in a dream, it is to

communicate something to the individual. It is not a mere dream as is generally

known. Do not think that these incidents you experienced in your dream are

stretches of your imagination. I was giving answers thereby to all your

doubts."

H. Narayana Rao, while in bed in the intensive care cardiac unit at the K.E.M.

Hospital in Bombay, awaiting implantation of an artificial pacemaker, dreamt

that visitors were streaming into the ward. Among them was Baba, who stopped

near his bed and spoke in His soft, reassuring voice, "My son! I know how much

you are worried about the artificial pacemaker and the operation. Do not worry

in the least. From now on your pulse will gradually improve. Count the days

from today, and on the eleventh day, which will be Saturday the 17th, you can

go home." And in spite of the doctors putting forward various other proposals,

he was discharged exactly on the 17th, with his heart quite normal.

PROPER-TIES

When I read a letter from Professor Kausal of Kurukshetra in which he had

mentioned that he had resigned his job after being advised by Baba in a dream

to do so, I was reminded of another devotee who withdrew a petition he had

filed in a civil court. His claim to some property was so strong that he fought

his rival through all the labyrinths of law, in spite of all the tension

involved and the massive sums of money he had to spend. The suit had possessed

him and he was refusing to reconsider. But Baba appeared in his dream and

ordered him to give up his mislaid attachment. "Properties are not

proper-ties," said Baba with a strange emphasis. Kausal writes, "The dreams are

effective, vivid, personal and peace-giving. I cannot brush them aside,

especially since Baba later confirms them and continues the

advice He vouchsafes during the dream-session."

Baba urges people by means of dream-appearances to come to His presence. He

smoothens the difficulties that deter them from undertaking the journey and

encourages them to enter the spiritual path towards self-realisation We have

already seen this stratagem of His love in the accounts given by Willie Ansah

of Accra and Lawrence Galante of

New York.

Dr. Sandweiss writes of another interesting instance of Baba's compassion: "Lila

and I were discussing Sai Baba, and she became intrigued. She read a book about

Him and began to consider the possibility of meeting Him herself. She was then

deeply in debt and there seemed to be no feasible way for her to get the money

to go to India. Her husband, Homer, an inventor, had no steady income at that

time and had not been able to sell an invention in over five years. Yet, as

highly unrealistic as the trip did seem, she made plans to go and obtained her

vaccination certificate and passport. Then some strange things began to happen.

One day, feeling particularly depressed, she had an unusual dream in which Baba

appeared, His eyes twinkling with fun. Soon afterwards, Homer hit upon an

invention. After a swift and improbable chain of events, some people became

interested in it and his financial position suddenly and quite unexpectedly

improved - the first time in years that this had happened. Lila now had enough

money for the trip just a week before takeoff, and being completely prepared,

she found herself jubilantly boarding the plane with us."

It is beyond doubt that Baba plans, designs and structures the dreams through

which He initiates or deepens His impact on people. Ponder over another

incident related by Dr. Sandweiss, involving Jeff from California.

Dr. Sandweiss writes, "In the interview room where we all sat, Baba was smiling

and rocking back and forth blissfully. He turned to Jeff, the fellow next to

me, and said casually, 'I've come to you twice in dreams.' Now, as a

psychiatrist, I have certainly never heard of a colleague talking this way to a

patient. Psychiatrists deal with dreams all the time; but to say, 'I've come to

you twice in dream' would be somewhat disconcerting for the average patient...

Baba began to describe and interpret one of Jeff's dreams and it became quite

evident to me that He had in some way fashioned the psychic experience of this

man, had actually created dreams for him and visited him in another dimension

of reality. Everything that Baba said was confirmed by Jeff. Here was the

greatest psychiatrist I had ever

seen!"

Sri Jagathesan once asked Baba towards the end of an interview with Him,

"Bhagawan! Why don't you ever come in my dreams?Baba", he writes, "bent down

lovingly and replied, 'Okay from now on I will come in your dreams on

Wednesdays.' I regard Tuesday as a holy day because a Vibhuti-materialisation

from His picture in my house first occurred on Tuesday, 8th June 1976.

Recognising this, Baba laughed, and without my asking amended His statement the

next moment. 'No, No! Tuesdays, eh?' and on Tuesdays the dream brings Baba into

his view as an unfailing gift of

grace.

Once, during a visit to Brindavan (Whitefield) along with Dr. Sandweiss, Elsie

Cowan excitedly knocked at his room very early one morning saying, "I am

feeling very close to Walter this morning." When Walter had cast off his mortal

coil at Tustin, California, Baba had telegraphed to Elsie, "Walter arrived here

in good shape." Elsie told Sandweiss, "I feel that

Baba and Walter have paid me a special visit. I have been wide awake since six

o'clock and full of energy." When both of them reached Prashanthi Nilayam that

evening, Baba called them in along with a few others and, in the midst of the

conversation; He suddenly said to Elsie, "Walter and I paid you a visit this

morning.Yes, Yes!" said Elsie, "At six o'clock I felt so filled.No, five

minutes to six!" He corrected her. And Sandweiss adds, "I began to see Baba

less as an omnipresent controller of great forces than as a

manifestation of pure love. Clearly, His love for His devotees motivates His actions."

Baba has often said that being in this body, as distinct from the 'Shirdi' body,

He feels it is not enough if a few needy humans get spiritual guidance from Him:

"It is necessary to draw all and sundry and provide them with succor and

sustenance. I must give them what they want until they begin to want what the

Avatar has come to give." Shirdi Baba appeared in dreams to give warnings and

counsel; He spoke in symbols and veiled phrases; He helped solve mundane

problems and personal tangles; He invited to Dwarakamayi, through mysterious

intimations, Sadhaks and service-oriented souls, suffering and

suspicion-afflicted persons, and awakened their latent, inner urge towards

self-realisation by a mere look, a touch, a smile or a pinch of sacred ash.

This same strategy is unfolding on an even grander scale

in the Sathya Sai era. Now the world has to be awakened and shaken out of its

arrogance and schizophrenia by revelations of truth and declarations of love.

While in 'Shirdi' form, the declaration of being an avatar was made in the

comparative privacy of conversation. In the Sathya Sai manifestation, the

declaration that He is all the names and forms through which mankind has adored

God down the centuries, was made at a World Conference in Bombay before

twenty-five thousand listeners, and many times subsequently, when hundreds of

thousands were present. Through films, tapes, books and oral testimony, the

uniqueness of this Divine Phenomenon and His wisdom, power, love and compassion

are drawing increasing love and adoration, which has united millions into one

ever-growing family of mankind.

PRIDE PUNISHED

Arthur Osborne once said that Shirdi Sai Baba was 'incredible'. Dr. S.

Bhagavantham announced that Sathya Sai Baba is 'inexplicable'. I have to

conclude that He is 'inscrutable', for He is the very embodiment of the

Divinity described in the following story from the Upanishads, revealing its

glory and power.

The Universal Absolute, Brahman, conferred victory on the gods in their war

against the demons. The gods were saved from thraldom and became mighty once

again. But in their pride they ascribed their success to themselves; they

traced it to their own prowess. To make them aware of their dependence on the

Source of all power and wisdom, it appeared before them as a pillar of light,

even while they were celebrating their victory in drink and dance, revelry and

rejoicing. Noticing this strange Phenomenon, the gods were curious to know what

it was and why it was interrupting their noisy spree. They sent the god of fire,

Agni, to investigate it and report. The Phenomenon accosted the god who replied,

"I am Agni. I can burn all things that come in contact with me." The Phenomenon

invited him to burn a tiny

stalk of dry grass, which It placed before him. But however forcefully and

gigantically he fell upon it, he could not burn it. So he returned to the

gathering of gods, crestfallen and humiliated. The god of wind, Vayu, next

ventured to challenge the Phenomenon to reveal its identity and its intentions.

He, too, had to eat his boastful words, foiled by the blade of grass. Indra, the

lord of the gods, was incensed by the overwhelming powers of this column of

light, but he, too, had to swallow his pride and realise that a god as feeble

as he had no right to confront that mighty Source of Glory.

Baba had declared even in His teens, "Not only today, but at any time hereafter,

it will be beyond the capacity of anyone, however hard he may try and by

whatever means, to assess My true nature." Critics and commentators do not

realise that in the realm of the sacred, any explanation is a limitation, a

hesitation, and desecration.

THE HALO

Scholars and scientists, isolated in their conceit, have for over four decades

set out to expose Him as a fraud, a juggler and a trickster, but failed to

tarnish even the hem of His robe. In this age, when the senses are the final

criteria of knowledge, when passion rules the brain and prejudice pollutes the

mind, a phenomenon shedding light, showering love and embodying truth

automatically becomes a target for doubt, suspicion and denigration. Every

wayward preacher comes to find in Him a challenge that he is powerless to

understand and accept. He is an unpleasant and unwelcome reminder to the

half-baked persons who are disembogued by modern universities, of the

inadequacy of the intellect and the infirmity of the senses. How else are we to

interpret the presumptuous assertion that the "halo around

Baba rests entirely on the miraculous production of material objects which

appeal to, and excite the wonder of, credulous people"?

Let Shri M. Rasgotra explain to us what that halo rests on: "We all emerge from

the encounter with Baba in interview, exalted and radiant, as if Baba has

stripped us of our motley cloaks full of patches, and fitted us out in love's

pure raiment for a fresh journey towards a new destination. The transformation

begins almost at the first moment of contact, and the process of ceaseless and

irresistible uplift never slackens thereafter."

Shri B. Ramanand, while describing a wedding that was celebrated at Prashanthi

Nilayam during which he had witnessed Baba for the first time, writes, "In five

minutes we felt He was one of us; He talked to us as if He had known us

intimately all along. This intense humanness, this wonderful camaraderie He has

for all persons whom He meets, this remarkable quality of being one with the

people around Him, this superabundance of good humour, joy, love and affection

to all, made a powerful impact on me."

Baba says that His much-debated miracles are as insignificant before His true

purpose as a mosquito when compared to the mighty elephant. We pay homage to

Baba recognising the waves of gratitude that surge around His feet from hearts

reinforced by the impact of His love, minds cleansed by the splendor of His

grace, intellects made healthy and wholesome by imbibing His wisdom and bodies

strengthened and straightened by the inflow of His compassion.

Richard Bock of Los Angeles, who was advised by Ravi Shankar and Indra Devi to

approach Baba in the spirit of a pupil going to a guru, writes, "I remember

going through a period when I wore a Japa Mala (rosary) with 108 beads, as a

sort of badge. Baba came over to me, looked at it and said, 'It's heavy for

Om.' He meant that I was showing off. So, I realised, it was nonsense. Like

everybody else I did Namasthe when Baba came into the room. He came over and

hit my hands, saying, 'Jhootha Bhakti'. When I found out later that it meant

'false devotion', I realised that I didn't know what I was

doing. What He was getting across was that until you feel it in your heart,

don't go through a ritual. The next thing was that everybody wanted to touch

His feet, so I figured that was something I, too, should do. When I tried to

touch His feet, He said, 'No'. I realised, then, that I was doing it because

every body else was doing it, that I myself didn't have any inner motivation at

that moment to touch His feet."

I WANT YOU

Like the Upanishadic god of fire, Arnold Schulman, too, belittled the Sai

Phenomenon, in spite of a tour of India that included a visit to Brindavan and

a few minutes with Baba. That experience was enough for him to conclude - and

be happy in the discovery - that mystics in India were clever exploiters, and

their disciples’

ordinary 'psychopathic compulsives'. Baba has declared, "Those who deny Me are

blinded by ignorance or pride, so they need even more compassion and grace.

Those who stay away, I shall beckon back." Baba, from whom nothing can be

hidden and for whom nobody is distant, became aware of this blinkered tourist's

belief. Schulman was mysteriously 'possessed' by an idea - to write a book on

Baba - which he tried his best to explain away, circumvent, rationalise and

deny; still it would not leave him alone. He told himself that it was insane,

impracticable and impossible, but it refused to loosen its hold on him,

persisting in its emphasis. Three months later, when he was able to secure an

interview, Baba told him, "I asked you to write the book not because I wanted

your book. The book is publicity. I don't need publicity. I wanted you, you,

you!" And He sent him back to

10pt">America, wiser and happier, the veil of supercilious ignorance regarding

mystics and their disciples removed from his now clearer vision.

Like the Upanishadic god of wind, Samuel H. Sandweiss, MD., renowned

psychiatrist, proceeded towards the Phenomenon in full confidence that he could

easily prick the bubble of its bombastic magnificence. He writes, " I would go

as a scientist to study and understand the psychological realities of a

situation shrouded in mysticism, only to prove that miracles do not exist."

Sandweiss approached the Sai Phenomenon and soon returned like the god Vayu, to

his companions who were drinking and dancing, unaware of the reality which was

directing their destiny. Sandweiss had decided to meet Baba when he heard

extraordinary stories about Him from Indra Devi, to whom he had gone for

consultations regarding Yoga. Baba, even when physically present at Prashanthi

Nilayam or Brindavan, arouses ardor and yearning,

awakens curiosity and interest, stimulates thirst and restlessness, assures

comfort and cure and alerts and admonishes in dreams and through visions. Each

one who moves to His presence with hope and confidence has a story to tell,

each more fascinating and reassuring than the other.

Pardon me if I present myself, as the insolent Indra who, in 1948, was too

impertinent to put up with the 'miracles' of Baba, yet was too curious to

tolerate Him without a personal examination. I was then famous in the

Kannada-speaking region of India - the state of Karnataka - as a humour writer,

and I had a large reading public admiring me as the Stephen Leacock of that

language. I then aimed my humour at Baba, 'the Phenomenon'. The word Sai in

Kannada means 'die' - it is expletive, a command to extinguish life. "How can a

person calling on us to

address him as Sai be adored in Karnataka?" I quipped. Besides, I had gulped,

without discerning, the dictum spread by the monks of the Ramakrishna Mission

that the performance of miracles is a very unspiritual exercise, which drags

the Sadhak into the depths of worldliness. So I hastened towards Baba in the

hope that he could be exposed and explained. Like Indra, I returned after the

encounter with my prejudices corrected, my myopia cured and my pride

pulverized. I am engaged ever since in enthusing all people to follow the

message of Baba and in adoring Him as the savior of mankind. Those who venture

to defy or deny Him, ultimately return to remain in His presence with folded

hands and supple minds, meditating on His form, reciting His name and elevating

themselves to divinity.

THE DOCUMENTARY

When Arnold Schulman heard himself ask Baba, "Are you God?" Baba replied, "How

can an ant measure the depth of the ocean or a fish discover the truth of the

sky?" This answer stuns our reason dumb. But every act of Baba does the same.

After thirty-one years of having known Him, I feel that to doubt the

authenticity of the following experience of Indra Devi is a sacrilege to Sai:

"I looked up at the picture of Bhagawan and prayed, 'Bhagawan, please take me

to Puttaparthi for your birthday.' Two days later, a young man who had come to

the Sai Centre at Tecate, phoned, 'Mataji, could you go to India tomorrow if

Warner Bros. pay your trip? They want Baba's permission to make a documentary

film on His life.' “She was met at the airport by someone from the company.

When she came to

Prashanthi Nilayam with the proposal, I felt elated at the prospect of the film.

She was very much there during the Birthday festival and she carried Baba's

response to the request back home. But when she contracted Warner Bros., who

had arranged and paid for her trip, "No one knew me there," she writes, "nor

about the trip, nor the film, nor Bhagawan. The red-faced executive told me

that he would investigate and let me know. Years have passed and I am still

waiting to hear what he has to tell me from his inquiry!"

Muriel Engle writes from San Diego on the Pacific Coast: "Ruth has a teaching job in

Mexico. She is busy going back and forth. She attends Bhajans on Thursdays at

Santa Barbara, but is still a skeptic. Her health problems have been tormenting

her since long. She has bouts of extreme pain for several days at a stretch. One

evening in her little room she suffered from terrible pain, and in her desperate

agony she was crying out, 'Oh is there someone to help me? Anyone? Why am I

suffering this? What shall I do? Oh, help!' "

Suddenly she felt a gentle touch on her arm. She stopped shouting and, as she

turned, there stood Baba beside her bed, "Don't shout so," He said, "I am

always here." Then, He disappeared. And along with Him the pain, too, had gone.

This is another instance of His omnipresence.

Baba says,

"There is only one God and He is omnipresent. He has no favorite dwelling place

or chosen followers or special groups of devotees. Call - He answers, He

manifests, He blesses."

Letters to Him

Professor S. Bashiruddin of the Osmania University, while driving down with Baba

from Ooty, in the Nilgiri Hills, asked, "Swami, if a devotee sends a letter or a

telegram to Your Bangalore address but You happen to be at Ooty, Bombay or any

other place, would it be redirected to You if it is marked 'Urgent'?" Baba

answered, "A letter or a telegram is a mere carbon copy. If the thought in the

letter or telegram is sincere, it need not be delivered to Me. The moment the

thought is shaped in a devotee's mind it reaches Me, and the necessary guidance

is transmitted."

When a few university men belonging to a blatantly propagandist and rationalist

association, wrote to Baba insisting on an examination of His credentials, Baba

said,

"Sai is not a subject for a university examination; He is an object for universal examination."

Joel Roydon had no respect for Baba, who was worshipped by his wife. So he

astonished his friends when he announced that he was flying to India with her

to meet 'the wild-haired character'. When asked what he proposed to ask Baba

for, he jocularly replied that he would ask for a rainbow in the sky. "No

magician can ever pull a rainbow out of his sleeves," he jested. When he

reached Puttaparthi and sat on a rock atop the hill to enjoy a smoke, "We saw a

rainbow go straight up the eastern sky," Joel writes, "never curving, and within

seconds it had

reached its peak. As quickly as it grew, it dissolved itself, from the bottom

up!" Next, when he was called by Baba for an interview, the question with which

Joel was greeted was, "So, how did you like the rainbow?"

Aldous Huxley says, "The divine mind may choose to communicate with finite minds

either by manipulating the world of men and things in ways which the particular

mind to be reached at that moment will find meaningful, or else there may be

direct communication by something resembling thought transference." Denise (Sai

Vahini) Eversole wrote in the daily paper, Movement, in California, about her

visit to a Sathya Sai Baba shrine in South India: "Vibhuthi pours from Baba's

photographs, and two small, enamel medallions of Baba exude jasmine-scented

sweet nectar called Amrita. A large jar daily fills up with this syrup, and the

photographs are scraped clear. Both these manifestations of Baba's grace are

given freely to all visitors. We received large containers of each, and watched

carefully as more, and yet more, Vibhutti and Amrita formed and poured from the

blessed objects... Nearby the Cauvery River

FONT-SIZE: 10pt">, a short walk from the temple leads one to a pair of stone

feet. From the feet oozes oil with the most enchanting fragrance. This we wiped

on our scarves and kerchiefs and whatever else we had, and watched as more oil

oozed up from between the toes. It was my fourth visit to this shrine, but I

never tire of witnessing these evidences of God's omnipotence."

CONTINUED…

With Sai love from Sai brother M. Palaniswamy

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