16 May 2012
May 16, 2012

Maharaji and the Woman in the Hospital


At a bhandara around 2001, I met a woman who had come for the first time. Some years ago a copy of Be Here Now had fallen into her hands, and after reading it she knew Maharaji was her guru.

She lived in the rural midwest and had never had contact with any of Maharaji’s devotees. As far as she knew American devotees were a small group of disconnected people. Lacking satsang, she honored Maharaji in her own way.

Stoic Maharaji

Some years later she developed brain cancer. Doctors at the hospital told her that odds of surviving the surgery were 50/50, perhaps less.

She was told to “get her house in order.” After surgery she remained in a drug-induced coma for several weeks in order to let her brain heal.

When she woke up a nurse came to her and asked her of which faith her father was. She told the nurse that both of her parents had been dead for many years.

The nurse asked, “So maybe he is a Rabbi or something like that?” The woman was baffled. As far as she knew, nobody other than her doctor even knew she was in the hospital.

Then nurse called over several physicians who described to the woman a visitor who’d been at her bedside after her surgery.

He was heavyset, bald and wore a “long white dress” and had a blanket over his shoulders.

The doctors told her that the strange man had sat by her side for several weeks holding her hand and seemed to be there twenty-four hours a day.

Only when woman had began to regain consciousness did the man with the blanket finally get up and walk away. She had a small picture of Maharaji copied from Be Here Now stashed away with her personal affects in the night table and when she showed it to the doctors, they all agreed that it the man in the photo was the same one that had sat by her side and held her hand.

A few years later while I was In India I heard that the woman’s cancer had come back. One of Maharajis old devotees was married to a lady who ran a naturopathic hospital in Delhi that was said to have success in treating “untreatable” illnesses. He said the lady was welcome to come to the hospital and get free treatment. A few days later several of Maharaji’s devotees pooled together enough money to buy the woman a round trip ticket to India. When I phoned her to offer her the ticket and the invitation to stay at the hospital, she quietly thanked me, but said she was ready to die. “I have Maharaji’s grace, and that’s enough.”

Submitted by Keshavaji

Originally posted by Maharajji.com.

  • cindee33

    Thanks, that was a very nice story

  • Indra Starshine Giese

    Always! Baba’s grace is all that is needed

    • Indra Starshine Giese

      Jai Gurudev…thank you for all you do & thank you for taking care of our precious Ram Dass…Hari Ram

  • Karen A. Trujillo

    Thank you for the story. I, too, had never been been to India to be w/ Majarajji, but have felt presence and have had visible signs, at times, since his Mahasamadhi. To me, he is my guru..my grandpa…maybe other lifetimes…lineage.. just as real to me had I had been w/ him around the “Be Here Now” days. I had held a photo to my dying uncle’s eyes, as he was taking his final breaths of life, and told him that Baba would be there when he left us,and to ” look for him”, He looked at the photo. The doctor came in at that moment & sat on the other side of the bed (hospital). holding my hand from across the bed. When my uncle passed, a light filled the room that had not been there before, and with it, an undescribable knowing that Maharajji had him ” under his blanket “. Peace…would like to add that there was something about the doctor, as well. I can’t describe it, as, the memory of him to this day, wants for tears.(?)

  • Richard

    Is there proof that the woman who told the story (or the person who wrote this blog post) is telling the truth?

    How do we know that someone is not just making this story up, knowing that many people will want to believe it?

    I’m not accusing anyone of lying, but this story offers no proof.

    • caleb dickerson

      I would say that you would have to feel the gurus grace in order to know. Then you would need no proof because there is nothing to prove. Where would be if we worked our entire lives to try and prove babajis miracles? Not Here, Be Here Now.