Spiritualism - An Indian Experience
Spiritualism holds a prominent place in my world. Since India has
held an important place in the world as a center for spiritualism,
personal enlightenment and meditation for many centuries, it seemed
a natural place for me to enhance my own quest for spiritualism.
I finally made plans to take my son, daughter and a friend, Steve
in search of our own answers to our spiritual questions. We were set
to visit a spiritual master, Sri Satya Sai Babba (His holiness, Truth
Divine Father) at his Ashram.
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A meeting with Sai Babba
After speaking with some experienced Sai Babba devotes, I was
told to have one clear spiritually pure question in my mind,
then to silently wait for the answer. Easy, I thought.
I attended an hour of spiritual preparation for Sai Babba's
presence in the setting of his Mandir, a place where thousands
of people sit in anticipation that Sai Babba will emerge and
walk amongst them that they can receive his blessing.
I centered myself, a way of preparing myself for this spiritual
event. Aware of all the brain chatter in my head, I had given
up my intention of using telepathy to ask my question. I resigned
myself to give up on the quest for my brains answers to my life's
purpose.
A few minutes later I was shocked to see everyone looking almost
straight at me in awe Sri Satya Sai Babba was standing over
my son and I. In my mastery of language, emotion and thought
control, I managed, pointing to my son, to spit out; "This is
my Son" to which he answered, "Yes, I know" as he began to walk
away.
I knew it! The one chance to impress and all I could manage
was "This is my son", such as obvious statement! Then, to my
horror and astonishment, I heard from the depths of my soul;
"Who are you really". I had challenged Sai Babba.
There was a quiet, almost sterile feeling as I looked toward
the orange-robed figure. He was about maybe 15 feet away from
me. Notice that I had not uttered this challenge verbally, I
had only used 'telepathy' from the middle of my body. It was
if the whole world stopped, there was not a hint or a breath
of noise in the entire universe, my whole body was weightless
and still. My eyes wide open with what might befall me now that
I have questioned the Master - God - his holiness, the Creator.
I sat awaiting his response to this challenge.
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