Sri.Sri. Mohanji, my sincere apologies to you for doubting you, as I write this for the sake of spiritual seekers across the world. Perhaps those who understand my mind will find the right answers and happiness. Many of you may have experienced the same thoughts. Those who stay with the superficial can’t be helped anyway. I request Mohanji’s team to kindly publish this, if you choose, without disclosing my name.

Even now, I am surprised that I am doing this. I am generally a skeptical person. I am inspired by people like Ms. Sabrina Mr. Zoran and Ms.Palak Mehta who are bold enough to share their intimate life and the transformation that happened to them in the presence of Mohanji using their own name. I admit that many of us do not have your guts or conviction when it comes to Faith. I often feel that I am a pseudo spiritualist who only takes from everyone, and never gives. In fact many of the seekers of the world are like me. We live in a fake world with fake people. We are all here to take something from saints without wanting to give anything back to anyone. We are generally selfish people with a few exceptions.

I am a rational man and never quite believed in God at most times of my life. I never quite believed in spiritual people as well because I considered that the God men who live in or visit our Delhi area are either criminals in disguise or con-men to power brokers for politicians. I believe we are not exposed to real saints who need nothing from us or at least they do not come to our part of the earth. Perhaps there are some real ones in isolated places. This is not about scriptural knowledge, this is about the true stature of the saint.

I have always been skeptical about the whole Hindu religious structure with its multiple gods, many rituals and also because I was deeply disturbed by the class divides based on the caste system within Hindu life, which I strongly believe is held intact by politicians for the sake of votes. When I was doing my engineering, I realized that in addition to hard work, if one wants to be successful career-wise in India, one has to be born into certain specific castes. In a way, this divide has still left a scar in my mind. I strongly hate discrimination. The worthy should be honored.

Thus disturbed, I decided to explore Christianity. I became part of a Christian group. However, as I became regular with them, what I saw were the clear apparent classes of the rich and the poor. The priests befriended me only for one reason – conversion. And I saw how they subtly manipulate our insecurities. Everyone approaching the places of worship is in some kind of trouble. They become fair game for conversion. They are either brought in by “agents”, whose deep display of benevolence is usually well appreciated by the depressed. They are also deluded in believing they have reached heaven and will not be discriminated anymore. Soon, after conversion, they are no longer needed by anyone. To stay in favor, they must bring more people for conversion. I also understood that conversions were associated with head counts and votes. Votes mean power. Position, power, manipulation… thus goes the story.

I believed that Hindu system and Saints lack unity. Each saint isolates himself in self-created comfort zones. They fight wars with other saints. Thus, they maintain the class difference. After having seen it all, I decided that being neutral and aloof with respect to this mad world of religion was the right way of life. Spirituality is certainly good. Religion is not. Religion only amounts to divisions. Thus I had stopped searching and I was quite content with myself and all my deficiencies.Then one of my colleagues introduced me to the name Mohanji. I spontaneously Googled and discovered he is reasonably famous abroad though little known in India. My first thought was that perhaps he lacked a PR company to support him!

When I first saw the picture of Mohanji, I was as usual quite skeptical. Another Guru! These guys are doing it for the money. Guru-dom is big business these days. I had approached many gurus during my college days and had paid huge bills for some group courses which changed nothing inside! I was not the least bit interested in Mohanji because I was reasonably prejudiced about Gurus in general! Our media always makes it a point to scandalize Hindu gurus for political gains. Then, I happened to come across Mohanji’s blog The Path of Pathlessness. I felt a lot of genuineness in his words and I got many answers. The next blog I read was The Power of Losing. I also found that quite interesting and genuine, as we have been indoctrinated to win! Thus, I read more and more, and gradually moved into the Mohanji Consciousness. After a few months of reading and digesting, I decided to attend his next program in Delhi. I waited. After a few months of waiting, he came. I attended his program. I was eager to hear him talk and interact. My mind still held some skepticism. I asked a few questions and his answers were straight and no-nonsense. In a way I liked it. He was definitely not trying to impress. He seemed to have his own experiences from where he was deriving the knowledge. There was no quoting of scriptures, no blaming other religions and there was no nonsense. He just said everything in a matter of fact way and left the place without any ceremonies.

He seemed genuine. I chatted with one young lady clicking away at Mohanji with her camera, which he did not seem to notice, and asked her – What attracts you to Mohanji? She said, “He is genuine. He is fearless. He genuinely cares without expectations. He is totally unconditional.” Later, as I chatted with another person, I learned much more about Mohanji than what we could glean from the blogs. He is married to a foreigner, he has a baby daughter, he has a corporate job, he earns his livelihood through work, he calls a spade a spade. He has even angered some of his close followers by telling them bitter truths about themselves or scolding them out of love. If he is bold and cares about truth more than relationship, then he is genuine. I always loved people who were truthful and straight. If he is so truthful, then he is definitely needed in today’s world of pseudo spirituality. The world needs Mohanji.

Thus, my first meeting with him, of course from a distance, became a good memory and I developed the urge to be with him and associate with his movement. I found his team were mostly youngsters and they loved him as a father, brother, close friend with whom you can share anything and everything, or as a guide more than a guru. There was a sense of family-ship within Mohanji’s group. No hierarchical feeling. Moreover, Mohanji is on social networks such as Facebook, he takes calls, he answers mails himself, he is available to people without fees or barriers. He has no inhibitions, fears or apparent taboos. He encourages people to do dharmic business and feed the poor. He is concerned about cruelty against animals. He is against female feticide. I became more and more attracted to Mohanji and more than that, to his lifestyle. He seems to live his teachings. He seems to be active in business life, charity and spiritual life. He seems to have no inhibitions as seen from his pictures in various costumes and situations. A bandana and dark glasses for a guru! He has no frame, no image barrier! Good. Perhaps I have found my guide. I still wanted to take more time though before addressing him as my guru. I was still not sure. Then, I heard most people calling him father in Delhi and that suited me too.

In November 2013, Mohanji’s charity institution Ammucare conducted a concert in Delhi for Autism awareness. I felt inclined to support that in my own way because I found genuineness in the eyes of the young team members. There was deep love for Mohanji and for the mission in their hearts. These youngsters were ready to do anything for him. And they call him their father. There were no barriers. I started liking it. At that time, I heard of an accident involving Mohanji’s young daughter. She suffered an 18 foot fall and had head injuries and hemorrhage. It was very serious. His wife also was injured in her head. Suddenly, a gloom spread over the whole group and there was a rumor that the concert would be called off. I thought, “How can that be? If Mohanji is living his teachings, he will not permit anything to stop. How can a personal matter affect a mission matter?” I felt inclined to visit the hospital. Again, my skeptical mind was in action more than any sympathy. I deeply apologize to Mohanji for any mistake I committed in my mind in this regard. I know Mohanji never judges any person and loves unconditionally. So, I have no guilt in me.

When I reached the hospital, I must admit I was quite surprised. The first thing I saw was an unconscious Mila (Mohanji’s daughter) and Mohanji sitting next to her bed, his hand on her head, in deep meditation or communion. There was deep peace on his face. A few people were around the bed. Mohanji sat there for a few minutes and got up as Mila was taken away for examinations. Mohanji was behaving with everyone as if he would otherwise. No anger, no anxiety, no fear and no emotions. He even had a smile on his face. His face calmed everyone. As I was leaving, I heard one person talking about the concert on the phone, perhaps to a concerned volunteer. “The concert must happen. Mohanji said “the show must go on”. Well. My question was answered. Mission is beyond the man.

I visited the hospital twice. Both times, Mohanji’s face was calm and free from worries. I watched him from a distance. I could never imagine myself being like this, if something should ever happen to my children or my wife. Mohanji’s wife Biba was also injured and was in the ICU of the hospital along with Mila. It was indeed an uncomfortable situation. Many people visited the hospital. And many people called Mohanji, offering money and support. He was thanking everyone and refusing offers of all kinds of support. I also heard some people complaining that they were not informed about the accident. I felt amused by this comment. If this happened to any of their family members, would they sit down and start calling people or would they sit in prayers of healing?

I was totally convinced. Mohanji lives his teachings. His inner peace was reflected in his outwardly expressions. If it was not so, panic would have reflected on his face. His own little daughter in ICU and he was absolutely calm! A clear sign of walking the talk. It is easy to preach theories. Most gurus of today are unmarried. They have no children. They have no domestic responsibilities. Here is one guru who is terrestrially just like us, but, clearly above us in consciousness. I felt totally blessed. This incident and my visit to the hospital changed me so much, much more than any speeches, meditations or books. I had to see the practical side of a true guru. I had to see the truth. Here was the truth.

I must add that Mohanji’s followers who were gathered at the hospital also displayed absolute calm and purpose. There was no panic. There was total dedication. More than dedication, there was genuine love and care in their eyes. No wonder Mohanji calls his people, family. The family-ship was visible. Also, there was no over-emphasis of the situation nor any attempt to take undue advantage of anything. The hotel employees of Oberoi where the accident happened told me that, Mohanji and the whole group were perfectly elegant. They had offered rooms to stay in, and many other services but, nobody used anything. A true guru never wants anything nor will he take advantage of any situation in a selfish way.

I think I have written too much. My name or identity does not matter. Mohanji says that we must be fearless and egoless when we deliver the truth. Truth will protect us. Though I understand this, I come from a very orthodox, skeptical family and so would like to keep my identity confidential. However, I want the world to know about Mohanji, the way I have seen him. He is a true master who walks his talk. The biggest test would have been that concerning his own child, especially since he has gone through many personal pains in his past. He remained totally calm and elegant even during a deep crisis of this kind. I compare it in terms of my own state, if it were me in that situation. A crisis tells the truth. What brings forth this equanimity? Total faith. Total conviction in the tradition and God. Total faith in oneself. This one lives his teachings. Mastering crisis. He walks his talk 100%.

I sincerely apologize to any of Mohanji’s followers who may be hurt by my bold statements. I was inspired to write by all those who are bravely sharing their own experiences through Mohanji‘s blogs. More than anything, I am writing this for myself. Mohanji does not need our certificate or appreciation. But, we need these sharings to further our own conviction. The world also needs our testimonials. Many are searching for the right guide and the right path. Our words and testimonials may help someone. We are all pieces of the puzzle. Every fragment has importance and relevance.

Thank you,

Mohanji’s shadow.

Written by a BTW member who requested to stay anonymous

I am Irrelevant

I have been connected to Mohanji for a couple of years now and have stayed close to him.  There is no decision I make without first consulting him energetically or in person.  I trust him completely and wholeheartedly.  However, I constantly struggle with the true meaning of Surrender.

I have been through various stages of “surrendering” to Mohanji.  First  I used to say that I was surrendering, and meant to surrender, but I was always engaged in trying to control the outcome.  This was quite perplexing when things didn’t go my way.  I then graduated to surrendering the problem to him and trying to work out all the potential outcomes and preparing myself to accept any one of those outcomes.  Of course, in typical Mohanji style, the final outcome would most likely be the one that I had not thought of at all :). I also had another conflict. The saying, if you do your best God will do the rest is ingrained in my memory.  So what is my part? How far should I go? Is this the best I can do?… The mind was working overtime challenging me. I had a case of analysis paralysis. Until…..

One day I had a casual conversation with Sumit.  In the conversation he said, ”Didi…the way I operate…with Mohanji…I am irrelevant”… He repeated this multiple times during the course of the conversation.  Although I didn’t make much of it at that time, I casually started to apply the principle of “I am irrelevant” to my everyday activities.  This completely changed my perspective on everything.  I stopped sweating the small stuff and everything seemed like small stuff.  Praises and Kudos didn’t get to my head neither did snide remarks…..because….

I AM IRRELEVANT

This, my dear friends, is the most liberating feeling. I encourage everyone to practice this and surrender will happen naturally.

AUM SAI RAM!!!

The Merudanda Ashram, situated in Durban, South Africa is a small but growing temple dedicated to the Divine. The principle deity is our Guru, Shree Rajayogi Mohanji.

The temple is a place where everyone is welcome, irrespective of caste, color, race, religion or gender etc. In the eyes of the Divine we are all one, we are all eternal beings of light.

The temple is blessed with the presence of many deities and we will be installing deities in rare forms. Soon we will be welcoming Shree Mahamritunjaya, Shree Bagalamuki and Lord Bhairav to the temple. The temple has been blessed by Shree Mohanji to be a shakti-Stanam, a seat of Divine energy or a power center. This can be felt as soon as you enter the temple.

The temple is based at 4 Luton Place, Westville North, Durban, South Africa.
We have a mediation session at 6:30pm every Tuesday, plus many other programs time to time and all are welcome to attend.

Great Miracles at Merudanda Temple

Written by Yashik Singh

Mohanji promised during the opening of Merudanda Ashram that he would always live at the ashram. He publicly promised that this was now one of his seats of energy, and that he would never leave Merudanda. Mohanji also promised that Merudanda would be a place of spiritual, emotional and physical healing and importantly, that his presence would always be felt there. A promise from such a highly evolved Siddha, equal to Shree Bhagawan Datta himself, cannot go unfulfilled.…right?

Undoubtedly, I feel his presence at the ashram. While doing the morning Arathi I get the feeling of someone walking around the temple. During Power of Purity meditations, I feel Mohanji standing just outside the shrine, looking at us. Whenever a puja is done, I literally feel his body heat in front of me. There are countless times I feel his hand on my head, even the sensation of my hair being pressed down. And of course when I shirk my responsibilities I feel him towering over me and pretending to scold me lol….pretend or not…. That always gets me out of my comfort zone and working again hahaha.

But there has always been a question that I have asked myself and I am sure many other people have asked about these experiences. Is it real? Are these genuine experiences? Or is Yashik just mad, or obsessed, or many of the other colorful words I have been called lol!! Is it an overactive imagination, or is it an overactive Guru? And Mohanji must be really really active and operating in a much higher dimension to be everywhere, and most times simultaneously.

Well… let’s see… I remember Swami Vivekananda writing about such a question that was posed to Paramahamsa Shri Ramakrishna, and since he is a part of our tradition, I think his response will be valuable. Someone asked Shri Ramakrishna what guarantee is there, that what he experiences with Mother Kali is real. Like Mohanji, she was being experienced everywhere in Dakshineshwar. Like a child he ran to her in the shrine and asked her. And she replied to him.

Simply she said, “If it is your imagination there will be no change in you. If it is real, there is a fast noticeable change in you.” No one can doubt the change that devotees who visit the ashram regularly have undergone. I have been told that even family members have said that they have changed so much, that their character is hardly recognisable. I also feel a change in me, one that is very difficult to describe, but I can feel it in my gut. So ….. Is there a permanent change to validate the “MohanJi experience”….that’s a BIG YES.

But sometimes the mind needs something more physical. Well, as Mohanji says, “I always do my job”, he gave this proof too. Normally (if I’m feeling well and I wasn’t naughty and slept too late), I get out of bed early to bathe and to wake Mohanji in the Ashram up with the morning arthi and some chanting (His poor ears lol). One day, I was just too tired to wake up, and I decided to sleep in a bit. I was just about to fall off to sleep and the house alarm was set off. I went to look at the keypad to see which zone was activated and I noticed that it was the shrine. I waited a few minutes to see if the sensor light stopped flickering, just in case it was an insect that triggered the alarm. The light stopped flickering and then started flickering again for a while. Clearly someone is in the shrine, walking around, probably there to steal the donation box!! I pressed the panic and the security was summoned.

I peeped outside and then stood outside to make sure that no one leaved the temple. The armed response came and the security guard (is that the correct name for those brave men) was ready to apprehend the criminal. With one hand over his firearm, I opened the shrine door………….and no one was there!!!! No one could have left, I was watching and the light on the keypad definitely proved someone was walking in there. Anyway I gave a quick thank you and an apology to the armed response agent (sounds better ), and continued my day.

While fast asleep the next morning, the alarm rings again….. there is movement in the shrine. Suddenly I realized that both times the alarm ran at 4:15am….the time I normally try to get out of bed. I checked, and no one was in the shrine. The next day the alarm ran at exactly 4:15am again!! And this continued for an entire week….no beauty sleep for me!!

Eventually I messaged Mohanji and told him what was happening. He laughed and said that this was him walking in the shrine!! He jokingly said he knew he was waking me up early, but he would be subtler and would not trigger off the alarm in the morning. The next morning came……and the alarm was not triggered off!! Since then it has not been triggered off by the sensors in the shrine. So it was most definitely Mohanji walking in the shrine in the mornings!! This is absolutely amazing if you think about it. It means that the body he chose to walk in the shrine during that time, had physical properties that could trigger off the alarm sensor!! So NO! This all is not my imagination!! Here is physical proof!!

And just for the skeptics, he again showed a physical manifestation of his presence at Merudanda. I started to notice drops of water around the temple floor, and my whole asana (the seat I sit on when I pray) was becoming wet. There were no leaks anywhere, no signs of dampness, so where was the water coming from!?

I started to notice the water stain starting at the bottom of my asana moving up. So I said in my mind, that if this is something that Mohanji is doing, I would like to see the water stain moving from the top of the asana going down……..and the next day that happened!! After asking Mohanji, he confirmed that this was him. He was sprinkling amrith, the divine nectar, his holy thirtha water, in the shrine!! This has very highly powerful cleaning and purifying properties. He was keeping his space clean! Again, physical evidence that you can perceive!!

So in summary, IT IS NOT MY IMAGINATION, IT IS MOHANJI…..(and yes that means I am not mad lol). He is always present at Merudanda, always giving his blessings to everyone who comes to visit him.

Mohanji is unassuming and in his own words like to “play the fool” so that many gets disillusioned and will run away. As he says, “Those with faith will understand and stay. I shake the tree a lot. Many leaves are bound to fall, drop and disappear. Let them. Those who are deeply connected to the tree will stay. I take full responsibility of them.” Many people gets distracted by Mohanji’s unassuming, friendly and child-like existence. They fail to see the deep Siddha sitting inside this seeming facade. Mohanji said “More people will know me after I leave this body. Then, there will be many regrets. Just watch”.

Merudanda is Mohanji. Mohanji is Merudanda. We remain in service to both in one….

Written by Yashik Singh

Well, this is probably a question we all have asked ourselves at some point or another. What does Mohanji want? What can I give to him that will make him happy? I too find myself asking that from time to time. It’s good to never be complacent, always assess your standing and to make an effort to be grateful and thankful to one’s Guru. But at the same time, we should not get caught in what is unimportant and forget the true value of what makes great Masters, like Mohanji, happy.

I have found myself in a position were all my finances were spent, and there was still so much more work to be done at Mohanji’s Merudanda Ashram in Durban, South Africa. The latest project is the installation of the Shree Vasuki Dev, the Naga Raaja, or King of the Naagas. As the guardian of Merudanda Ashram, I thought it would be fitting to have him seated right in front of the Ashram, in a place of prominence. Of course a seat needed to be built so that he could be seated a bit higher up. The problem now became finances. I was not in a position to procure any more tiles, bricks, cement, and to employ someone to build the structure and to tile it. I certainly did not have any cash to also employ someone to till the ground around Shree Vasuki Ji. So I decided to do it myself. There were a few loose building materials left over from the temple construction and I decided to use that. I spoke to my friend, Ajay Singh, about what I wanted to do and he kindly offered me help.

So the work began. Tilling the soil, mixing cement, laying bricks, sticking the tiles, trying to cut the tiles….this was really hard work for us, especially since both of us are not builders. There were times when both of us where on our hands and knees on the floor from exhaustion, just trying to catch our breath. Eventually the pedestal was 80% done, and I looked at the job and became a bit sad. I spoke to Ajay and told him that I did a very untidy job. The tiles are not straight, it’s not cut properly, Ajay worked so hard to help and I could not do this properly etc etc, and how can I offer something like this to Mohanji!

I told Ajay that people offer Mohanji such big things. I have seen people offer Mohanji’s mission large amounts of money which all is used for serving the needy, people make so much of food to feed the hungry etc and I could not even make a simple pedestal. At that very point in time, Ajay felt something on this neck………a flower fell on him. I took a step towards him to see it and a noticed a flower on my right foot. This was odd, how can two flowers fall on and around us at the same time. So we looked at these flowers and they were exactly the same…..a small yellow-orange flower. We both took a walk in the entire Ashram yard and looked at every plant and tree……….and this flower does not grow in the ashram premises!!! We also looked on the floor to see if we could find any more flowers that may have just been carried there by the wind……….and in the entire Ashram premises there was not a single flower like the ones that fell on Ajay’s neck and my foot anywhere on the floor. Where did these two flowers come from??

Suddenly it dawned on me…..MOHANJI!! He wanted us to know that he is with us, near us, and he sees everything that we are doing. He had promised that we will feel his presence in Merudanda and he always keeps his promise! He wanted us to know that the most important thing to him, is not how straight the tiles are, but only the love and devotion that the act of building the pedestal was done in. After I messaged my gratitude to Guru Dev Mohanji, he promptly replied and confirmed this. He said: “I want to tell you that your bhav or attitude of surrender makes me very happy. I wanted to prove to you that every thought of yours is known to me”. So at the end of the day, it is surrender and love that Mohanji wants…..not the expensive outward gifts or the big shows of emotion. He wants simple love and surrender, which becomes a state of being rather and an expression of action.

So why does Guruji want surrender and love from us. Does he want to amass mindless devotees that are at his beck and call. No! Mohanji wants us to have surrender and love, because it is for your own good. If we have an attitude of surrender and love, we will be egoless, empty and he will be able to help us progress spiritually faster, through our own lifestyle, Shaktipat and by working his energy in us. So again, even this surrender and love is not for him….it is for our own benefit. When a devotee sheds his ego, he becomes lighter and raises himself in spirituality. Guru is ego-less. A true Guru nullifies the ego of his disciples and raises him up from terrestrial bindings to ultimate liberation. Ego is the wall between man and god. It is not at all in how much chanting or how much activities we do; it is in our attitude or bhaav towards our guru or in other words the depth of our ego nullification that we gain spiritually the most. A man who approaches a Guru with his ego gets nothing from him.

And this was shown to me two other times during this time. While sitting in the ashram on a Wednesday night, I mentally asked Mohanji for some ashes and something nice from Shree Satya Sai and Shirdi Sai Baba. The very next Friday, a very sweet uncle, who came for his first POP mediation, brought a packet full of ashes from Swami in Prashanthi Nilayam and a wonderful sweet offered onto Swami’s Samadhistan!!! Mohanji listens to our every thought!

I also mentally asked Mohanji and Shree Vasukidev for a sign that Shree Vasuki Ji will live in the Ashram and protect everyone that comes to Merudanda. I asked to see a real snake the day that the Naga Baba is brought to the ashram. And true to his word, Mohanji listened!! Vickasen very kindly used his awesome van and helped bring and place Shree Vasukidev on his seat at Merudanda. He then showed me that there was a real snake, the same colour that Shree Vasuki Ji was painted, at the entrance of the Ashram. All our genuine, unselfish wishes that we convey to Mohanji even in mind will never go unattended. He fulfills our every desire. I did not verbally convey the desire to see the real Vasuki dev to Mohanji. Yet, he listened and fulfilled my desire. In face we never discussed the arrival of Vasuki dev or any other things to Mohanji verbally. Our physical communication is very limited.

Mohanji is more than just what people call “Guru” nowadays. He is not just an achariya or someone that has been trained in religion or religious books. He is more than someone that just does prayers or gives speeches and discourses. Mohanji is a true Guru, he changes lives if you are open and surrendered!! He never forces anything on anybody. He fulfills desires in every way possible. You may not even know or notice the inner changes that takes place with his grace, because he makes his presence so subtle and unassuming, but the changes are massive and over a short period of time. And what does he want in return………. well at the end of the day…..he wants nothing for himself!! He gives and gives and gives as a pure source!

Written by Palak Mehta and Joga Singh

Palak’s experience

It’s in the giving that we receive, and Unconditional Love of our Divine Father is what makes us experience this. His Love is beyond words… We all know the Consciousness behind Ammucare and ACT.. . our dearest, most respected Ammu, who came to the Earth to reawaken Unconditional Love during her short period here. It’s the force of Ammu and Mohanji which is lighting thousands of lives across the world. Needless to say, the silent force behind Ammucare and ACT- Ammu and our Master Mohanji  are with us holding our hands, guiding us through each Seva activity and letting us do more and more even if the karmic push in our lives is at it’s peak. He doesn’t let us stop… big or small He ensures we take at least one step each day. (Obviously this means that food is on our plate, but we need to do the chewing… so we need to take the first step and Mohanji takes so many towards us)

On New Year’s day, we decided to do Blanket Distribution in Pune. I’m new here, live alone and haven’t bought a vehicle yet. I also know very few people here and my friend Kirti with whom I’ve distributed blankets, was out of the town. However, she had another friend Nikhil, a noble soul, who was drawn to this seva. As decided, 1^st January was the blanket distribution night. I happened to mention it to Mohanji that we were going for the distribution. He wished us good luck and said HE was with me. And we all know that when He says it, He means it more than we know or understand with our unidimensional approach.

What to say next, Grace FLOWED! HE was actually with me… I could feel the consciousness engulfing  me… inside my whole body, my spine, I could feel Mohanji looking through my eyes for the needy homeless people on the road out in the cold without blankets or with very thin ones. I kept seeing signs like Sai Baba’s statue, Dogs, and could feel His consciousness as nudges in my spine so strongly… mostly I could feel Him looking though my eyes as if I was just a robot who was being guided.

I wanted to take video footage during the distribution… we were two people carrying blankets on a bike at night (yes, Pune is a bike-friendly city where bikes/scooties are the most popular means of commuting… I’ve always done distribution in Delhi with a larger group sitting safely inside a car before)… But in my entire 3 years of blanket distribution this was the first time where excellent shots could be taken. No disruption. In fact at one time, the light was very low and not much was visible in the video, at that moment a truck came and light fell on the distribution taking place for exactly that much time. I couldn’t ask for more signs of Mohanji being with us. Nikhil, was extra cooperative. That certainly happens when Mohanji’s consciousness is at work. 

A lot of people feel awkward taking pictures of the seva… But the domino effect of that is so powerful and triggers compassion in so many hearts that each picture or experience shared is worth it… much more than hundreds of pictures we share of our parties!

Sharing the blanket distribution video the blanket distribution video which was made last year.

We were led to places where we could cover all the truly needy ones on the roadside at night. When I came back I HAD to thank Mohanji for His unfathomable grace. Our sweetest undefinable Master replied,”I told you I am coming with you. Now drink some water. I was with you.” Mohanji always keeps his word ;). Nikhil kept thanking me for the seva and I kept thanking him! And we both kept thanking all the people on the road for receiving the seva!! He, he, that usually happens when we do seva, we don’t know if we’re doing it for others or for ourselves because the joy we receive from it is too profound and completely transforming. The giver and receiver become one. Mohanji has written the Blog The Art of Giving which had opened up whole new dimensions of seva for me.

Most of all, gratitude to our Father, holding us ever so firmly… making all of this possible with no limits to the love and compassion He has for all beings. This is just a tiny sharing I really felt like doing with everyone, but all volunteers have had countless transformative experiences filled with grace during each seva. 

Aum Mohanji Namah!

Palak

Experience by Joga Singh

One chilly winter night in Delhi, I felt the urge to step out of the house after dinner and take a ride on my scooter. Though it is unusual of me to do so, I followed the urge. I asked my sister-in-law not to lock the house (as it was getting late) and told her I would be back shortly. The moment I was out of the locality I live in, I felt as if a force had taken over me and I wasn’t driving anymore. It was all at a conscious level. I was completely aware that something unusual was in the process and that I had to allow it to happen.

In those days, the Delhi blanket distribution program was in full swing. Earlier during the day I had been thinking about how I wished to contribute, but did not have enough money to do so. Even at that moment, when I stepped out of my house that night, I only had Rs.300 in my pocket.

As I gave in to what was happening to me, a strong thought of Mohanji passed through me. I mentally asked, “Mohanji, is it you guiding me?”. I felt an internal affirmation. I decided to surrender. As I moved on, several visual signs started to catch my attention, guiding me clearly when to turn left, when to turn right. I followed. Before I knew it, I had done 10 kms. My curiosity started to grow and again I asked Mohanji, “What is happening?” Just then an auto rickshaw passed by me and in big bold words was written ‘SHAANT’ (a hindi word which means ‘peaceful’) on it! I got my answer, yet mind was curious. Mentally I kept asking for more clarity. The next word I saw was ‘SHUBHAM’ (a hindi word which means ‘auspicious’). I said “Something good is about to happen, but what?”, and then my attention was taken to the next word ‘MANGALAM’ (another hindi word which means ‘welfare’). I almost laughed. Mohanji was giving clear signs that something good and divine was about to happen. I surrendered my curiosity and drove on J

It was about 11.15pm, and while driving my scooter almost unconsciously, I reached a night market and found myself standing in front of a blanket shop. With only Rs.300 in my pocket, I walked into the shop to check the blanket price. I wanted to keep Rs.50 for any emergency expense at that late night hour and could spare only Rs.250 for the blanket. The blanket at this shop costed Rs.300 and the shopkeeper wouldn’t negotiate! I suddenly felt an internal voice asking me to go to the next shop. And no surprises, I got a blanket for Rs.250 there. Just the amount I had J

I continued my journey, with Mohanji’s consciousness guiding me, and soon I saw a group of rickshaw-pullers sleeping by the road. I mentally asked Mohanji if I should give the blanket to them. I received an answer. “NO, they already have. Also there are too many of them, they will be all over you. Move ahead”. I drove another 5 kms before I received the guidance to stop. I was urged to look at my left. There it was! A man was lying by the roadside, with no covers, no warm clothes, in that bitter cold Delhi night! I covered him with that blanket, without realizing that tears were streaming through my eyes. I started my journey back home. Even today I have no memory of my ride back home, as if someone had driven me back. I was not aware. I reached home and the moment I looked at the fuel meter, THE NEEDLE HAD NOT MOVED! No fuel spent. I drove over 25kms, and NO FUEL WAS CONSUMED! My tears didn’t stop that night. My desire to contribute to the blanket distribution was fulfilled! All His Grace. Gratitude Dear Master!

Ammucare Charitable Trust, is an Indian Charity founded by Mohanji in 2003 in honour of his daughter Ammu who passed away at the age of four. It is through the love that continuously flows through ACT that little Ammu indeed lives on. As of 2012, ACT spread internationally under the name of ACT Foundation which operates in a growing number of countries across Africa, Asia, Europe and USA.

The Blanket Distribution programme is done annually among many other activities like , blood donation camps, medical assistance, financial aids, disaster relief, education programs and vocational training, vibrionics and more. Please find the details at the links below:

Ammucare

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ACT Foundation

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Written by Biba Mohan

Dear family,

Now that the year 2013 is behind us I feel I could not possibly ‘close that chapter’ in linear time without honoring one indescribable blissful experience that we had during our trip to South Africa in Sept 2013.

Aside from the opening of Mohanji’s Merudanda temple in Durban and our very first ACT Fusion charity concert, there was one experience during that trip that really left me in awe – the love with which we were welcomed at the Grassmere Sai Centre in Durban, which has been the venue of amazing miracles and blessings of Sai for more than 10 years now.

Based on my previous experiences in Puttaparthy, India, I was expecting strict rules and discipline, which was a bit of a concern cause I now had a naughty and curious 2-year-old baby with us who is always into mischief.

However, from the very first moment when we entered, we were welcomed by so much love by Devan and his family, that I instantly had a warm feeling of home coming..

We first went into their pooja room/shrine in which mind-blowing miracles were displayed one next to the other – amrit (nectar of immortality, by texture similar to honey) dripping across a framed picture of Sai Baba, materialized sacred ash (vibhoti) at several places, strand of hair in the shape of Om on another picture of Baba,

materialized turmeric powder, red powder, sugar candy, holy water, brass figurines representing deities, constantly flowing oil around small Ganesha statue, a big pot with coconut water and a couple of coconuts inside continuously refilling itself for years now

– all these shared from the heart abundantly, bringing blessings of healing and joy to all those who visit the centre. It’s like visiting a Museum of Living Miracles!

Devan said he noticed that the amrit flowed from the centre of this rose flower the moment we entered the shrine, which was a clear sign of Baba’s blessing. He gifted me that rose…

Devan shared with us many amazing experiences so humbly and from the heart that it was a true joy listening to him. After some time, I could feel the gratitude and excitement overwhelming me. The moment that followed was even more sweet  – Devan took a glass, mixing all these miraculous delicacies into a drink concoction and offered it to Mohanji and each one of us. After mixing all these ingredients together, the final concoction ended up being pink in color and Mila immediately named it “strawberry juice” :-).

We then went to the bhajan hall where we saw many more large size framed pictures of Sathya Sai and Shirdi Sai with loads of materialized vibhooti and amrit sprinkled on them, plus two red velvet-covered throne-like chairs with a little stool in front (reserved for Baba of course) near which vibhuti footprints on the carpet were clearly visible. All this is just the visual effect, but how can one describe the energy of the place – it instantly expands one’s heart chakra and Divine sweetness fills the inner space…

Devan was very respectful towards Mohanji and I could tell two of them ‘bonded’ straight away. He brought a special chair for Mohanji and asked him to sit facing the audience that soon filled the entire hall and conduct a talk. That meant that he would be seated near Baba’s throne with his back to Baba – unheard of!

I was amazed, remembering my first ever experience with Sathya Sai way back in 2006 when I first sat within his gigantic sun-like aura and for the first time felt that I can co-create a different reality and live a life I always longed for, life of higher purpose, life of service and spiritual evolution. This was the time when Baba blessed me with Mohanji’s presence in my life.

I wrote about it in the following blog:

http://bibasworld.wordpress.com/2011/11/13/master-as-a-husband-the-story-on-how-i-met-mohanji/

Mohanji’s talk was very Shaivic and straightforward, with arrow-like words freshly arrived from higher consciousness realms, words that could not be ignored. As I was seated (with Mila in my lap) in the corner near Mohanji, I could also observe the facial expressions/reactions of the audience. I could tell that initially some of them had very stern expressions on their faces obviously reflecting the thoughts like “Why do I need to listen to this man when we have direct blessings from Baba available here”, but after only a couple of minutes they started to mellow down and soon enough were fully engrossed and bathing in Grace.

The full talk can be viewed from the following link on You Tube:

 http://youtu.be/VCh7CI0YN3w (Part 1)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kUgm2RN_VTM  (Part 2)

I missed a part of the talk as I had to attend to Mila’s needs and that is when I met aunty Ashy, the caretaker of the ashram, who simply showered us with love. I really felt like having a chai (black tea with milk) and before I even said anything she welcomed us to their kitchen with a big smile and offered us chai. Even Mila asked for it and then started running around exploring the toys that she found in the hallway. I soon became like Mila – totally relaxed, blissfully bathing in this beautiful energy, feeling totally ‘at home’.

Mohanji’s talk really touched the hearts of people and went so well that, as the word spread, they requested Devan to invite Mohanji again saying that they are “missing him already”.

Devan shared with us how he and his team prepared the venue the previous evening and thus already positioned the chair dedicated to Mohanji. In the morning when he walked into the bhajan hall, he saw a new vibhuti footprint of Baba’s right in front of Mohanji’s chair – a beautiful way of conveying his blessings.. Therefore, when Mohanji was seated on the chair, his foot was right next to Baba’s foot imprint and that alone was enough to send one straight into the bliss state…

That is how, three days later, we returned to this beautiful Home of ours, this time in the morning, and bhajans were just about to start. Devan asked Mohanji to sing a bhajan and that is when he, for the first time ever, sang ‘Manasa Bhajare Guru Charanam’ bhajan, which was the first bhajan Sathya Sai Baba ever sang and one of his favorite.

Here is the video recording (done from my mobile phone, so please pardon the quality):

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FhI0f3LK_9s

After the bhajans, Devan invited us to do the Arati to Baba as the band played the blissful tunes of Sathya Sai’s arati. I felt even more intense expansion of my heart chakra taking place with every ‘Narayana’ word of the Arati and at one point just couldn’t hold the tears of gratitude, overwhelmed with the experience…

Devan then invited Mohanji to speak again – this time all were very receptive and beautiful energy filled the hall. Shaktipat was explained and Devan then invited all present to line up to receive Shaktipat from Mohanji.

That was another out-of-this-world experience. Many people very already very tuned to Baba’s consciousness and very receptive to Shaktipat. Experiences were outstanding and surely left a lasting effect.

The following video (again, from my mobile phone) captures some of the blissful moments:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RWA3TbLHRzg

As Mohanji got up to leave the bhajan hall, we noticed something that earlier wasn’t visible cause there were many people around – there were fresh new Vibhuti footprints of Baba’s all around the chair on which Mohanji sat! They were definitely not there before. I was speechless! Yashik said he could literally see them manifesting out of thin air. How could one ever express the extent and profundity of Baba’s love….

After the bhajans, the beautiful Lola invited us to the kitchen for a breakfast and served us, I must say, the best breakfast I’ve ever tasted! One vegetarian delicacy after the other, we just couldn’t stop eating.

We ended this blissful experience with most loving discussions, experience sharing, Mila’s blissful playing all over the courtyard, including their neighbor’s Saiurie’s house.. – all these moments will be treasured as precious memories of Baba’s endless blessings.

While leaving Durban, on our way to the airport, Devan called Mohanji and said “When you left the ashram, everyone felt sad. Many people have visited the ashram before, but it never happened like this before. All people felt as if a dear relative has just left. Please consider that you have a home in Durban. Please do come back to your home soon.”

How could one ever express the gratitude in words… Sai Nath Maharaj Ki Jai!

Eternal Padanamaskar at his Lotus Feet,

Biba

Written by Phaneendar Bhavaraju

I have been interacting with Mohanji since the past 3 years. The 1^st meeting with Mohanji has been at Dana’s residence in November 2010. Since then I have been blessed to receive direct/indirect instructions from Mohanji at various points in time. I have also travelled to Arunachala, Kailash & Pune with Mohanji during the last 3 years. I had a very close glimpse of various aspects of Mohanji’s expressions and communications. One thing that has been constant is “OBJECTIVENESS”. So I name this blog “Tradition of objectivity”.

Being objective at all times is as difficult as to stay without breathing for a few hours. Human relationships are woven around subjectivity. My father, my mother, my brother, my sister, my husband, my wife, my child etc. make our subjectivity evident at all points in time. 95 out of 100 parents would hoard for or favor their own child. This is especially so at the time of crisis. Almost all mothers are quite subjective towards their own children. This can also be seen in animals. All beings are so protective towards their own children. Hence, subjectivity is so deeply integrated into relationships.

Now, being objective is the sign of liberation. How do we practise it? How do we develop it?

Mohanji says, “Objectivity is a state derived when man attains equanimity. When that balance is achieved in his mind, where happiness and sorrows mean the same to a man, he spontaneously becomes objective. “Me” or “Mine” will disappear. When man becomes objective, his whole outlook changes. All his possessiveness, bindings and selfishness will drop by itself and disappear. He will not be emotional about anything. The sense of grand justice takes place within himself. All he will see around himself will be his own reflections, multiple expressions of one soul. That makes him totally universal.”

“When awareness develops into objectivity, man evolves beyond his mind to perfection with the vibration of the universe. He becomes one with all beings.”

Signs of Objectivity in Mohanj

I have observed that he always operates in the present. He always tends to talk to whoever is in front of him even if the instructions are for someone else. This is by no means undervaluing or discriminatory towards anyone. This is his way. He would catch vibrations of something and will give solutions spontaneously. So, it becomes the task of those with him to note it and convey to those the message is intended to be delivered. Most often than not, he never picks up the phone and conveys a message directly to the recipient. He is spontaneous and does not have any formalities. The recipients also need to rise to his level and stop expecting that he would personally call and tell a thing. They should keep their ego down and accept Mohanji’s message through whoever it comes from and can always check back, if clarity is needed. This is probably his intention.

Unless the recipient has absolute surrender and faith it will be difficult for that person to understand the purpose otherwise he/she will be lost in ego created by hierarchy. That’s the beauty of father’s method. All the barriers of ego, hierarchy are broken and unless the person soaks himself in the “Purpose” – “Objective” he would not be able to enact his role to perfection!!!!

He always considers everyone alike. Even his own family members are not given any special consideration. He respects them and that is obvious. But, he respects everyone anyways. He never has any personal preferences. As he says, “All are karmic beings; various concoction or combination. Who can be called better than the other?”

Privacy is another key aspect. I have always observed that if it is a private discussion then even the spouse or the father of a child doesn’t get involved in the private discussion. The freedom of all is upheld at all points without sacrificing privacy. He always considers everyone as individuals and not in context of relationship with one another. He treats everyone as an individual karmic being, totally separate from one another. He never discloses the matters of one with another, even if the other person is his wife, or father or son. He maintains total neutrality with each individual. Even when a child discusses something with him, he will never discuss about that with his father or mother, unless there is something important to do for them about it. Otherwise, total objectivity and neutrality is maintained. This is amazing. And this is also why he always handles his mails and messages himself  and maintains extreme privacy. This is total objectivity at work. This is tough to understand and accept for those who cannot go beyond their subjectivity.

Objectivity is one of the key aspects of the path of Shiva or Dattatreya, as far as I know. The moment people become subjective, they fall. If you read the stories of Shirdi Sai Baba or Akkalkot Swami Samarth, you can see this point loud and clear. Maintaining objectivity is not easy. But it is a sadhana or practice. Objectivity itself can be called the path to liberation.

In short I have my learning is as follows, hope to put it into practice with Mohanji’s grace:

Undiluted absolute existence and not relative existence is the key to become objective i.e. we are in absolute awareness at all points in time. Purpose is the focus not personalities.

Written by Sabrina Koletic

My name is Sabrina, or more accurately, my soul travels through this life using this body that bears the name of Sabrina. I was born in 1965 in Zagreb in the former Yugoslavia, as a first child in the family.
I would like to introduce my parents! My mother is a child from the countryside. She was only 12 years old when she had to leave her parents’ home and travel to Borovo to learn a trade. This was after World War II, a time of great scarcity in every respect.
My father was born in Zagreb, originating from a family with many children. His childhood was extremely difficult. His father, a heavy alcoholic, was an exceedingly aggressive man who died alone in a basement, with a bottle of brandy next to him. As the family was very poor, my father was given away for adoption during World War II to a dear woman who gave him a home.
My mother was born in the countryside, in a barn, while her mother was milking a cow. The first words that were addressed to her were – “Damn you”. My maternal grandmother was an orphan. She was left without parents at the age of four. She would clean houses, and do whatever it took for a decent meal and to sleep in someone’s barn.
My father was close to only one of his sisters; she was older than him and had a lot of children. Her husband hanged himself; he could not bear his life. During the war one of her children died of starvation.
My father was a very aggressive man, prone to violence and alcohol. He was a man who could not control himself. I was physically very similar to him, and today I believe that when he was beating me, he was actually beating himself. When I began going to 1st grade primary school he smashed my head with an ashtray because I could not read fluently. This is just one example out of many that I had to go through. He would also beat up my younger brother and my mother. I remember, once my mother was lying next to me and he rushed into the room and mercilessly beat her face with his fists. There was blood everywhere, on the walls, on myself, on the floor. I clearly remember that image today, though he died 20 years ago.
I remember the great fear that we went through because we never knew what to expect when he appeared at the door. Numerous times I urinated in my pants when I heard the door open and him entering. We had a grandmother who was a believer and always prayed to God. My grandmother prayed to God and I prayed to God that my father would die. That way, I would not receive any more beatings.
As I grew older, my anger towards him turned into hatred. I hated that man. And I didn’t have good thoughts about God either, because how can someone say that God is good when he allows this kind of violence. And perhaps even God could not stand me and was showing me that through these beatings.
Years passed, nothing changed much, until at 16 years of age I was told that I could never become pregnant. I had big problems with my menstrual cycles. While the other girls were buying hygienic pads every month, I didn’t need them for six months. Oh well, at 16 years I was still not thinking about motherhood. Back then I didn’t take it so seriously.
In my twenties my biological clock started ticking. At age 24, I had a boyfriend and I was planning for marriage and a better life. Again, I was angry with God. I did not understand what he wanted from me, and why he was punishing me? At the time I knew a dear old lady who constantly mentioned Medjugorje, a place where miracles happen, and where they say that the Virgin Mary appeared. Since she was old, she wanted to visit Medjugorje very badly and begged me to take the road with her. I went, out of love for her only.

Medjugorje

We traveled to this small town in Herzegovina, we settled and there was such a pleasant atmosphere. It was full of people who had come from all over the world. All wore a cross around their neck, humbly praying and kneeling. I didn’t. I came as an escort, and I was not expecting any help, whether from God or the Mother of God. When I had needed help, God hadn’t cared about me, so why should he care now? The days went by in Medjugorje. I was becoming more and more peaceful, and just liked being there.

There’s a special place in Medjugorje, called Krizevac. Here, some people built a large stone cross at the top of the hill as a sign of gratitude to the Virgin Mary. To climb to the top of the hill, you need a good 4 hours walk. The hill was carefully created; the path of Jesus is shown. It is difficult to climb the rocks, but there came the day when we decided to climb to the top of the hill.

As soon as I started climbing, at the first rest station of the Path of the Cross of Jesus, tears started to flow uncontrollably. I was shocked; I was crying but could not feel any sorrow. As we continued to climb, my crying was beyond control, and to make matters worse, my nose started bleeding. I used a bunch of handkerchiefs, but the tears and bloody nose followed me up the hill.
At the top of the hill there were a lot of people laying their hands on the cross. Well, I thought, since I was here I would also touch the cross. I put my hands on the cross, and felt a tremendous sadness. I was not sad. The Cross was sad! With open eyes I was looking at the cross! I was in total shock! How could I explain this to someone – “Look, the Cross is very sad, though I myself am all dirty from a bloody nose and the sea of tears I have spilled”. People will think that I’ve lost my mind. Afterwards a woman said to me – “You are blessed, and have been well cleansed!”
Now I had to think about it! Really, I felt much better, more at ease, as if someone had washed me from the inside. I could breathe freely. And, perhaps Jesus was not as bad as his Father! 3 weeks in Medjugorje had changed me.
After a few years, the test for pregnancy was positive. “Mom, Mom, I’m pregnant!” My mother had an appalled expression, and immediately took me to the hospital. She was convinced that it was an ectopic pregnancy. She took all my old medical records, and we went to the hospital. The doctor who examined me with an ultrasound was stunned. He left the room and returned with a few colleagues who also looked at the monitor. They talked among themselves, using their medical terms, as if I was not there. One even said out loud – “Oh, I do not believe this, this is impossible.”
It was confirmed! I was officially pregnant. I gave birth in 1992 to my first child, a daughter named Laura. I was happy, lying in a room with 3 other women. We were waiting for our babies to be brought in for breastfeeding, and I was weirdly falling asleep. I was not tired, I was not sleepy, but something led me to sleep. Suddenly, the door of the room opened and the four of us were taken out of bed and brought to our knees. At the door stood a man with gentle eyes. He was quiet, radiating love from every cell of his body. He was wearing a brown dress, and a cross around his neck. It was Jesus! He looked at me, and in my head I heard his words – “You see, you do not kneel in front of me because I need it, and we do not walk among the people because we do not want it, the strength of our bodies is so strong that all of you would be destroyed. I’m here to tell you that I have fulfilled your wish.” He raised the cross towards me, gently nodded and closed the door of the room.
I opened my eyes, perfectly remembering every little thing, my heart was pounding like crazy, and my happiness knew no bounds. At the time, I did not know anyone to whom I could recount this experience and who would not think I was weird. For a long, long time I was marked by this experience.
Laura was a baby, she needed all my attention and presence, and my husband had completely changed. He was no longer the man I had married. He began to go out in public with other women, he came back home when he wanted, he went out when he wanted! Soon enough, the whole town knew that he was treating me badly. On the one hand I had Laura, I was taking care of her, on the other hand I kept repeating the same question – Why? Why, oh why? He had ruined my dreams of the better life I wanted.
When someone really wants to know the answer to a question that torments them, the Universe generally takes care and answers. So I met a woman who had the ability to read the Akasha records, and she gave me some information. We set up a meeting. I came to her, convinced she would tell me that the problem was not in me but in him. She did not ask for a lot of data, only names and dates of birth. Then she fell into an altered state of consciousness. She started speaking to me as if I were a man sitting across from her. “You were really mean towards her, you had a child with her and then left her to care for it by herself, while you were having fun with other women.” She did not know a thing about my situation and she had not asked what the problem was. When she came out of trance, she patiently explained to me how everything happens for reasons that souls mutually settle. It was necessary to forgive and understand that he was being so hard on me because I had behaved the same way towards him.
The picture started becoming clearer to me, now it all made sense. I had now acquired some understanding. And then Reiki came into my life.

SAI BABA

The first time I saw a Sai Baba photo, was at the Reiki workshop. It was love at first sight. “Who is that?”, I asked one of the participants. Oh, that is a great Indian saint, Sai Baba! He lives in India. Around the same time somebody suggested that I read the book “Autobiography of a Yogi”. I didn’t know much about Indian saints until I started reading the book by Paramhansa Yogananda. I do not even know how many times I read it, over and over again. The book was alive! I felt like I was there with them. It is my all-time favorite book. I also got myself a picture of Sai Baba!
One night, I dreamt that all the people from my town were running towards a big tent, and only I was going in the opposite direction. I asked someone where all these people were running to, when the answer came – “Do you not know that Sai Baba is here!” Where?- I asked. “Come here, a tent has been prepared in his honor!” I was completely shocked, Sai Baba was here, and I did not know this! Everyone knew except me! I turned to them and raced to the tent. I thought there would not be the slightest chance of seeing him, at least from afar because in front of me was a sea of people! When suddenly, someone said to me – COME! Come on in! And I entered the tent, which was full of flowers, beautifully decorated, all in honor of Sai Baba! Only to find that the tent was empty. Outside, a sea of people excitedly invoked Sai Baba, and I was standing alone in the tent. Suddenly, from behind a curtain, out came no one else but SAI BABA himself, in flesh! He was approaching me at a slow pace. For God’s sake, rather than lying at his feet, I was just standing shocked in front of him! I knelt down. He extended his hand, gently took my chin and told me to stand up. “Rise SAI!” How did he address me ? Me? Sai? I’m Sai? “SAI, I have come to tell you that I will not stay as much as I intended, I will go earlier, I’m tired.” I looked in those indescribably beautiful eyes full of love, he was smiling, as if he was amused while I stood shocked in front of a Saint! And not just any saint. I had fallen in love at first sight with that face. It was not the same kind of love as when people love one another. It was a different kind of love. I did not know how to put a name on this love!
I needed some confirmation that I was not just imagining it all, so I prayed to Sai Baba to please give me some proof that I was actually standing in front of him! It didn’t take long, and the proof came to me while out for a coffee. After a long time I met a friend whose wife had died at childbirth. I was glad to see him, and I wondered whether he had a picture of his son? “Yes, of course!”, said Zoran. He took out the wallet to show me his son and there, next to his son’s photo, was a small Sai Baba picture. I knew Zoran had never been inclined to spirituality, so I asked him why he had a Sai Baba picture! So, Zoran started with his story, “Many years ago He came to me in a dream, but I was not paying attention. Oh, all sorts of things people dream about, but I had never seen him, and I did not know he existed, but I do remember him wearing that orange dress and specific hairstyle. Then he said to me, “You’ll work with dying children!” You know how it goes, I’m a Serbian, I was not going to stay in the army for long, they asked me to choose between the army and my family.” Zoran had worked in the military before the war. “When Snjezana died , my aunt helped and then we heard from the Klaićeva hospital (Children’s Hospital in Zagreb), that they were looking for volunteers to work, and for which they would give remuneration. I agreed, of course, I needed the money”, Zoran continued. “It was only when I got to the hospital, that they told me that they needed people to volunteer in the department of cancer patients. Help was needed for both children and parents, and as I had lost my wife, and was left alone with a little baby, they thought I would be a good fit for the job! Then I remembered that distant dream, and since then I carry his image with me always.”
I asked for proof, and I got the PROOF!

When Sai Baba died, I cried a lot and prayed to him to forgive me knowing that it was selfish of me. That day he came to me with a smile on his face. I asked him what I could do for him, and he answered, “Spread Mohanji’s message!”

I told Mohanji about this because I was full of sorrow thinking Sai Baba had left and at the same time I was not sure if Sai Baba’s reply had been a hallucination. Mohanji said to me, “No. He has not left. No avatars can leave. Krishna, Rama, Buddha, Jesus, Baba and all the other great souls who walked the Earth live among us even now. Baba just expanded and remained in his larger consciousness subtle body. He is here, NOW.  It was real. I was woken up at 3AM to tell you this. Mohanji and Baba are one. Same consciousness. No difference, just two different images. You are not crazy. Baba just wants you to know that you are close to His consciousness. When you serve the helpless people, birds and animals more and more, you will merge into His consciousness, which is the same as Mohanji’s too. The reason for His visit was to make you stronger and instill more faith. He has done that. Now, you will be able to do much more for the world. Take the steps. I am with you. He wants nothing else from you. Help the Helpless. Serve Unconditionally. Love, M”

MOHANJI

2.3.2004. I gave birth to twins, but too soon, at less than 32 weeks of pregnancy. The forecasts that the boys would survive were slim. They were too small. One was bleeding in the head, already reaching 3rd degree. They thought it would be necessary to operate. There was a great possibility that he would not survive. He was too small, too small to fight! I was desperate! What should I do? Something inside me was telling me that I should not give up, so I went to the pediatrician and told him – “You know what, I can’t and I won’t accept your diagnosis.” I was searching for something I could grab onto, like a person drowning, and the doctor answered – “I like your attitude, it’s very good. It is good that you are sending positive thoughts.” A doctor, vibrations, positive thoughts – all that somehow did not go together! Usually they stick to their findings, and cling to what they have read. I asked for a straw for salvation, and I found it! Encouraged by his words, I cried with every atom of my body, invoking the Virgin Mary. I implored – “Please, I know that they are your children more than mine, please, you allowed them to come into this world, now they need your help the most, please, save them!”
And she heard me. The surgery did not happen!
In Robert’s 2nd year of life, his health got worse again. While playing one day, he fell unconscious. Chronic hydrocephalus – they said! His brain is different, it has a recessed groove, and he also has water in his head. He took medication for 2 years until it started to bother him. Once again surgery that could put him in a wheelchair was mentioned. That evening, when he fell unconscious, I called the hospital but no one in the neurological department answered the call. “Sai Baba, help me please!” I sat down at my computer. I had Facebook now, and ran into a friend who mentioned a powerful man, named Mohanji!
I found him on Facebook, and when I saw that his wife was called Biljana, I felt more comfortable. My English is not so good, but Biljana would understand me, she and I speak the same language. So that’s how I actually made the first contact, with Biljana. Somehow, I immediately felt that we would get along well, she was a darling to me from the start. Biljana translated my messages to Mohanji, and then conveyed his messages back to me! I told her everything about the situation with little Robert, and Mohanji immediately said that there would be no surgery! Although the results of the magnetic resonance imaging were disastrous, still Mohanji claimed that surgery would not happen. Soon there came a message from Biljana – Print out Mohan’s picture, look him in the eyes and pray to his energy that your son recovers! And, please, let me know how it was when you looked at the picture, says Biljana! The next day I printed out two big photos of Mohanji. I followed Biljana’s instructions. I stared at Mohanji’s third eye, and begged for help.

Then something inexplicable happened! The image of Mohanji changed into an image where I clearly saw Sai Baba. I tried several times during the night, and always the same. I saw Sai Baba! I sent a message to Biljana – “I am going crazy Biljana, the image changes by itself. I’m looking at Mohanji who turns into Sai Baba! I should either call the emergency psychiatric clinic, or go there with a picture and let them see for themselves! “No, you have not lost your mind”, came the message from Biljana. “Mohanji says that he is glad that you are so well connected!” I then seriously sat down with the picture in my hand and asked for help. “Mohanji, please help my son with your energy.” I looked at him, and tremendous pain emanated from him. I’ve never seen so much pain, actually. I did not know that pain could be shown the way he showed it to me. Then, the picture kept changing; Mohanji becoming Sai Baba, Sai Baba becoming Mohanji. He showed me that once we were both Red Indians (American Indians), living in the same tribe. At the time I did not know that Mohanji had lost his daughter. When I told Biljana what I had seen, she told me that Mohanji had a daughter who was killed in a car accident. “Wait”, said Biljana, “I’ll ask him whether he has ever been a Red Indian in his past lives!” “Yes, yes, he was an American Indian!” Such honesty on his part at first sight! No pretensions!
We lived at that time under tremendous pressure. I had to pay for a private physiotherapist by myself so that my boys would not be disabled, then buy purified vaccines, take them three times a week to exercise activities, to physicians, speech therapists, psychologists, therapists. My life was reduced to a bus ride to the hospital and back. By this time, I had completely lost my husband somewhere. The pressure was too great and he had fled into the world of drugs. He was getting sicker and sicker. When I found out that he was taking drugs, I went to his doctor to ask him what to do, and he told me “Nothing can be done, until he himself seeks help. We are powerless!” I could not believe it. Is it human to let one sick man make the rest of us sick? His anger bursts were becoming increasingly difficult to bear.
Once I called the police, I wanted to show him that I couldn’t take it any longer. And the police came, his friends came also, and they asked me why I sat at the computer if it bothered him. “This is domestic violence, and both of you are under arrest”, said the police officer! And truly, they also took me to the station. He was sitting at the table with them. They laughed and sent me to a corner of the room near the window, so as not to upset him. I was waiting for a hearing. This went on for several hours. Suddenly a light flashed past me, and in that moment I felt Mohanji’s presence. I knew he was with me. And as if these police officers also knew it, everything suddenly changed. Now they were being nice to me, and offered me a chair to sit in while waiting. Within me, I felt tremendous gratitude. Mohanji had come to help me!
He knew my blockages, better than I knew them. I had difficulty in pronouncing the word “Father” because of my past anger towards my own father. It took me a long time to really accept his message “I Love You Always”. Though it was nice to read, we had to do a lot of work on cleaning my blockages before I could accept it. I do not even know how many times I cried over his picture while he patiently repeated – “It’s all right, I’m always with you!” Thus slowly and steadily, the heaviness towards the word “father” was also washed away by him from my mind. This is indeed freedom!

Whenever I lied to myself, he always gave me a clear sign that I was wrong. I will give you an example! I once asked him to help me solve my financial problems, and I took his picture with the intent to connect with him. I looked at the picture, and in my head a strong thought accompanied with the energy of Mohanji’s eyes – “What is the truth here? Do you have a problem with money, or perhaps money has problems with you?” Ouch, how he read through me. I was in reality too lazy to do affirmations for money. There are a lot of examples like this. Every blockage that was brought to the surface was processed in accordance with the state of my mind.
My journey towards my self has just begun. At the beginning I was looking at Mohanji’s picture in awe. Do you know why? Because I was looking at the picture, a symbol which represented endless intelligence. The symbol which was calling me to awaken and overcome fears. Immense intelligence manifested in the form we know as Mohanji.
Now, freely, safely and easily I pronounce the word “Father”, and the words “I love you.” I AM ETERNALLY GRATEFUL TO THE UNIVERSE, THAT EMBODIED THE AWARENESS OF ALL GREAT AVATARS IN MOHANJI!

360° Meditation

Furthermore, Mohanji gifted us with a more than powerful meditation for deep cleansing and becoming peaceful with oneself, 360° meditation. Each time after practising this meditation I am overflowed with the feeling of bliss. Wonderful state of being which slowly takes me to contemplation. A topic appears on its own…

 …We witness every day the violent treatment of animals, people, nature. I believe that people should not be divided into good and bad. People differ only by the level of awareness in which they are. I believe that we are all essentially good, kind and full of love. I believe that we are equally responsible for each violent act that happened, whether we saw it in the news or heard about it from a friend. There is no difference whether we were physically present in the slaughterhouse or we were sitting at home. The very realisation that exactly that piece of information came to us makes us a co-creator of violence. This is an invitation for acceptance of 100% responsibility. This is what Sai Baba told me when he blessed me with his presence, that was why he addressed me with “Sai”. We are all essentially “Sai”. The question is only whether we are aware of it…

The more I was in the energy of 360° meditation, the more I was aware of myself, I started uttering the words consciously and paying attention to the feelings I radiate. In one experience during the meditation I was like a universe hugging the cosmos, radiating love. Words cannot fathom it. While I was in that state, Mohanji appeared saying, “Do you see how powerful a man is when he stops hiding behind his own fears, when he becomes aware of the responsibility that stands behind the words – we are one consciousness! Feel the thought you wrapped in the love feeling, feel how the universe responds to you!” And really, the cosmos was gratefully absorbing each ray of love I radiated, I felt Mohanji’s support echoing in my head, “Keep going.” The master was happy, he clearly let me know it. I realised and accepted, hugged the awakened consciousness with all my heart, that each second I am a co-creator of everything around me, as I am one with all and all is one with me. This wondrous meditation is a blessing for all of us. We are invited by the very source into deep transformation. Each additional 360° meditation brings new insights, gives clarity. We are one consciousness!

Recently an idea crossed my mind. How amazing it would be if the whole world practiced it and had their minds calmed down and peaceful. One united consciousness of unconditional love!

That is when I turned my thoughts into words and action. I organized an event where anyone from any part of the world can participate and practise this meditation each in their location and at the same time in their time zone. It is scheduled on Thursdays at 7.30pm IST. I welcome  you all not only to benefit yourself, but also to raise the consciousness of society. The collective consciousness will then increase the likelihood of bathing in unity, without hating one while craving for the salvation of the other. Everything is interconnected. We must love all. Whatever we radiate is like a boomerang. Let’s radiate LOVE and GRATITUDE.

Translated into English and edited by Zoran Stefanovski, Biljana Vozarevic and Caroline Moscato