A Good Doctor

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While in Madras one day, Maharajji said, “I want to show my eyes to a good doctor. Who is a good doctor here?” I told him that there was a specialist nearby. Maharajji said, “All right. I’ll show my eyes to him.” That evening I found that this doctor was out of town, so I… Read more »

“Mother from America!”

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In the words of Dada, “We all think we are chasing the guru, but really, you see, he is chasing us.” All I knew about the hardships of India made me sure I didn’t want to go there, yet in October of 1971 I found myself at JFK Airport with two friends, waiting to board… Read more »


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Maharaji’s appearance had a childlike innocence. He welcomed people openly, and they in turn talked freely with him. If someone requested Baba to speak, he would feign ignorance and say he didn’t know anything; he directed his words to individuals rather than groups. Likewise, displays of knowledge or oratory did not impress Baba, who said… Read more »

Being at Home

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I was sitting for several months in Buddhist meditation in Bodh Gaya. About two-thirds of the way through the second month, this funny-looking little man started to appear in the upper-right-hand corner of my awareness. Every so often he’d smile. I wondered who he was and just watched him come and go. Later I began… Read more »