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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