28 Aug 2013
August 28, 2013

A Story from Krishna Das

It is the soft time of evening. On Dada’s porch we listen to the sounds that attend the approaching night: people speak­ing softly as they pass along the roadway, children’s laughter, dogs barking, a baby crying and being comforted; in nearby houses kitchen sounds—of pots being moved, water being poured. We sit with our cups.. read more →

21 Aug 2013
August 21, 2013

Maharaji and the Flowers

On October 12, 1974, a holiday, I went out to a bookshop about twelve o’clock. My mother, my auntie, my brother, all were sitting on the porch. About one o’clock I returned and went through Babaji’s room to go to my own. I found that the picture of Maharajji’s feet that was always kept on.. read more →

14 Aug 2013
August 14, 2013

The Pot is Full

Babaji would sometimes wax eloquent while talking about contentment in life: “The real contentment comes only when there is no desire, no hankering in your mind for anything. How can you say that you have got everything and do not want anything more when you are holding an empty vessel in your hand? You might.. read more →

31 Jul 2013
July 31, 2013

Baba Keeps His Word to a Child

This event happened during the Second World War. Chandra Shekar Pande, S.D.O, M.E.S, was very worried about his wife. She had fever for a long time and was now so emaciated that she was close to death. He sent a telegraph to his father-in law, Motiram who lived in Anupshahar. The elderly Motirarn was very.. read more →

24 Jul 2013
July 24, 2013

How do I Know?

Someone recently asked me what it was like to be around Maharaji. As a child, all I remember was that it was great fun. As I replay those meetings in my mind, I feel differently today – here was a man who did not look like any other sadhu that I had seen or met;.. read more →

17 Jul 2013
July 17, 2013

You Have to Sacrifice Something

Once a Mother came to Maharaji and said, “Maharaji, you always talk about worldly things – how many children, how much education, which job, how much money. Why don’t you teach us about Brahm (the Formless)?” Maharaji said, “Okay, I’ll teach you.” The mother went off to do her work at Kainchi, and when it.. read more →

10 Jul 2013
July 10, 2013

God Plays the Lila

In my youth I had taken a vow not to get married, from the day my aunt, who had raised me, died. My family tried to get me married, but I was adamant. When I was between the ages of twenty-five and thirty, Maharaji would tell me not to get married and told people that.. read more →

03 Jul 2013
July 3, 2013

Seeing the Divine in the Human

One morning Babaji was in his small room in Kainchi. A sadhu with a half-dozen of his disciples came for Baba’s darshan. I took them to his room. After they had taken their seat, Babaji said, “This is Mahant Digvijaynath, a great saint. Bow at his feet.” When another person came, Babaji made him bow.. read more →

26 Jun 2013
June 26, 2013

The Touch of Grace

One day in 1968 Maharaji sent word that a group of nine of us would go for a ride in the Land Rover. After one stop at an apple orchard, we went up into the mountains to a rest house owned by the forestry service. The servants there obviously were expecting us and were delighted.. read more →

12 Jun 2013
June 12, 2013

A Quiet Mind

“Meditation is good, one can attain a pure mind by one-pointedness and detachment. Meditate upon one point and you will know God.” – Maharaji  Maharaji would sometimes say, “What do I know? England is so far off.” But sometimes he’d talk of England as if he’d been there. M asked him for a portion of.. read more →