Empowered with Mohanji

By Mamta Gangaramani, USA

Mamta shares with us her beautiful experiences from Mohanji’s powerful and popular online and in-person Empowered programmes

A message and poem of gratitude

Dear Mohanji, 

Thank you for giving me an opportunity to be heard during Empowered 4.0. Your answer has healed me and wiped my tears of a lifetime. Lifetime is too small a word to contain this huge span, and tears are indeed a pool. I am now blessed with relief. To me, your words “Zero deviation from responsibility” are now inscribed in gold.

One by one, layer by layer, I first saw my fears, then my insecurities and lastly, the ownerships leave me. Amazingly you have walked along with me, guiding me miraculously. You have given me the joy of living in multiple frequencies. I feel so honoured about it. I am working hard each day to make myself more deserving now that you have accepted me at your lotus feet. Please keep telling us more about dharmic existences and karmic allowances. I am not a bad investment, I promise. So true that nothing is ours. Even the thoughts and words I am using in this tiny piece of my creativity are yours. I am awaiting the moment to see a clean me one day in the mirror you project. I have tried to express my gratitude in a few lines. 

I am immensely grateful to you, dear Mohanji.

You are the highest attainable.

Higher than the highest, greater than the greatest.

You are Shiva.

I need to raise my devotion to that of Nandi.

You accepted me at your lotus feet. 

 I shall make myself deserving and not disappoint you.

You are the only one of your stature.

Master from the Himalayas guiding me in my own home.

You need nothing from us, not even gratitude.

I now want to be just serving.

You are stability.

I am holding on to you like a strong pillar.

You are unconditional love, kindness and selflessness.

I wish and pray nobody ever brings you any harm.

You are caring for me like a responsibility.

I will gradually be able to discriminate the real from the illusion.

You are working so hard on me with rocket speed.

I need to speed up too.

You have truly empowered me through words of wisdom.

I shall apply them in life and make you proud. 

You gave me the awareness of the third eye.

I am seeing things differently and have developed better outlook.

You chose to be in the space of my heart.

I will always keep it clean and not allow contamination.

You have filled me with both hands.

I already feel attained and realized.

You are indeed Supreme Consciousness.

This Avatar called Mohanji seems to have happened just for me. I know no other God.

Basking in joy and bliss, anand and parmanand…. 

Breaking comfort zones gets me rewarded

The much-awaited program dates of Empowered 5.0 were announced, and we were eagerly looking forward and preparing to reach Serbia. The organizers were very kind and offered to arrange our transport from the airport to the Venue at Zlatibor. They also shared information about the local bus facilities.

Mohanji teaches us about “Breaking the comfort zones.” He says nothing sprouts there. He inspires us to “Dare to be different.” He also talks about “Walking the unknown path.” All of this gave me the courage and the inspiration to choose the bus option and avoid the comfort of the van, thereby giving myself a chance to experience things out of the box and get exploring. 

My plane landed around 12:30 pm. I had planned to take the bus at 14:15, which would take me to Zlatibor by 18:00, and I will be in time for the welcome session. I got done with baggage and customs, my passport and other formalities. Figuring out things just took a little extra time, so I couldn’t make it for the 14:15 bus and got the 15:30 instead. This one had a commute time of four and a half hours to Zlatibor, which meant I would miss the welcome session.

Now, as the clock came close to striking 19:00, the time the welcome session would begin, I was becoming restless. It was also getting dark outside already. The darkness caused a little bit of fear, just a little bit, not much, as l was in an unknown country, the language unknown to me, in a bus on a mountain, and the night was creeping in already.

My mind was processing all possibilities so as not to miss the session. Being with Mohanji is so important for all of us, and we can all relate to the restlessness I was feeling. I then attempted to reach the organizing team to check if it was possible for them to send me a zoom link for the session. This way, I could just take it from the bus. I was completely aware that it may not be possible as it was a last-minute request, and the team would be so busy on the ground.

My restlessness was growing even more. My soul was now making friendly requests to Mohanji, asking him to facilitate the link. And he actually did!

One of our friends from our older WhatsApp group of Empowered 4.0 happened to be sending the link to somebody else. My perspective here is that this person was just an instrument through whom Mohanji sent me the link. Surely, he appreciated my venturesome travel and wouldn’t have let it go without a reward. I could take the session from the bus and didn’t miss a word.

Lessons to take: All thoughts, words, and actions are orchestrated by the Supreme Consciousness. Me missing the 14:15 bus and somebody sending the link for somebody else was all just part of the play. We are not the owners of action. We just sincerely need to follow the teachings of our Master and apply them too. Having full faith in my Master and heartfelt prayers gave me this amazing experience.

Mohanji can move mountains 

I would like to share this experience on behalf of the entire Empowered group. We have all witnessed this. It may lose its significance if it is not brought to our notice, and it needs to be given its due importance. It may easily get forgotten, but it’s really big if pondered upon.

During the welcome session, Mohanji gave us a brief idea about the practice and what we would be doing for the next 5 days. He also told us we were free to choose to sit on chairs or sit on the floor or maybe spread out our yoga mats and choose to lie down. He really wanted us to feel comfortable. We had a hall facility in the hotel, which we would occupy and use for our practice purposes.

A discussion about the space constraint of the hall followed this. Then there were further discussions on the possibility of extending the hall. Some halls have walls with sliding panels making an extension possible. But then very clearly we understood that the walls weren’t flexible and the discussion almost closed, concluding that the hall cannot be extended. The walls were strong fixtures, and there wasn’t any possibility of their removal.

But it was beyond anybody’s imagination what Mohanji could do. He was able to get the strong fixtures removed and thereby get the hall extended. The space was now so much bigger. To me, and I believe to everyone, this was nothing less than witnessing Mohanji move mountains. The walls were really not the movable kind. Even thinking about getting them removed was unimaginable. For a program, just a temporary program of 5 days, who could possibly even want to get into this hassle! This is yet another demonstration of how much he cares for us and how he delivers, crossing over all obstacles. 

Lessons to take: Mohanji can move mountains. We need eyes to see. We need to feel so much gratitude. We must realize that we are the most blessed group ever and must give back too.

Energy support felt tangibly

This is a very special experience. This is on day 5 of our intense workshop on practicing silence at Zlatibor, Serbia. I am sure this experience sharing will help increase the devotion aspect in all the readers.  

One of the instructions for this practice, as given by our beloved Master Mohanji, was to keep the body still. He says we need to take steps, and he is providing us with energy support. We all will agree that staying still is a task, as we are so not used to keeping the body restful. We sit with our spine erect for a while, then feel pain and want to crouch back. 

It was day 5 of the workshop, the last day. I was sitting on a chair, trying to keep my spine erect and keep my body restful. I could do so only for a short while. Then I started feeling the pain in my back. But as this was the last day of the workshop, I was trying to increase my determination not to make any movements and to remain still. The pain kept on increasing. There was a strong urge to crouch back. At the same time, my determination to stay still was gaining strength too. 

There was this powerful thought behind it: it was the last day of the workshop, and there was no tomorrow. So I was bearing the pain. This thought process kept continuing, that is, the urge to crouch and then strengthening the determination, urge to crouch, strengthening the determination. Now the pain really became very excruciating, like it kind of reached the breaking point. I knew I could no longer stay still in the position. The pain now brought a tear to my eye. This is where I believe my subconscious mind came to my rescue. 

Roop dhyan (image worship) has been one of my ways of worship. Just before giving up, my mind got this feed of Roop dhyan from my subconscious mind. I was now imagining the divine hand of Mohanji bringing healing to me. His sacred, beautiful hand with all its shringar (adornments) like the bracelet of beads, the red sacred thread around the wrist, a silver coiled ring and a red stone ring on the fingers. There isn’t anything more beautiful than that.

To my amazement, a miracle happened. This little effort of imagination of his divine hand actually brought me healing. My pain disappeared just like that. The so excruciating pain became no pain. Absolutely no pain. I tangibly felt the energy support that Mohanji spoke about. I could now effortlessly stay still and continue with my practice. The joy of experiencing a miracle filled me with so much that I could hardly focus on the practice. 

My take from this experience: Let’s keep our minds occupied with thoughts of the divine. This keeps our subconscious mind powerful, and our subconscious mind, like our good friend, comes in handy when we really need it. We are on a path where our endurance really gets tested, but with the strongest determination, it rewards us with miracles. Roop Dhyan is a simple and joyous way to raise our devotion.

Guru sends a meal

This is during my return journey on a flight back home to Houston from Belgrade. The seat number assigned to me on this particular flight was 39G, which is an aisle seat in a middle row of four. After boarding, as I came closer to my seat, I found it to be already occupied. This was a family of four, a husband and wife, a toddler of 3 years and an infant of 3 months. When I checked with them about the seat, they realized they had mistakenly occupied my seat. They asked me if I could adjust to take their seat, which was 39D. It was completely understandable that it is a hassle to move with a baby and a toddler for anybody, for that matter. This wasn’t a problem for me at all; after all it was just another aisle seat on the other side of the row. So I simply agreed and went and sat in their seat.

It was now lunchtime. They were serving vegetarian food to only those who had pre-ordered the same. The air hostess came and served me a meal too. I was quite amazed as I had not pre-booked a meal for myself on that flight. I started a small conversation with my co-passenger, the mother, expressing my surprise about it, and told her that I did not pre-book any meal. Her husband overheard this and then recollected that it was he, in fact, who had booked the vegetarian meal for himself, not because he’s a vegetarian but just for the sake of it. We both forgot that we had swapped seats. 

This now got clicked with him, and we understood the whole story behind the meal. So the meal was meant for seat 39D, which is for this family. I now offered them back their meal, but they asked me to accept it as he said that they are providing vegetarian meals to only people who pre-ordered them, and they were fine to eat the regular meal as they were not vegetarians. I was grateful for their courtesy, and then I accepted. 

When I opened the meal box, there was dal and rice, which is a staple Indian meal that every home in India cooks every day. They were happy that I got a good meal. They themselves couldn’t understand what had caused them to book a vegetarian meal and also select the Indian option. To me, it became crystal clear that this meal was sent to me by my Guru, Mohanji. He wouldn’t want me to go back home hungry. This was the most special meal I have ever had in my life. I cherished every bite and felt immense gratitude.

Along with gratitude, there was this immense joy of experiencing a miracle. Some bites even felt saltier after they had gotten mixed with my tears. Later on, the contemplation helped me understand a few lessons. All acts are orchestrated by God. We are not the doers. The couple, just instruments, placed this order. Seats getting interchanged was not accidental. They mistakenly occupying my seat was part of destiny’s play. Guru, like a loving mother, takes care of us. How can he possibly let you go hungry!

|| JAI BRAHMARISHI MOHANJI ||

Edited & Published by – Testimonials Team, 1st December 2022

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The views, opinions, and positions expressed by the authors and those providing comments on these blogs are theirs alone and do not necessarily reflect the views, opinions or positions of Mohanji, Mohanji Foundation, it’s members, employees or any other individual or entity associated with Mohanji or Mohanji Foundation. We make no representations as to accuracy, completeness, timeliness, suitability or validity of any information presented by individual authors and/or commenters on our blogs and will not be liable for any errors, omissions, or delays in this information or any losses, injuries or damages arising from its display or use.

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Experiences with Mohanji, India 2022 – Part 4

Linda Abrol, Netherlands

Yesterday afternoon, on the 31st of August, I had the unexpected good fortune of attending the Ganesh Charturti event with Mohanji, and I was still staying with Harish and Neetha, two dear friends I had not seen for a decade. Harish was, in succession to his father, Dharmadarshi NC Nannaiah, the Managing Trustee of the People’s Trust, a charity that had incessantly worked the past forty years for the welfare of eighteen of the poorest villages in the countryside around Bangalore.

After waking up at 4.30 this morning, I did my daily sadhana practices. When I opened my eyes, a beautiful surprise awaited me. The reflection of the candlelight, shining through the transparent frame of a small Shiva picture, created a cross of light on Mohanji’s heart on the picture behind it. From a physical point of view, the appearance of the cross was perfectly explainable, but it was a miracle for my heart and gave me an intense feeling of being connected. Born a Christian, the very first thought I had during the satsang with Mohanji in Onderdijk last year in 2021: ‘This is how the disciples of Jesus must have felt at the feet of their Master by the waterside two thousand years ago.’ I posted the picture on the Mohanji Netherland app, and this was the immediate and astonishing reaction that followed from Selma, one of the devotees: 

This is really remarkable… Early this morning, I did a prayer to Jesus. I said that I just wanted to be in his presence; I closed my eyes and just kept seeing Mohanji in front of me, I often feel Jesus and Mohanji as one energy, so I jokingly said to Jesus: ‘You will have to give a sign with a cross or something hahaha’.I fell asleep…and see this picture now that I just woke up!

After visiting the People’s Trust project in Sriramanahalli that day, we went to Mohanji’s home address, where we were expected at half past three. Because the main road to the airport had been blocked, it became a bumpy ride through small villages and fields, which made them silently wonder if we would be too late this time, too. But no, we were kindly received, and Mohanji entered his reception room after a few minutes, dressed in white cotton trousers, a plain cobalt blue t-shirt and his hair in a ponytail that had been twisted into a bun at the back of his head. It looked casual and gave us the feeling of talking to a good friend. He inquired about my trip to Kerala.

At Mohanji’s right hand was a beautiful, lifelike painting of himself. To my surprise and amazement, the booklet In Silence with Mohanji, which I had only recently written and was published by Gurulight, was leaning comfortably against his picture. It gave me an enormous feeling of connection and also recognition of the – for me – life-transforming experiences that are described in the book. Rajesh told me afterwards that Mohanji had placed the book there himself a few weeks ago and, in the meantime, had shown it to several people and also given it as a gift. That touched me tremendously and made me think of Swami Gopal Baba, my deceased Master. He, too, did not give direct compliments, but through others, one heard how happy he was with your work. 

A week earlier, a spontaneous thought had come to me: how wonderful would it be if Mohanji would come and visit the People’s Trust project. After all, People’s Trust had already committed itself for forty years to social work for eighteen of the poorest villages around Bangalore and had provided children from poor families with free schooling, nutritious food and much more. One never knew what cooperation or inspiration from both sides with Ammucare (Mohanji’s charity foundation in India) might result from it. Harish had brought a leaflet of the Trust and handed it to Mohanji. Mohanji looked at it calmly and agreed to come. The condition was that there would be no ceremony or garlands, gatherings, speeches, etc. He just wished to come incognito as a mere guest. That, too, is great, so Harish had no problem with that commitment. 

Soon our conversation became what could rightly be called a satsang. Mohanji visibly enjoyed answering the in-depth questions that were asked. When Milica came and pointed out the time and that his next meeting would start elsewhere, he replied nonchalantly: ‘Just tell them I’ll be there in twenty minutes. No, tell them to start already.’ The importance of silence was discussed at length, and briefly, he explained daily life techniques. Freely translated, the technique went like this: Imagine a busy road (symbolising all the mind matter and daily concerns), and on the other side, you see a quiet bench. Now stay focused only on the peace that the bench radiates. As if you were looking right over the passing cars and buses. After a while, there will only be silence. No matter how many cars pass by.

Mohanji also told us about the tremendously beneficial effect of Pitrupaksha, freeing you from the karma and inclinations of your ancestors. And he also said that even without giving annadaan to saints and the needy, you could already experience a great difference in your life by simply offering all your food and drink to the following six forms of Gods: 1. Ganesha, 2. Kul Devatas (to the God who your family worships), 3. Naga Devatas (High souls who return to earth in the form of snakes – nagas – because then they are most likely to be left alone and to function unseen as saviours of the consciousness of the world), 4. Ishta Devatas (your personal form of God), 5. Pitru Devatas (the ancestors), and 6. Gurus.

He spoke about how Mina (a devotee from Serbia) sat next to him on the floor in Novi Sad, Serbia, while he was busy with the messages on his phone. He heard her inwardly repeat the question: Who is Mohanji beyond the physical body? He looked up from his phone and told her to touch his big toe. Finally, after wondering about this question for five years, she got a fulfilling answer when Mohanji took her on a wondrous journey to the sun and through the universe. She has described her experience in a three-part blog. Mohanji asked me to share the link to her experience with one of the attendees, and now I am sharing it with you. Read the first part of her incredible experience: https://minaobradovic.wixsite.com/understandingtruth/post/mohanji-the-universe-a-true-experience 

He took all the time for us and, when a few more people arrived, for them too. Calm, interested, clear and loving as always, he asked us not to leave yet, but to remain seated while he spoke to the other guests. When he finally had to go, he asked us to stay for a meal. We felt at home and welcome and accepted the invitation with both hands.

The arathi in the house mandir started and was similar to the arathi during the Ganesh Chaturti event one day ago; anyone who wished could participate in the flame-waving. Being able to experience this sacred ceremony at Mohanji’s own home will certainly add a special dimension to my daily Mohanji-arathi at my home temple. Mohanji’s parents were watching with shining eyes, and I felt strongly attracted to them. Realising at that moment that calling Mohanji my bada Bhaya (big brother) included them to be my parents as well! While the others were in the living room, I had a long conversation with both of them. They did love the bustle in their house. There were people coming and going all the time. Mohanji’s father had been a surgeon and had worked till old age. If I remember correctly, he was seventy-two when he finally stopped performing surgeries. 

He told me that when he saw me, he thought: ‘I know her. I have seen her before, but where and when?’ Then he went to his sleeping room and returned with a triumphant look and a copy of my booklet. He pointed at the picture on the cover, showing Mohanji and me. That was why I had seemed familiar to him! Now he knew! He smiled. He had even read all my testimonials and therefore felt he already knew me. I was delighted. Mohanji’s father wondered why I did not write a thicker book about Mohanji. His idea was to add new experiences to the book and let it grow. Both parents were so sweet and involved. Mohanji’s mother was a woman of great integrity, and when I mentioned that because of their great example, the world had gained such a Divine Friend, tears ran down her cheeks. We looked deep into each other’s eyes and shared the emotion.

We had a delicious meal of dosa and puri, and when I asked Rajesh why he was not eating with us, he said that he had eaten before, and that his current habit was to eat no more than two meals a day. I smilingly asked him if that was difficult for him because I knew from translating Miraculous Days how fond he was of food. To which Aditya, president of Mohanji Foundation India, said that Rajesh had changed a lot. So he had not only given up smoking (as he wrote in the same book) but also eating a lot since he was with Mohanji. Transformation with Mohanji is unforced and lightning fast; I have had the feeling (and the experience). 

Rajesh, as coordinator of Gurulight, helped enormously with the process of translating and publishing MAST and In Silence with Mohanji, and I had never seen him in person, although we must have exchanged dozens if not hundreds of messages with each other. So he got not one but more than four hugs spread over arrival and departure. After which, I asked him if he had already received a hug from me. After a short photo session with all of us, we said goodbye smiling, satisfied, grateful and happy.

Three beautiful days with my friends later, my flight was leaving at 6 o’clock in the morning of the 4th of August. My loved ones at home were joking that they were doubting whether I was coming home this time or making a new impulsive decision again to stay in India. But this time, I arrived safe, grateful and immensely happy. Being inwardly connected to Mohanji all through the process, I felt safe, loved and cared for, and I was guided to the right people and given the right inspirations and prompts at all times. I had continued my daily Shiva Kavacham listening sessions every night in Vedasudha Hospital, and I felt confident that nothing untoward could happen to me. 

To be continued after the coming blood test results from the hospital in the Netherlands are released within two months…

Links: Pitru Paksha: https://www.facebook.com/sacredbharat/posts/pfbid0XFgpugrVEfhsVNbKv5EvSjeA1ywZAsZ81chctPPcXzUnBKvP7hxNZktFiacLoRFel(https://spiritualpracticecalendar.wordpress.com/)

|| JAI BRAHMARISHI MOHANJI ||

Edited & Published by – Testimonials Team, 26th November 2022

Disclaimer:

The views, opinions, and positions expressed by the authors and those providing comments on these blogs are theirs alone and do not necessarily reflect the views, opinions or positions of Mohanji, Mohanji Foundation, it’s members, employees or any other individual or entity associated with Mohanji or Mohanji Foundation. We make no representations as to accuracy, completeness, timeliness, suitability or validity of any information presented by individual authors and/or commenters on our blogs and will not be liable for any errors, omissions, or delays in this information or any losses, injuries or damages arising from its display or use.

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A visit to Pashupatinath

by Ulla Bernholdt

Visiting Pashupatinath in Kathmandu leaves you in awe.  

It is a high-frequency energy centre where life and death, the past and the present meet, and miracles happen.

I would like to share with you an experience of how the grace of Mohanji saved me from taking another birth.

We often hear Mohanji say that people who are connected to a true Master can feel a certain intensity in their lives because the Master is reducing the number of lifetimes. What was supposed to be experienced over many lives gets reduced to only a few but more intense lives. 

Mohanji teaches us that a strong emotion connected to an experience leaves an imprint on us, which calls for us to take another incarnation for the fulfilment of a desire. 

In January 2022, my dear friend Gurudatta and I went to Nepal to do Annadan. In Kathmandu, we visited the Pashupatinath temple area, which is a huge temple complex. It has 492 temples and ashrams and also serves as a cremation ground on the ghats of the Bagmati River.  

Pashupatinath is considered one of the most sacred Hindu temples of Nepal dedicated to Lord Shiva. It is the 13th Jyotirlinga, and people would come from the whole Indian continent and beyond to visit and worship the ‘Lord of the Creatures’. 

When I arrived, I felt a deep desire to enter the main temple despite not knowing anything about the place. But I couldn’t fulfil the urge; I was denied access because Pashupati’s main temple is strictly prohibited for foreigners. You must have a certificate to prove your Hindu status if you look like a foreigner.

So, an armed police officer stopped me at the entrance asking if I was a Hindu. I am not religious in a traditional way. Still, the Hindu philosophy, following Sanatana Dharma principles and the liberation aspect of Hinduism is what come the closest to my own understanding and my experiences. This is why I told the guard I am a Hindu. But there was no way I could convince him, having a white complexion and no written proof. “You must go and talk with the people at the Sanskrit office”, he said, “they will explain.”

In the office, they said I had to be not only a Hindu but a Hindu by birth. Then they gave some examples of celebrities who had been denied access, such as Sonia Gandhi, the wife of the then Indian Prime Minister. 

The officer then told me that there was only one way I could attain eligibility to enter the main temple. That would be if my desire was strong enough so that I would be born again as a Hindu in Pashupatinath.

I was very disappointed, and inside I was crying because I could not enter the temple. At that point in time, even I could not understand myself. Where did this deep craving come from to visit a temple I had never heard of before?

Outside, youngsters were recording TikTok videos with the temple as a backdrop. Still feeling sad, I tried to see the positive side of the situation and concluded that I was indeed blessed to be born a westerner. Now, I have the capacity to travel to Nepal, do service and represent our Tradition. What if I were born again in Pashupatinath and I only cared about taking selfies like those young people? 

Nothing is given to us just by taking another birth at Pashupatinath; what if my level of awareness would be lesser, and I would forget my purpose? Indeed, we cannot be sure of getting the same beneficial circumstances that would make us crave for God and realisation. I do not wish to take an additional lifetime to go to one temple. And besides that, Shiva is omnipresent, so I don’t need to look for him in a temple! 

All these things I would try to convince myself. But the fact is after six months had passed, I still carried a very strong craving to visit the main Pashupatinath temple. Even though I knew it was impossible, I still hoped that someday I could enter. Every time I thought of the place, I would become very emotional, yearning to go there. 

I now went to Nepal a second time, and though I knew it would take a miracle for me to enter Pashupatinath, I could not give up my strong desire to enter the inner court and at least touch the temple. 

One day, I went to the temple market to purchase rudraksha malas and some gifts for my friends. Without even having planned it, I was drawn to the main gate of the temple, where an armed police officer was on guard. Spontaneously I approached him, thinking that I could at least try to enter.  

Again, I was asked to prove my status as a Hindu. “Where is your Hindu card?” The guard asked. Of course, I did not have such a card, but it came to my mind to show him the only cards I had; my Acharya visiting card and a Mohanji card. After an explanation about my connection to Mohanji, he accepted, and I was granted access to go through the first gate! 

I was stunned, thinking that only Mohanji could open the sealed doors for me. Confident that Mohanji could grant me access, I approached the next checkpoint. 

At the final gate, the procedure was the same. Again I was accepted by showing Mohanji’s photo on the card as an admission ticket!

Now finally, I could enter the courtyard and touch the temple! It was such an overwhelmingly happy experience to me, so fulfilling. The temple was not open, so I decided I would do three rounds of circumambulation, and I prostrated at every doorstep. At the end of the 3rd round, the big boss policeman came and threw me out of the premises saying foreigners were not allowed. I could do nothing about it, but I was feeling so happy now my mission was accomplished. 

This experience shows that Mohanji and his blessings are always with us and can take away any blockage in our life if we are eligible. We don’t know if we are eligible before we try. Mohanji knows what prevents us from going forward, and he does everything possible to fulfil our desires in this life to save us from taking additional births. He never postpones; he does his job even if it takes a miracle for us to reach completion.

Just as I end this story, I found an article in the Speaking Tree regarding visiting Pashupatinath:

The temple is one of the 275 Paadal Petra Sthalams (Holy Abodes of Shiva) on the continent. In the past times, only born Hindus were allowed to enter the temple. Others could look at it from the other side of the river. However, the norms have been relaxed due to many incidents. If the individual is destined, they take and complete the journey to reach these footsteps without any resistance or obstructions along the way, under Rudra’s loving grace. It is the final stage of harsh penance. Thus, the slave (pasu – the human condition) becomes the Master (pati – the divine condition).

https://www.speakingtree.in/allslides/about-famous-temple-pashupatinath-temple/128026

I offer my sincere gratitude to my Master Mohanji, who is the epitome of compassion and unconditional love. May I grow to be as selfless as you, dear Mohanji and serve the world! 

|| JAI BRAHMARISHI MOHANJI ||

Edited & Published by – Testimonials Team, 20th October 2022

Disclaimer:

The views, opinions, and positions expressed by the authors and those providing comments on these blogs are theirs alone and do not necessarily reflect the views, opinions or positions of Mohanji, Mohanji Foundation, it’s members, employees or any other individual or entity associated with Mohanji or Mohanji Foundation. We make no representations as to accuracy, completeness, timeliness, suitability or validity of any information presented by individual authors and/or commenters on our blogs and will not be liable for any errors, omissions, or delays in this information or any losses, injuries or damages arising from its display or use.

We reserve the right to delete, edit, or alter in any manner we see fit blog entries or comments that we, in our sole discretion, deem to be obscene, offensive, defamatory, threatening, in violation of trademark, copyright or other laws, of an express commercial nature, or otherwise unacceptable.

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My destiny with Mohanji – Part 2

Aditya Nagpal, India

Real shift

My real shift started happening in 2019 during Mohanji’s satsang in Hyderabad. I was a part of the organizing team, and afterwards, there was a huge transformation and a significant shift in my connection with Mohanji. I started seeing Mohanji inside me. This was becoming stronger by the day. I started seeing and feeling Mohanji everywhere. I started connecting to my spine spontaneously. The same year, I attended Kurnool seva (2019) and was fortunate to be with him and spend one night at his Ashram in Bangalore on Guru Purnima. 

I spent three days with Mohanji in Kurnool, where Mohanji shared a story about an old man who really wanted to meet him before leaving the body, and Mohanji fulfilled his wish. I do not remember the entire story, but in the end, he said to the man, “You need to intensify your connection with me gradually.” This was the summary of the story, and this message was so apt for me, “Keep intensifying your connection to me until you completely merge into me.” 

In the seva, we were supposed to serve pilgrims who traveled hundreds of kilometres from Karnataka and Maharashtra to Srisailam, a very famous Jyotirlinga temple in South India. We had to serve them food, and water, provide medical aid and give leg massages. Serving food was fine, but I was uncomfortable about giving leg massages. 

My mind and ego came into play, and I tried to escape doing it. But it did not work, and I was made to do it. I started with a prejudiced mind, but after a few massages, I enjoyed the seva. On return to Hyderabad, I realized that my ego had taken a big hit, because of which Mohanji had gone deeper into my system. 

The same year, there was a Guru Purnima satsang planned with Mohanji in Bangalore. One day in the morning, after meditation, I was looking at Mohanji’s picture and had the urge to attend the satsang. On Guru Purnima day, I reached the venue early and got an opportunity to help with the arrangements. 

After some time, Mohanji arrived at the venue. It was wonderful to see him. I prostrated at his feet. The satsang started, and people asked questions to Mohanji. After some time, Devi Amma also arrived there. My mind went into some other thoughts during this session, and I was not listening to Mohanji. Suddenly Mohanji looked at me and said, “Nagpal, do you agree with me?” This was after he had answered someone’s question. I was dumbfounded. I was sitting at the back, and everyone was looking at me. I said, “Yes, Father.” He did this to bring my mind back to him, and after that, I listened carefully. 

That night happened to be a lunar eclipse night. Mohanji had suggested chanting throughout the night. Somehow, I learned that full-night chanting was happening at Mohanji’s Ashram. Very few people knew this. This was an invitation for me, but I could not decide to go there as I had already booked a bus back to Hyderabad. After the satsang was over, I got an opportunity to help clear up. Mohanji had already left for the Ashram. 

Mohanji Acharya Aishwarya insisted that I visit the Ashram for some time, and then she would drop me at the bus stop. On the way to the Ashram, I got a strong pull to spend the night there. Mohanji and Devi Amma were at the Ashram, and as we arrived, Devi Amma hugged everyone there and left. It seemed as if she was waiting for our arrival. 

This was the first time I went to Mohanji’s Ashram. I cannot describe the energy of that place; it was unimaginable. I stayed back that night to chant. I was a little tired, but the energy there kept me awake all night. Next morning at around 5.00 am, Mohanji came down from his room, looked at me, tapped my chest and said, “Oh! You are here. Good to see you here”, as if he did not know I was there. 

After completing the chanting, we went out for Conscious Walking. I had a wonderful time at the Ashram. This was totally unplanned, but it was indeed his plan. After returning to Hyderabad, I was in a different mode altogether, something I had never experienced before. There were very few thoughts in me. I stayed in this mode for a few days. 

2019 was the year of transformation for me. My connection with Mohanji was intensifying. Serving Mohanji and his mission became my purpose in life. I was doing seva with full dedication. Later that year, I got selected for Mohanji Acharya training (October). I was delighted but couldn’t attend because of passport issues. That disappointed me. I desired to become an Acharya and serve the mission to my best capacity; instead, I got another great opportunity. 

One month later, I was made the country head of India. I was empowered and was allowed to serve the mission, which I really wanted to do. Guess where I was announced as the country head? In Shirdi, when I was with Mohanji! This was another miraculous meeting with Mohanji in Shirdi, which confirmed the oneness between Sai and Mohanji. 

I was deeply connected to Mohanji now, and many things were changing. Still, I used to visit Shirdi frequently to do seva. I planned to go to Shirdi in December for a weekend seva and booked a room in a hotel where I usually stay in Shirdi, right opposite the Chavadi, which is like being in the aura of Baba all the time. 

One day earlier, a Mohanji Family member called from Pune and said she would also be visiting with a friend and needed a room to stay in. It was hard to find a room as it was the weekend, and they had planned only a day prior. So I offered them my room as I am a regular to Shirdi and can easily stay elsewhere. I started looking for another room near the temple, but I could not get one. 

I then tried Jivanta Hotel as I had no other option. When I called them, only the most expensive room was available. I requested a discount on the pricing, and luckily they accepted it. Still, the cost was very high, which made me restless. But was there something behind all this? I reached Shirdi the following day. Someone told me that Mohanji was visiting Shirdi around the same time. I learned that Mohanji was checking into the same hotel that night. I was overjoyed. I realized that this was all arranged by him. But was that it? 

I went for darshan at the Sai temple in the afternoon. After darshan, I went to that hotel to see if my friends had checked in. But to my surprise, the hotel owner said that the room was not available as they had given it to someone else by mistake. I was agitated as this was very unprofessional of them. I was also worried for the two ladies as no other room was available. I went to my hotel and found that both the ladies had gone to my room and were resting. I was relieved. By then, I realized that this was some divine play as Mohanji was also supposed to check into the same hotel. All of us ended up staying there. Luckily, the cost of the room was not entirely upon me now, and I have to confess that it was a big relief for me. We eagerly waited to see Mohanji, who came in around 11.30 pm. 

What a blessing it was to meet and prostrate before Mohanji. I learned that Mohanji’s room was on the 4th floor, and ours was on the 2nd floor. Surprisingly, after searching for his room on the 4th floor, we found that Mohanji’s room was right next to ours. This was an absolute miracle. The next day, we had the good fortune of spending the entire day with him. That day, I was announced as the Country Head of India. Mohanji gave me suggestions and guidelines on how to approach this role. It was huge empowerment!

Usually, in Shirdi, I would spend time in Baba’s aura, but I was in Mohanji’s aura that day. I would stay in Dwarakamai at night, but that night, I stayed next to Mohanji. I felt fulfilled, and there was no need to go for Baba’s darshan. Even while leaving from Shirdi, I would go to Dwarkamai and take Baba’s leave, but I took Mohanji’s leave that day. I firmly believe that nothing can happen in Shirdi without Baba’s will. Baba had indeed sent me to Mohanji.

 After this, I felt that I had found everything in Mohanji. I found my Sai in Mohanji. There was no need to look anywhere else. I was able to see my path clearly, and merging with Mohanji became my only goal. All the distractions dropped off, and the purpose of life became very clear. I dedicated myself to him completely. 

Country Head

In November 2019, Mohanji Foundation CEO Madhusudan called and offered me the role of Country Head of Mohanji Foundation, India. My immediate reaction was that of scepticism; how would it be possible? Mohanji had a deep impact on me by that time, so I accepted the offer after about 30 seconds of thinking. I knew if something had come from Mohanji, he would handle it. I could not attend the Acharya training, but I was given another great opportunity to serve, and I was excited about it.

A Global Summit is conducted yearly around Mohanji’s birthday, in which future plans are discussed. In 2020, it was in Sri Lanka. It was my first Global Summit; the only roadblock was getting leave from office as I had already taken too many that year. But I booked my tickets anyway and left the rest to Mohanji. I did not tell my manager about the holiday and wondered how to go about it. 

A few days before the Summit, my manager called me to his room and said, “The client really appreciates your work, and they want to take you on permanently. So if you are ok, you can join them.” This was a miracle. Not only did I get to join a new company at a higher package, but I could easily avail the leave to go to Sri Lanka as I was leaving the company. My path to go to Sri Lanka with Mohanji was cleared.

I reached Sri Lanka as a part of the Global Summit team. I developed an inferiority complex looking at the other participants there. They were professional with great presentations. I was very new to all this and did not know how to deal with it. During the first two days of the Summit, I did not speak to anyone, thinking I would be judged. But as always, Mohanji knows everything. On the third day of the Summit, he randomly called out my name and teased me in front of everyone. He said, “Speak something; no one will judge you here.” 

As he moved out of the conference hall, he tapped my chest, “Are you open now?” He did that to open me up and remove my inferiority complex. After that, I could communicate easily with others, and my confidence increased immensely. Mohanji removed the blockages within me, which made me free. After this, there were profound moments of deep silence and no thoughts during this trip, which cannot be described. 

During the initial months of my tenure as the Country Head, the Covid pandemic struck the world. As instruments of Mohanji, we had to take up the responsibility of bringing positive vibes to the world during the chaos. I was busy with many activities starting and many volunteers coming forward to provide support. 

I was kept busy in a very positive way. I worked from home alone for more than six months before going to my hometown Jammu in October. As guided by Mohanji, I took up intense early morning sadhana, which helped me stay stable. 

In December 2020, Madhusudan offered me a role in the Global Management team. I gladly accepted it as it was another opportunity to serve, and by that time, I knew Mohanji would handle everything. Now, my role has expanded to the global platform. This role has expanded my horizons as I interact and work with our global family destroying my limitations of being restricted to serving one country.

As I progressed in my role as the Country Head, I realized the reason behind the position. It was done to eliminate a lot of my baggage and take me closer towards my goal of total dissolution. Situations were given, an understanding to handle the situations was given, and it was up to me to implement the teachings and rise above or detach myself from all the situations. It taught me how to deliver without ownership, which I can now observe and accept. I strongly feel that whenever Mohanji gives a task to anyone, he gives us an opportunity to surrender our actions to him. This needs constant practice. The role of the Country Head helped me practice acceptance and surrender in all situations.

With his grace, I am still serving in both roles, but aware that these roles are temporary. They are given to me as per my individual requirement on the path of liberation. When the path is complete dissolution, Tradition arranges everything for you at the right time as per your constitution and capacity. You don’t have to ask for anything, it is delivered to you as per your eligibility, and it could be different for different people depending on the individual constitution. This is why we cannot compare. Our beloved Master ensures that every individual deeply connected to him is moving towards the same goal of complete dissolution. All we need to do is accept whatever is given to us with complete faith and surrender.

|| JAI BRAHMARISHI MOHANJI ||

Edited & Published by – Testimonials Team, 6th October 2022

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Experiences with Mohanji, India 2022 – Part 1

By Linda Abrol, Netherlands

When, on Tuesday, 5 July, I was walking in the woods with Mira, our stubborn Maltezer Shih Tzu, I received a phone call from the hospital. The last result of the extensive blood test has arrived. All other results were negative, but this last one was positive. “You’ll have to come back in three months for another blood test. But the doctor has already discussed this with you. And you can ask the other questions in three months when you get the test results,” said the assistant. When I started googling, to my horror, I saw that it was an autoimmune disorder with the possibility of various health issues like a heart attack, brain infarction, thrombosis and pulmonary embolism due to blood clotting. Giving blood thinners would be worse than the disease. Cure possibilities? No, no cure is possible. If both treatment and cure were not an option, then I would become a kind of time bomb, right?

I came across a story in Guru Leela about the immense benefits of Shiva Kavacham and immediately started listening once a day. Then the thought of Judith from Switzerland popped up. I do online Consciousness Kriya yoga with her and had also recently met her in person in Wales when Mohanji came to Skanda Vale in June 2022. Judith knew an Ayurvedic doctor in Switzerland who had two clinics in India. She thought that I really should come to Switzerland for a diagnosis by Dr George. She had never met anyone who could diagnose better. 

Judith called Dr George himself to ask if there was a place for me in the hospital. 2 days later, I received a call from Dr George. He told me he could not treat me with medicine and asked if I could come to India. And if I could, if I could buy a ticket the same afternoon because his secretary was also going on holiday and had only one day left to help me with all the forms and formalities. I immediately decided to go. I called Antje, his secretary, on Friday afternoon, 8 July. She helped me enormously. The first available place was already in a fortnight! I booked my ticket the same afternoon, and even my medical visa was arranged the very next day. For that, I needed a doctor’s certificate from the hospital in India, which arrived in time. 

Judith said it was a miracle that Dr George called me so quickly. That people had to wait three months for a call from him. Let alone that they could get an appointment for a diagnosis quickly. That he often gets a thousand emails a day. Who else but Mohanji could have achieved this miracle? 

I was quite calm under the diagnosis and all the preparations for the trip. But under the skin, something was tickling. I started worrying about the flight because I had an increased risk of thrombosis. And because that chance is multiplied by three in an aeroplane. I sent a message to Subhasree and explained my predicament. I had a meeting with the women’s circle I attended, a lovely, small and intimate group of women who come together on a monthly base with the simple aim of loving and sharing. To support each other to keep or raise our energy frequency. I felt safe enough to share my fear with them. Suddenly there were many tears, and then I noticed how scared I was to end up half-paralysed and helpless in a wheelchair or in bed. There were four pairs of loving arms around me, and I let myself go completely and be carried in their energy. It was not wallowing. It was a total surrender to what came up as a torrent that slowly faded away, leaving behind a very clean environment, taking the fear with it. 

When I got hold of Subhasree on the phone just before the trip, she promised to do Mai-Tri on the day of the flight. “And take an aspirin before you take off,” she said. “Mohanji says you have to be practical too and aspirin thins your blood.” Of course, I gladly followed her advice, and the trip went off without a hitch. And because the long queues at the ticket counter and at customs (due to the extreme shortage of staff at Schiphol these days) are not good for thrombosis either, she advised me to apply for Airport Assistance. But I was already too late for that. I decided to let that part go and see what would happen. If necessary, I decided I would dance in the queue. But strangely enough, the queues turned out to be minimal, and within an hour, I was at the gate, where I had heard stories of people who arrived at their gate after four hours and saw their plane take off right in front of them. 

I took my aspirin just before take-off and walked up and down the aisles on the plane. At the Delhi International Airport, I suddenly felt a strong sense of gratitude for the prosperous journey and apprised Subhasree of my experiences. When I looked up, I saw a clothes shop and what was written on it in big letters: BIBA. For those who don’t know: that is the name of Devi Mohan, Mohanji’s wife! How close Mohanji felt at that moment! His Shakti made everything possible and even a pleasant experience. 

And the fine experiences had just begun! I had already exchanged my fear of a sick, weak and nauseous process for the option: what if everything goes smoothly and is fun too? At Kochin International Airport, I was met by Sajid, the driver of Vedasudha Ayurvedic Hospital. His friendly welcome and support were just a prelude to all the warmth that flooded me on arrival at the hospital. Friendly faces were welcoming me, fresh flowers were offered to me, and I lighted a flame at the entrance of the patients’ accommodation. 

The hospital was beautifully situated between rubber plantations and rich houses on adjoining grounds with more than two hundred and fifty medicinal trees planted with care by the teacher of the owner. An adorable reception building with a small temple for the founder of Ayurveda, Dhanvantari, a beautiful patient quarters with covered galleries, a cow shed, a yoga hall, a dining hall, therapy rooms and so on. The roofs of the buildings were constructed in such a way that they protruded in all directions, forming verandas for shade. The tiles were red, and squirrels used them as playgrounds.

Each butterfly, leaf and tree was twice the size of similar butterflies, trees or leaves in the Netherlands. The real tropical rainforest feeling. I could hang in there! The female therapists were unanimously dressed in pink and the men in blue. They were also unanimously friendly, helpful and caring. I was told that the energy frequency of the place was really high, which was not difficult to feel.

Why am I writing about all this? Because I could not have realised what a blessed place I had been sent to. I consider that another blessing from Mohanji. At first, I had thought it was purely a physical treatment and was happy when I discovered that they were treating human beings as integral beings. But that I would end up in a place with such a high frequency of dedicated service, compassion, and higher science is so much more of a blessing than I could have imagined.

And yet another blessing: Dr George normally worked in his practice in Switzerland, but he could examine me personally because he was now in India. And I had already heard from Judith how specific and accurate his diagnoses were, but now I also heard it daily from all the other patients. So, even though his doctors in India were phenomenal, I wanted to hear from him about what I was facing. He confirmed the hospital’s results by pressing certain points, looking at the colour of the inside of my ankle, and examining my tongue and pulse. He also examines a lot of other things, but he does that automatically according to the patients who were already there. He could give me good hope for healing. Of course, he could not give any guarantee, but he was positive. They would try to separate the crystals in my blood from the healthy blood, let it sink into my feet and then vein it out. That sounded very strange to me, but anything was better than being a time bomb.

Herewith, part 1 of this testimonial comes to an end. This is just the beginning of a wondrous experience, staged and guided by Mohanji’s grace from the initial shock of the very beginning to the wonderful and surprising end of an adventurous and unexpected extra journey. More on that later in Parts 2, 3 and 4.

|| JAI BRAHMARISHI MOHANJI ||

Edited & Published by – Testimonials Team, 29th September 2022

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The views, opinions, and positions expressed by the authors and those providing comments on these blogs are theirs alone and do not necessarily reflect the views, opinions or positions of Mohanji, Mohanji Foundation, it’s members, employees or any other individual or entity associated with Mohanji or Mohanji Foundation. We make no representations as to accuracy, completeness, timeliness, suitability or validity of any information presented by individual authors and/or commenters on our blogs and will not be liable for any errors, omissions, or delays in this information or any losses, injuries or damages arising from its display or use.

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Skanda Vale and London – Part 3

June 2022

On Friday, I got a ride from Selma to the BE YOU event in St Albans, near London. Nico and Sita rode along with two Swamis from Skanda Vale. Again we felt carried and pampered by Mohanji during every part of the trip. The hotel was surrounded by greenery, and I was grateful that it was outside the city.

We had a lovely get-together with Parvati on the terrace in front of the hotel. Sita told us that she had read that morning in Guru Subramaniam’s autobiography that he was an incarnation of Swami Brahmananda from the Ramakrishna order. She was incredibly surprised. In all the years she had known Guru Subramaniam, she had never heard anything about this. Swami Gopal had confirmed and is regarded as the incarnation of Sarada Devi, the wife of Ramakrishna. Therefore, a trip to the Ramakrishna ashram in Bangalore was usually a regular part of our annual trip to Swami.

Sita and I shared our enthusiasm about yet another synchronicity. It felt like it had come full circle. I had still not fully understood my connection with and attraction to Skanda Vale and thought about it from time to time. Even when I said goodbye inwardly to Guru Subramaniam before leaving that same morning, I still didn’t understand how I had ended up in front of his picture in his ashram.

The next day in St Albans, I stood at the book table and picked up the book The Silence of Shiva. I asked Mohanji inwardly if he had a message for me and randomly flipped open the book. To my utter amazement, the first three lines I read told me that Guru Subramanian of Skanda Vale was the incarnation of Swami Brahmananda of the Ramakrishna order. This was too coincidental for words. Mohanji is not beside us. He is within us and all around us. He guides us in the smallest details of our lives. The incident made me feel even more embraced and supported by The Tradition.

During the weekend, I would sometimes sit and watch Mohanji give Shaktipat or sign books and bless items for people. He did everything with such intense attention that I loved to watch from a distance. To see him standing there so quietly and serenely, all in white, like a true Jesus with both hands raised to give the blessings, was a sight to behold.

When he was signing books, I saw a woman with a big pile coming. “In Silence with Mohanji”, the little booklet that I had written, was one of them. It wasn’t hard to see because it was the thinnest of all. Would Mohanji really sign it for her? I thought. What a blessing it would be to see him sign my booklet as if I still needed that confirmation as the crowning glory of my work. Something in me genuinely doubted that Mohanji was going to sign the booklet.

When he finally did it, it relaxed me and made me happy. The woman later told me, ‘When I gave the book to him, Mohanji said, “The woman who wrote it is also here. She is sitting over there,” and he pointed to you.’ That made me so happy. A little Satwic ego can do no harm, isn’t it? Mohanji knows what we need. Due to many extreme circumstances over the past six years, I had developed insecure feelings, and Mohanji leaves no stone unturned to re-empower me.

After the Consciousness Dancing session, we had a meditation, Blossoms of Love. During the meditation, all participants received Mohanji Energy Transfer (MET). I had not experienced this before. In my life, I had had many experiences with different kinds of healing power, but I was not prepared for the special effect of the MET. It was as if a small hole was drilled in my crown through which a tangible beam of light came in, into my head and torso. How does one feel light? I don’t know either, but that’s how it felt. And after the brief touch, the sensation lingered for a deliciously long time. An opening had definitely been created or accentuated. Thank you, Mohanji.

As I walked toward the event hall at one point, the thought came to me that every moment is meaningful and that we can make use of each moment to make a difference to someone. We had the possibility to not only receive Mohanji’s energy but also to give energy and attention. I did not know why this thought came to me. Surely we were in the middle of a program where everything was already organized?

When I walked into the room, a woman was sitting alone on a chair. I sat down next to her for a moment as she had my booklet on her lap. She told me she was going to have it signed. I asked her how she experienced the event because I didn’t know her, and maybe she was new. She told me that she had been informed by a friend and since her beloved dog had died only two weeks ago, she felt she had to come. I empathized with her. I know how it feels. And maybe someone else experiences it even more intensely.

Two tears rolled down her cheeks, and I literally felt her dog’s presence. He tried to give me a message by touching my left leg. I got an image of her dog licking her tears. My dogs have never done that, so it was not a familiar image to me. I asked, ‘What would your dog have done if he saw you in tears?’ Without hesitation, she said, ‘He would lick my tears.’ I said, ‘That’s exactly what he came here to do. I see it. And I feel that he is here.’ My hair stood on end, and I now understood why I had just thought of being open to offer help at any unexpected moment. Thank you, Mohanji!

A second chance to touch someone’s heart came when, after the event, I offered to distribute the leftover flowers to the attendees. Standing behind the book table was a kind lady. I asked her which flower she would like. I got to choose, she said. I tuned into her for a moment and chose the sunflower from the bouquet. She was moved because that had been her favourite flower since childhood and had a special meaning for her, another special moment that we both won’t forget easily.

At the airport, a friendly airport assistant guided us past all the long lines of people waiting. We had to wait near the gate, and a little later, Dirk van de Wijngaard, his wife Mina and Parvati arrived, also accompanied by an assistant. It turned out that they had booked the same plane. Our minds and hearts were already filled to the brim, but there was still room for more satsang, airport satsang.

Dirk was, as usual, full of stories which he shared in everlasting ecstasy and enthusiasm, and we were an eager audience. I especially loved the story about the angel-like picture of Mohanji, Dirk (on his knees) and Subhasree in Mohanji’s arms. A few rays of light touched the hearts of both Dirk and Subhasree and were living proof of their pure and unmatched devotion. I had been there when the picture was taken and felt the vibration of their love there and then.

Dirk confirmed that it was he who had given the ring to Mohanji as per the instruction of Sathya Sai and Shirdi Sai Baba, telling him in a dream: “Hey boy, get up and bring the protection ring to our son.” I had had an immediate strong notion at the restaurant that it must have been Dirk who was the giver of the ring when I heard Mohanji talking about it to Vijay, who sat opposite him at the table. At that time, it was not yet clear who exactly had been the giver. From where I sat, I heard only bits and pieces of the story. When Dirk confirmed my feeling and explained how the stones were connected with the planets, the sun and the moon and that the ring was actually meant for protection, I sighed with relief and felt that this was the answer to my prayer for protection for Mohanji!

Dirk and I have known each other for more than thirty years, and it was through his inspiration that I set up People’s Trust Zijdeverwerking. A foundation to support a Vocational Training Centre in the People’s Trust project for the poorest of the poor in Srimanahalli near Bangalore. Dirk always keeps popping up in our lives and is a blessed example of absolute, pure faith and devotion. Was it a coincidence that I was sitting right next to his daughter Parvati on the plane and that Dirk and Mina were sitting with Nico and Sita of all places?

The security officer at the airport wouldn’t let me proceed since she thought that some strange glow was seen on the scan at the heart level. I think I know what that glow was. The official asked me to remove my rudraksha mala. She thought that maybe the mala was causing the disturbance. But it wasn’t. Even without the mala, I was a suspect. Probably a Divine Thief lives in our hearts. Parvati had the same experience! She was even shown her scan by the official. And something strange and inexplicable was really clearly visible as a yellow-golden glow in her torso.

For me, it was, without doubt, the golden energy of Mohanji’s divine love that rendered our heart chakra charged with literally visible energy, that we carried home to deepen the integration of his love and served as a strong and steady base for ‘survival’ during the cleansing period that started right after we arrived home. But that is material for my next testimonial.

A warm heart full of gratitude for Mohanji and the lovely UK team, our new family. We felt carried by the warm welcome all the way from home and back. Flying to Manchester in the same plane with Mohanji and flying back with Dirk, Mina, Parvathi, Sita and Nico and feeling carried on the wings of love all the way. Thank you, Mohanji. Thank you, team UK! With all our love!

Part 1 link – https://wordpress.com/post/mohanjichronicles.wordpress.com/29216

Part 2 link – https://wordpress.com/post/mohanjichronicles.wordpress.com/29268

|| JAI BRAHMARISHI MOHANJI ||

Edited & Published by – Testimonials Team, 1st September 2022

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The views, opinions, and positions expressed by the authors and those providing comments on these blogs are theirs alone and do not necessarily reflect the views, opinions or positions of Mohanji, Mohanji Foundation, it’s members, employees or any other individual or entity associated with Mohanji or Mohanji Foundation. We make no representations as to accuracy, completeness, timeliness, suitability or validity of any information presented by individual authors and/or commenters on our blogs and will not be liable for any errors, omissions, or delays in this information or any losses, injuries or damages arising from its display or use.

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Skanda Vale and London – Part 1

June 20, 2022

by Linda Abrol, Netherlands

‘We booked tickets to Skanda Vale and got a room even though everything was said to be full!’ Sita is clearly touched when she shares the good news with me. For it was in Skanda Vale that she married Nico, during the time when Swami Subramanian was alive, more than 45 years ago. It was the most beautiful time of their lives. They preferred to live there permanently. 

I had not made a decision to go to the UK until then because the excitement of Mohanji’s stay in the Netherlands (early June 2022) a week prior to this call was still tangible in my cells, and I was integrating all experiences. But there were only a few days left, and I really had to decide now before everything was full and sold out. Still, I was relaxed because if Mohanji wanted me to come, it would work out anyway. 

Skanda Vale had a certain attraction for me. Why? I did not know. I had never even seen a picture of the ashram or Guru Subramanian, the inspirator and initiator. But the sound in Sita’s voice when she told of her desire to visit Skanda Vale again and the prospect of a week in divine and natural surroundings sounded very attractive to me. It felt special and familiar at the same time. And when I heard that they would most probably be on the same plane as Mohanji, who would also go to Skanda Vale, I was convinced. 

For over thirty years, with countless blessings from my beloved Masters, it had never happened that I had been on a plane with my Guru. Only a few small problems to tackle:

  • A plane that was full.
  • No place to sleep.
  • A ticket sale that could come to a close at any moment. 

I decided to call Selma – who was very familiar with Skanda Vale – to ask if she would know of a place to sleep somewhere near the ashram since there were no more available rooms in the ashram. Selma liked the prospect of us coming so much that she immediately offered that she and Peter would sleep in the camper and I could sleep in Peter’s room. She had even spoken to him about the possibility beforehand! 

‘And you should book the June 24 event soon because Vijay is about to close ticket sales as we speak this afternoon. He’s just waiting for you! I will then bring you a comforter, pillowcase, towels, thick woollen cardigan, and anything else you might need. It’s a very small wooden shack with no bathroom or toilet, though. Do you mind?’ No, of course not! I had no expectations, so everything was a bonus. 

How could it be that she had already talked to Peter about the possibility of my coming, and how could it be that Vijay was waiting for my ticket request? And how could it be that Selma and Peter were willing to squeeze themselves into a camper with three children to grant me a room at the ashram and that she was also willing to arrange bedding, towels and clothing for me? If this wasn’t a higher plan?

The cold was a bit worrisome because just two weeks before, I had received the diagnosis ‘cold agglutination’ from the haematologist, a fairly rare condition that belongs to the autoimmune varieties. The blood attacks itself when it gets cold. It will then start to clot, and red blood cells get destroyed. But with all the help Selma so spontaneously offered, it could only work out well, right? It was too surprising for words. 

Within the record time of half an hour, I had a room, a ticket for the event at the end of the week in London, about the last plane ticket to Manchester, and an extra night’s accommodation on the night before the event. And someone was showing so much care for even the smallest details of my comfort! Being able to book such a complicated trip so quickly and surprisingly felt like a warm welcome and divine grace. 

My husband took us all to the airport on June 20. There were huge crowds at Schiphol Airport due to major staff shortages and long lines blocking the counters. Due to physical problems, Sita had booked airport assistance for Nico, so we sailed with the help of a friendly assistant along each row and were at the right gate in no time. 

Loes, Sita’s girlfriend, apprised us every few minutes of the whereabouts of Mohanji’s plane from Belgrade, which she followed via a sky scanner app on her phone. But their plane turned out to be delayed, and with our simple calculation, it didn’t seem possible that they were going to catch the plane to Manchester. I prayed quickly, and then Loes reported that our plane was also delayed. That would solve the problem, I thought gratefully, because once in my life, taking off with my Guru, even if only in kilometres instead of energy frequency, felt like an unexpected blessing I had never had the chance to experience before. 

One often reads in books on Sathya Sai Baba about people ending up in the skies with him, and somewhere deep inside, it must have settled in me as an unconscious wish. And my experience is that the Guru makes every wish come true even if you don’t know you have it. For years I have been trying to be without expectations towards the Guru. My way of dealing with desires was: I noticed them. If it was a good desire, I would picture the outcome, feel the happiness of it and let it go. And it has produced the most wonderful experiences. 

I even thought that my Guru Swami Gopal Baba, who passed away in 2020, had already fulfilled all my unconscious and conscious desires that a devotee can have. He was masterful at that, with divine timing and precision. 

At one point, we heard that we would probably leave at the scheduled time after all, to the relief of many and the sadness of us. Mohanji’s plane had yet to land, and to get out and arrive at the right terminal and gate on time would be a witch’s errand. Would he start running if he had to? Sita got antsy and started walking up and down the hall looking for Mohanji and the team. 

When she came back, I burst out, “Look! Behind you!” I threw everything off – including my bag with all my important papers, passport and cards that I always guarded like a guard dog when travelling – and flew up to greet Mohanji. His arms were immediately wide open, and his smile radiant. What a welcome! And they had made it! Miraculous. When I commented on it, Mohanji said, “I ran.” With which he immediately answered my unspoken question. 

He gave me a second warm hug. What had I done to deserve that? No idea. And why should I wonder? His love has no limits. Because I was so absorbed in his presence, I accidentally went through boarding with him while my section was still far from being called. On board, it felt like the entire plane was sparkling with Mohanji’s energy. 

Even though, of course, I saw nothing of him during the trip. I didn’t even want to read my brought book. Just enjoying the energy because when do you experience something like this? ‘Live like it’s your last day’ became very tangible. At Manchester airport, I lost Sita and Nico. Since they were in front of me on the plane, I assumed they were already at the baggage claim and quickly walked over. No Sita and Nico but Mohanji, who was waiting for his bags. 

Meanwhile, he was fumbling with the Wi-Fi connection, which wasn’t working, and he said it was probably because he didn’t like all that messaging but had to; otherwise others would complain that he wasn’t answering. I mentioned that I had lost Sita and Nico, and as the suitcases began to roll onto the conveyor belt, I wondered aloud which ones were theirs again. Without a moment’s thought, Mohanji looked up from his cell phone for a moment and, pointing to a burgundy suitcase, he said casually, “I think this one,” and continued searching for a Wi-Fi connection. 

To my utter surprise, when I turned the suitcase, I saw that it was indeed the one. Sita had tied a red ribbon to the handle. I smiled warmly and said, “That’s what happens when one travels with divinity.” We both laughed. Sita, who had just arrived, asked why we were laughing, and I explained to her. Mohanji simply added, “I see those things,” – so ‘matter-of-factly’ that you would think it was nothing special.

Masters at airports have something very special. Years ago, when we waved goodbye to Swami Gopal Baba at Schiphol Airport, the clasp of my backpack was tangled in my hair, and my mother tried to undo it gently. It was a hassle. Swami suddenly watched the spectacle with a laser look, and the clasp came loose. 

A seemingly useless miracle but with great meaning. It probably helped me detach from my identification with the personality, whose clues were all in the bag, such as ID, bank cards, etc. What would this suitcase miracle mean except the proof that Mohanji is hugely involved, even in the smallest details, despite knowing and leading thousands of people. A ‘superhero’, Ana Divac (Guru Leela volume 3) would say. 

At the Luton Airport, Mohanji was lovingly welcomed by Vijay, Subhasree and others. Pictures could not be taken since Tea’s suitcase with her camera equipment was missing. In the parking lot, I heard Mohanji say that we should go somewhere for lunch. Because he felt the gnawing hunger of all the people, and he could not stand it. He doesn’t think about himself. He feels what others feel and reacts.

We stopped at a Mexican restaurant after a short drive along the way. Not only flying with my Guru but also driving together (not in the same car, as we were sitting with Rahul) and eating together on the road were unconscious wishes that I thought I had let go of for a long time. Seeing those wishes fulfilled made my heart sing.

At the restaurant, we were all seated at a table. And I realised that this was the second time I ate together with Mohanji at the table. Just like a few months ago in London after the BE YOU event in April. That was enough for me to consider the whole trip a loving sequence of unexpected, beautiful moments. Were they in my stars, or had they ended up there spontaneously by ‘fresh’ Mohanji’s grace? 

Mohanji was seated opposite Vijay, the president of Mohanji Foundation UK, and showed him his hand with a beautiful ring with nine stones. An amazing story followed, which turned out to be really significant. For the world ánd for Mohanji. And a little bit for me, for it turned out to be the answer to my prayer, which I will describe later.

During an interview, Sathya Sai Baba materialized a diamond ring for Dirk van de Wijngaard (different from this ring). But Dirk was not interested in the ring. What was the value of a ring when the Divine Maker, who was infinitely more important to him, was sitting right in front of him? When he found out that the ring was incredibly valuable in terms of money, he cried all night. Not out of happiness but out of sheer pain. He didn’t want gold or diamonds. He wanted only God! 

Please read the beautiful and authentic testimonial of Biljana and Dirk about the miraculous way the diamond ring turned into a nine-stone Protection Ring that ended up on Mohanji’s finger. Dirk, in his characteristic, childlike innocence and modesty, had expressed his sincere desire to remain anonymous as the giver of the ring to Mohanji. But he had not taken into account that Mohanji had different plans. I am getting the feeling that the anonymity thing didn’t work out very well after Mohanji himself told about the divine gift to different people. Then Dirk surrendered to Mohanji’s will and shared the amazing ‘Protection-Ring story’ with the world: 

Click here to read the testimonial about the protection ring.

Let’s look at the amazing significance of this Protection-Ring-event! In Miraculous Days with Mohanji, the book of Rajesh Kamath that every devotee should read and that I am translating at the moment, I have just read: He (Tyagananda) took out a long rudraksha mala (a string of prayer beads) and put it around Mohanji’s neck. He then narrated the story of the mala and the reason for his advent. This mala was worn by his Guru’s Guru, Swami Poornananda. He said that Swami Poornananda had done hundreds of millions of chants on this very mala. Swami Poornananda attained mahasamadhi on April 6, 2000. 

Before this event, he handed over the mala to Tyagananda and said, “One day, you will meet a powerful Master. Give this mala to him.” Tyagananda asked, “How will I recognise him?” Swami Poornananda replied, “His third eye will be like a blazing sun. You won’t fail to recognise him.” When he left Hyderabad, Tyagananda had doubts about Mohanji – whether Mohanji was a real Guru and whether Mohanji was the person to receive the mala. But now that he had met Mohanji, he was convinced that he had to come here to accomplish the task of handing over the mala entrusted to him by his Guru’s Guru fourteen years ago.

Let’s just look at the similarities! A great Master (Swami Poornananda) recognised Mohanji’s divine and omnipotent nature and stature through a gift through his disciple (Tyagananda), many years after his mahasamadhi

And here we are; Sri Sathya Sai Baba, a Divine Master and avatar, left a gift for Mohanji to be given to him by a disciple who recognised him. And that too, many years after his mahasamadhi. And like Tyagananda, Dirk had strong doubts about Mohanji at first. Doubts that evaporated after meeting Mohanji in person. 

Imagine this seemingly small event’s significance for many Sai devotees! As a Sai devotee, it might have felt like a valuable reassurance from Sai on the authenticity of Mohanji’s divine stature if I hadn’t already fallen in love with Mohanji completely and wholeheartedly!

sdr

|| JAI BRAHMARISHI MOHANJI ||

Edited & Published by – Testimonials Team, 4th August 2022

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A safari of lifetimes with Mohanji – 2022

By Sandra Shankar, South Africa

The rush of pure adrenalin became a powerful magnetised trigger to prepare for the coming of an epic sunrise in Africa. The manifestation of a glorious ‘physical’ consciousness connection with his grace. Caldwell Hall Reimagined Rewired 2022 retreat in the Midlands with beloved Parabrahma Swaroopa Mohanji was finally happening. 

I was breathless with excitement at the prospect of meeting his wonderous hallowed physical form and bathing in his golden auric field. What I do experience INSIDE with Mohanji is a luminescent inky blue energy signature. Like the colour caught by the camera outside the windows in this picture taken during the retreat.

Evening satsang at the South African Caldwell Hall Retreat: Reimagine Rewired 2022 in the Midlands of KwaZulu Natal

On the OUTSIDE, we experience the golden hues resplendent in the next photograph. Mohanji was on safari at the time. Again, the camera catches the intensity of the colour spectrum we can see with our naked eyes. 

Can you imagine how much we miss since we cannot see the full-colour spectrum? So, belief in complete faith and absolute surrender is a must.

It did seem like the Continent of Africa had been dark for too long. Yet, in hindsight, there was detached awareness intermingled with the tantalising ambrosia of inexplicable joy too. Can one help but FEEL that indescribable shiver of excitement at the thought that our beloved Para Brahma was coming? My eyes close in wonderment. Here. Finally. Here.

Live the moment. Savour the moment. Enjoy the nectar of these moments fully. Don’t hold back, says our beloved Parabrahma ever so lovingly. Not missing a beat, I deep dive into his expanded universal presence without hesitation. Spontaneous, unbound and free. It feels like I just won VIP tickets to my favourite concert. Woohoo!

INSIDE. There was a lot happening. As most of us seasoned bhaktas already know, the churning starts long before we make it to the showgrounds. The ‘quickening’ results in inexplicable dreams, feelings, body aches and pains, thoughts and, at times, perplexing images from lifetimes past. For sure, Mohanji starts working on us long before we get in close proximity.

South Africa had one of the most damaging storms in years, and many lives were lost in the flooding, collapsed roads and deadly mudslides. Other utilities like water and lights were disrupted for the longest time. Yet that did not deter me from packing my bags and making the trip to meet my beloved Parabrahma, at Calderwood Hall, in the picturesque Midlands of KwaZulu Natal.

On the evening before leaving, I stood on my balcony, savouring the beautiful hues and textures of the beautiful evening. Staying so far away from the beloved Mohanji family gives one time to pause and reflect on the significance of Mohanji’s physical presence and value his PRESENCE without presence.  

My heartbeats quickened as I stood on the balcony gazing out at the richness of orange, gold and black hues in the steadily darkening skies. Then I admonished myself for acting like I was meeting my beloved Parabrahma for the first time. In fact, I always think he is here and everywhere at the same time. Isn’t he in the soft and gentle breeze? In the dancing rustling leaves? In the magnificent and mighty tree in front of me? The night sky dazzled with a splurge of diamonds that winked and waved mesmerisingly at me. They were alive.

I was completely enraptured by the splendour of nature around me. Then as my awareness kept expanding, I started to FEEL Mohanji in the softness of the wind moving through my hair, in the leaves, the inky blackness of the evening and the stars in the heavens. Here and everywhere at the same time. Thus, blissfully expanded, I lost track of time.

Undoubtedly, I experienced the power of Mohanji’s PRESENCE without a PRESENCE! Alive in every atom. I am still ‘mind boggled’ thinking this feels like being synched with the universal hum or ONENESS of creation. Did I need to stop and think about connecting with Mohanji in his expanded form? No. I needed to FEEL it FULLY. That’s what happened.

In fact, one of the few words I exchanged with Mohanji at the retreat was, “I FEEL you everywhere.” He replied, “I know.” I said, “I know you know.” To think so much was said in such a few sentences! As I write these words, I am still bedazzled by his unconditional loving grace, which allows me to glimpse his expanded state of consciousness. Then I think, I am that too! We all are that.

You can be reassured that our beloved Raja Yogi Mohanji is not just a physical being. He is effectively the OCEAN IN A DROP. It is humbling to have his divine grace protect and guide us on this epic journey to self-discovery. Truly, I am the dust beneath his lotus feet.

Mohanji says, “Those who have ‘eyes’ will see.” I think to myself. I see and feel. How blessed am I to be born here and now? When I think I cannot love Mohanji more than I already do, he takes us to even deeper depths of bliss state! Only possible with Mohanji. One knows to expect nothing because we are on the most thrilling rollercoaster ride of our lives, experiencing entire lifetimes in varying phases of karmic completion. 

All we have to do is let go of limiting concepts and acknowledge the karmic cyclic patterns that trap us in a web of deceit. To me, that means having the courage to surrender everything at his lotus feet and walk away, not looking back. It takes sheer guts and the heart of a lioness to do that. SURRENDER. No sweat, I do that spontaneously with Mohanji.

At the retreat, there were a string of supercharged experiences which I will expand upon in point form as follows:

Conscious Infinity Walk

As we walked in a single file chanting the Mohanji Gayatri mantra, the energy accelerated, and I felt like I was pulling two heavy ropes. I had to heave and tug, and suddenly it felt weightless. It was as if Mohanji was synchronising everyone’s energy. We were all encapsulated in a supercharged energetic flow. It was invigorating. Transcendental. Fierce.

Conscious Dancing

Milica was amazing as she led us through the prep and explained how to flow in dance through the songs. The combination of song and dance was intoxicating. I was lost from the get-go. My body took on mudra postures, and new dance moves faster than I ever thought was possible. Hahaha. When the Shakti song came up, my body bent into a blissed-out ‘C’ shape …backwards! Mohanji’s energy came in waves and degrees of intensity. 

Sometimes it was so intense I felt bound in a place, unable to move. I can’t remember much as I was lost in the rapture during the various melodies. Music is a brilliant conduit for higher frequencies and takes us quickly into altered states of consciousness. It was surely a state of transcendental bliss – A true rasa leela. 

Shaktipat

All I remember was that as Mohanji gave shaktipat, my body was encapsulated in energy. It felt as if Shiva and Shakti were being balanced. My body reverberated with the flow of energy that his grace delivered as much as I could receive. The ‘feminine divine’ flowed majestically. Our beloved Parabrahma gives us as much as we can handle. I was told my shaktipat took an unusually long time. Humbled and ever grateful knowing how great a blessing it is to be blessed by his grace. So caught up in my own world, I did not pay much attention to those who reacted as entities left them or were caught up in the rapture like myself.

Book Signing and Blessing of Somarka Coherent Water Tubes (aka Analemma Water Stick in Europe) & Beads

As Mohanji energised the water tubes, continued to sign my books, and energised the beads, I found my hands raising my Somarka living water tubes (Analemma water Stick) slowly in an altered state above Mohanji’s head. ‘Living water’ on its own boosts our operating frequency by 300%. 

Can you imagine the consequences of Mohanji further energising already supercharged water in its original state? Mind-blowing right? Whenever I energise my water with my Somarka water tube (Analemma Water Stick), my hand reverberates with energy. When I drink it, my body hums even louder.

Water is a pure medium that carries the highest frequencies in nature, thereby allowing Mohanji to work more expediently across all our energy sheaths. Now can you imagine its effect on a human body which is 98% water-based? Just mind-boggling.

I am raising my Somarka Coherent Water Tubes (Analemma Water Stick) in an expanded state after Mohanji energised them

These are purely superfluous movements in reaction to being so close to Mohanji.

Miraculous Aid & Recovery after Puncture

This is the story about how our beloved Mohanji’s divine leela played out. Before leaving home, I had put Bhagavan Satya Sai’s ashes on four of my tyres to ensure all was well regardless of what could happen on the long journey to the retreat. The roads were really bad after severe storms lashed the country that week. It was the fourth day. It was the end of the 2022 Caldwell Hall Retreat in the Midlands, and everyone started leaving. 

Revona had spotted that one of my car’s tyres was flat earlier and asked Yash to tell me. Shocked at our predicament, I wondered briefly how to handle the situation. As I looked up, Mohanji was also getting ready to leave the resort. There was no fear, just logical reasoning in my head about how to handle it expediently. 

Suria and Lenny are new Mohanji family members from the north coast of KwaZulu Natal. Lenny had written a beautiful English song dedicated to Mohanji. He played his guitar and helped us practice. By the time Mohanji walked in, everyone was in full flow. Baba loved it and said it must be recorded and sung all over the world. Just wait till you all hear it!

Click on this link to view the video taken by Tea at the retreat

Returning to my predicament, Suria came to me and said not to worry; her husband Lenny has an electric air pressure tyre pump which would get the tyre back to normal and allow me time to get to a garage to fix it. Yash gallantly remained with us to ensure we were ok and left late too. Mohanji ensured we were loved and cared for during this predicament as he does throughout our innumerable lifetimes with him. How perfectly exquisite is that?

The tyre pressure remained constant during the three-hour ride home with my fun, divinely gifted, gorgeous cousin Nirvana Singh. It was still fine the next day when we went to get the tyre fixed. They found a big metal nail in it. 

Thinking back, our beloved Suria and I connected instantly during the retreat. I could clearly see the hand of grace making all these vital connections with loving family members integral to the speedy resolution of the problem. They were unknowingly complicit in the creation of a miraculous leela that saved the day. Nirvana and I drove home incident-free. Just WOW! 

Mohanji does not have to be present in his physical body to create miracles. The retreat was over, but Mohanji’s grace wrapped us in an invincible shield 24/7. It is easy to be fearless and flow with spontaneity knowing my beloved Para Brahma’s got my back.

One thing I know for sure is that we are all connected through lifetimes through his grace. Regardless of where we live, we are all complicit in Mohanji’s grand play on a global scale. 

His grace is the unconditionally loving hand that deals out the cards. Our simple, unassuming master and friend of the Universe is the greatest living miracle the rest of the world has yet to see. 

Those who feel him know enough to be IRRESOLUTE, FEARLESS and FREE. We will never let him go knowing that Mohanji, in turn, never leaves us. Those who do, leave without understanding the 360-degree cosmic consciousness at play. 

Knowing is understanding!

We are aware. We are SELF-aware. We are ONE.

I am MOHANJI. MOHANJI is me. There is no separation.

I am unshakable.

|| JAI BRAHMARISHI MOHANJI ||

Edited & Published by – Testimonials Team, 7th July 2022

Disclaimer:

The views, opinions, and positions expressed by the authors and those providing comments on these blogs are theirs alone and do not necessarily reflect the views, opinions or positions of Mohanji, Mohanji Foundation, it’s members, employees or any other individual or entity associated with Mohanji or Mohanji Foundation. We make no representations as to accuracy, completeness, timeliness, suitability or validity of any information presented by individual authors and/or commenters on our blogs and will not be liable for any errors, omissions, or delays in this information or any losses, injuries or damages arising from its display or use.

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Omnipresence

Linda Abrol, Netherlands

Beyond boundaries

At times, my non-confirmative, all-encompassing Parabrahma, Jesus, Buddha, Dattatreya-Mohanji reflects my Guru Swami Gopal Baba’s words or behavior from the time Swami was still amongst us in physical form. 

One night in November 2018 in Bombay, we eagerly expected Swami Gopal Baba to arrive at a devotees’ residence where we were invited. We had formed a line in the driveway of the house while waiting for His car to arrive. It so happened that the car door opened right in front of me, so it was on me that Swami’s first glance rested. He smiled delightedly, and with a sense of both surprise and confirmation, He said: ‘Linda! You have come!?’ He must have known that it had been crazy timing. 

We were in the midst of an incredible move, shifting houses, county and profession, all at once. We were in the process of opening an Indian vegetarian/vegan restaurant in the centre of Alkmaar. After more than thirty years in fashion development and sales, this was very exciting. But I was a hundred per cent sure that my longing to meet Swami was pure and would be supported. 

My trip fell exactly on the days that we had to wait for the Indian chefs to arrive after we finished the refurbishing and furnishing of the restaurant. I had booked the flight at an earlier stage, but the timing couldn’t have been better! Which was surely the Masters’ grace. So, both my readiness and willingness to come and the Masters’ miraculous timing made this memorial visit possible.

Something similar happened, but this time with Mohanji, during our recent journey to London. Parvati and I decided to travel together and booked our tickets for the event on March 14th 2022. We were planning to arrive on March 12th and depart on the 15th. At one point, Parvati found out that she had a very important appointment on the morning of the 15th, which couldn’t be delayed. But flying back after the event in the middle of the night would certainly trigger my migraine. 

I decided that I couldn’t join Parvati without forcing myself, so I cancelled my ticket for the event. We would have to book an event ticket, three corona tests, a taxi, return flight tickets, and probably a hotel, all for a one-day event that could be followed online. Although I was longing to meet Mohanji and be in his presence, my frail health condition made it an impossible, crazy and far too expensive move. This actually was the limited mind concept. 

However, the warm and kind U.K. Team members assured us that we most probably would be accommodated in a devotee’s house, and Priti suggested to expect a miracle, which I did. Why not? It was an amazing suggestion. I told Mohanji inwardly that I would love to see him again. Without asking anything, I simply opened my being to the possibility of a beautiful weekend in which all went smoothly, and then I let go. 

Parvati called right after my inner communication to tell me that she had found a possibility to travel in the afternoon of the fifteenth! I rebooked my event ticket, and we started searching for flight tickets. I had bad flu and could hardly concentrate, so we happened to make the booking one day late for a refund possibility in case of a positive corona test. KLM cancelled that possibility after March 2nd. If I got a positive test before our flight ten days later, my ticket would be wasted, and Parvati would be on her own. Nothing could be changed now, so we surrendered. We had to give it a chance. 

On arrival in the house (better described as a mansion or estate) of our warm and welcoming hosts, Yamini and Vivek, we heard the exciting news that Mohanji was expected that very evening. The program was still unknown. No one knew what to expect. Parvati and I didn’t even know if we were allowed to be part of the event, but we were happy to share in the entire household’s high energy frequency and buzz. We were thrilled when we heard we could join the program. 

Waiting in the entrance hall for Mohanji to step in, he first received a loving welcome from Yamini with aarati. Passing by me, Mohanji looked in my eyes with the same loving, surprised and confirming look that Swami Gopal Baba had given me in Bombay a few years earlier. He said, ‘Oh, you have come!’ Proving once again that for a Master of the Nath Tradition there are no boundaries anywhere at all times.

Rise from love 

Being in London, I noticed myself criticizing my every word and move. Insecurity came up. But I didn’t make it bigger by criticizing my inner critic. I watched it. In the morning, during my meditation, I surrendered and relaxed in the midst of the physical tension and stress that my inner critic caused. I felt as if Mohanji was consoling my inner child, and I simply let my head rest on His shoulder. I clearly heard Him say kindly: ‘Rise from Love.’

How simple, loving, and to the point were these words? Isn’t that what we should do, being kind? Let love be the foundation from which we can start to build? Any other foundation would be

 the cause for buildings to collapse in time. Especially the love for ourselves is the best starting point. Letting love in, I could raise my frequency from there instantly. 

Which reminded me of an incident in which Mohanji had told me (inside), ‘I will give you so much love that you will forget everything else.’

A divine guest at the table

On the 13th, again, another surprise awaited us. We were invited to come and visit the Shri Ram Mandir in London. Mohanji offered gorgeous gifts and Arathi to the Sri Jaganath deities. 

The next story requires a little intro. A few weeks ago, I had a dream. I was sitting at a long dining table. A very casual one. With Mohanji by my side. No words were spoken. Ever since then, I have offered a part of my food to Mohanji as if he is sitting at my table. It’s a reminder for me to eat more consciously, for my body is very sensitive and doesn’t like to digest everything I like eating. 

Now I will shift to the reality in the Sri Ram Mandir. Parvati and I went to the dining hall for our lunch. Mohanji was coming out of the hall. We presumed He had blessed the food and would eat in a quiet room. We took a plate, searched for an empty place to sit, and found out that the big table was the only place with empty spaces. After taking our places, Mohanji stepped into the hall and took the seat right in front of me. We immediately stood up and took our plates from the table to make room for his P.A.’s and the members of his party. 

Mohanji smiled and motioned us to stay seated. We dropped back in our seats and were flabbergasted. I didn’t know what to say or do, so I focused on conscious eating and left Mohanji to eat in peace. With Mohanji sitting so close to us, remembering was a conscious practice. After lunch, I ventured, saying, ‘Mohanji, just a few weeks ago. I dreamt that you were sitting with me at a long dining table.’ Mohanji smiled and said: ‘It was not a dream!’ which left me in awe. How many unexpected blessings can one digest? 

Wishes fulfilled

On the 14th, we attended the event in the Kensington Hotel in London. Mohanji graciously consented to individual and group pictures with everyone present. After the group picture with the entire U.K. team and all participants, including the Skanda Vale Swamis and Sisters, we waited in a row for our turn. Parvati saw Mohanji standing quite straight and not touching anyone in the beginning. She smiled mischievously and said, “We are not going to let him get away with this, are we?” “No,” I answered and smiled. “We will nicely snuggle up.” We giggled like small children. Which we were. Our inner child still needs to be healed.

When I approached Mohanji, He immediately opened his arms and wrapped his left arm around me, and I naturally let my head rest on his shoulder, feeling loved and safe, just like in my meditation. ‘Rise from love’ became very tangible. I heard somebody say that day: Mohanji fulfils everybody’s deepest desires. This is true. And I can add, he fulfils more than I can even think of. Better to stop thinking at all and enjoy in awe and gratitude. 

Now, if you think that my mind had subsided to a higher truth, the truth of self-acceptance, I must disappoint you. A sequel to the ‘picture story’ started right after the picture-taking procedure. My monkey mind started making comments. Old trauma caused turbulence in my body. Where I had felt so elated, so high in energy frequency (which is shown in the result of the pictures that Tea kindly sent to me) during the picture-taking procedure, after the session, my mind tried to drag me down, mentioning all the things that I should or shouldn’t have done. I especially shouldn’t have taken the freedom to lay my head on his shoulder. Mohanji would surely disapprove of it. And I could definitely tell that from the look on his face. I witnessed my mind, did my best to not believe a thing and didn’t succeed very well. 

I knew already that I judged myself at times but was not aware that such an explosion of insecure feelings was possible. This weekend really showed me lots of it. It must have been the high energy of the Master, shining brightly on the greyness of the lower frequency thoughts and feelings. When I sent the picture to Sita, I received her comment immediately. She didn’t know what my mind was trying to make me believe about it. She wrote, ‘I love the look on Mohanji’s face. So spacious. The universe in his eyes,’ which made me fully aware that only my mind was churning. 

This morning, I woke up with the inner message: ‘Heaven laid his head on my shoulder.’ I smiled. The remaining gloominess concerning the picture left me instantly, even though I didn’t fully understand the words. 

But the mere sound of it was so wonderful! Later in the day, I started to understand a bit of the meaning of this amazing message. Mohanji is definitely far too busy experiencing bliss and focussing on purpose to think about Linda’s do’s and don’ts. For Mohanji, most certainly, there isn’t even such a thing as a person called Mohanji and another one called Linda. There is only heaven. So, whoever lays their head on his shoulder, it is all heaven. Inside, outside, everywhere, nowhere. And this is what I am. We are. 

Narayan Kaur posted this beautiful text on F.B. later on the same day:

“Avadhootas have deleted their internal and external world. There is only bliss. They become just a presence.” Mohanji

|| JAI BRAHMARISHI MOHANJI ||

Edited & Published by – Testimonials Team, 21st April 2022

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On a rocky road to Nepal

by Ulla Bernholdt, Denmark

It seems like a wonder that I embarked on a trip to India to meet Mohanji in Shirdi at the end of December 2021. What a huge blessing of a lifetime it was to celebrate Datta Jayanti with him at the feet of Sai Baba and the Dattatreya tradition! Not only that, but I was also graced soon to go to Nepal to introduce Mohanji and his teachings.

Let me first tell you about the rather miraculous background for the travel.

In June 2021, I received an e-mail from a person named Rabi who inquired if any Mohanji activities were going on in Denmark. He told me that he had experienced a vision while meditating in which two unknown persons appeared. The first man was an elderly, poor-looking man who pointed his finger at a younger man with long hair and a beard. The younger man spoke, but the words were not audible.

When I read this, pictures of Sai Baba and Mohanji immediately came to my mind.

Rabi continued that when he opened Instagram the following day, the first photo he saw was that of Shirdi Sai Baba. He now recognised the man from his vision and came to know his name. Curious, he searched YouTube for material upon Baba and found Mohanji’s videos about him. He recognised Mohanji as the other person, and now he had found both.

We arranged to meet the next day, and I was excited, especially because when I’d read his LinkedIn profile, I’d realised that his real name was Gurudatta! Rabi was just a name he had chosen for the sake of convenience. This must be some guidance from the Tradition, I thought. What will happen next?

Gurudatta told me he was from Nepal, and he wanted to visit his home country the following autumn to do seva. I asked if I could join him. We teamed up and started doing ACT4Hunger annadan from Denmark remotely through our volunteers in Nepal.

Our plan to go to Nepal was postponed a couple of times, but when we suddenly got the news that Mohanji’s Dattatreya Jayanti retreat in Shirdi was happening within three weeks, we purchased tickets.

At the retreat, I met up with Gurudatta and his mother. Before leaving Shirdi, we took Mohanji’s blessings plus his instructions and advice regarding visiting Nepal, doing annadan and T-shirt donations for protection and visibility in the country.

We had flight tickets from Delhi to Kathmandu, but unexpectedly, we were both denied access to the aeroplane due to positive Corona tests! Usually, at home, I would go for a second test to confirm, but now we had to make our minds up quickly because my Indian visa was about to expire.

We agreed to go by bus to Nepal in the afternoon and quarantine if needed in Nepal. It was a ride of nearly 900 km to the Nepali border in Sonauli.

Arriving at the border, we found out that I needed to travel another 100 km to do my new PCR-test in Gorakhpur, the place of the grand Gorakhnath mandir.

After taking the blessings of Gorakhnath, who is the incarnation of Shiva himself and is the patron deity of Nepal and the one who decides who can enter the country, I received a negative covid test, and I was ready to cross the border.

Back at the Indian immigration office, they told me to come again the next morning. The same officers said they could not allow me to exit early the next day because my Indian visa had expired the previous day. And here, the calamities started.

Gurudatta was able to leave. Being a Nepali citizen, he stayed with his relatives just across the border. We stayed in touch online.

I had to stay back and go to many different offices far from the town, but with no outcome. We made a lot of phone calls to the different authorities in India, Nepal, and even Denmark, but nobody could help me get an exit permit. In the process, I had to go through an online application, and there was no time limit set to it.

I now stayed at one of the only available hotels at the border, waiting to leave India. What are the normal living conditions for many people in Asia became a severe challenge for a western conditioned mind.

It was a cold hotel with muggy walls and no hot water if there was water at all. There was no electricity during the daytime—no places to eat except a sweetshop that served snacks only. Very poor internet connectivity made telephone calls a challenge. On top of it all, I also found that people would ignore me when I asked them about something or that people would make fun of me when I walked the street, being the only foreigner in town. Communication was not easy either, as practically no one spoke English in that area.

I must admit I had previously carried a romantic fantasy that if I had to isolate, I would only be happy to deepen my practice, meditate and chant. But this situation was so unexpected that I could not find peace of mind to practice seriously.

I remember Mohanji saying that he creates situations and circumstances for people to test them. Or rather, the Tradition tests you.

And I was tested!

My SIM card expired, and the internet was not working.

It seemed like there would be a new issue on top of the other each day. I thought to myself, is this a bad joke? But it was real, and I started to feel the heat and pressure within as the situation escalated.

One week passed, but I still did not receive permission to leave. I observed my mind becoming more unstable as my expectations of going to Nepal were not met.

We had announced our arrival in Nepal beforehand, and people were waiting to meet us and participate in Mohanji events. I could even peek over the border, but I could not go.

My mind questioned if I would be able to go at all? Maybe I was not eligible to go? I felt desperation creeping in.

I would pray to Mohanji and Gorakhnath to hold my hand throughout this experience. Not at one point in time did Mohanji leave me. I asked Mohanji to please help me to be able to go and serve in Nepal.

This seemed like a big-time test. Did I have enough determination and clarity of purpose needed to go to Nepal?
Would I give up? Would I quit? Would I turn back?
NO!

I felt I had no choice but to stay put despite all the obstacles. Going to Nepal was what I really wanted. Keeping in mind that all situations and experiences, good or bad, will pass, and having come this far, I waited rather impatiently for the obstacles to dissolve by the grace of Mohanji and time.

Now that I was in exile, deprived of comfort, I had to face all my addictions, dependencies, and patterns of insecurity. There was nothing to do but feel it.

I cherish this experience today because there is so much relevance and authenticity in observing your mind when under pressure. A mind full of constant craving, never satisfied and filled with endless desires.

Sitting in my room, the mind itself felt like a prison, and I felt I was here on a life sentence. This is a simple truth that we would normally avoid facing.

It was not that I missed the comforts a lot. What I longed for was a peaceful mind. I longed to be in Mohanji’s state of freedom, need nothing, go beyond the mind, and not be dependent on the outside world.

While connecting consciously to Mohanji, there were moments of causeless happiness in the middle of this agony. Mohanji is like the calm centre in the eye of a hurricane. He carried me all the way through like a silent companion.

As the days passed, my state of mind slowly started changing, and a transformation happened.

From feeling totally helpless, I wondered what else I could do when I could not change my situation. I longed to do something purposeful, so I started feeding the many stray dogs living outside of the hotel. I felt how it cleansed me and brought me new positivity and stability. Next, I tried to plan for a bigger annadan for people in the town. I had noticed that many of them looked very poor, pushing heavily loaded bicycle rickshaws all day.

I looked for people who could help me cook food, but suddenly, my application for the exit permit went through, and that was the end of 14 days of staying in an unknown place.

As if a dark spell had lifted, the people at the immigration office suddenly started to act friendly and humane. It was like being in a play that had all the ingredients of a drama, even a happy ending. One police officer listened to my story and kindly offered to take me in a rickshaw to the next town to sort out the complicated online payment for the exit permit, which I could not do with a foreign card, and help me prepare to leave the next morning. He said he saw his daughter in me and that it was his moral responsibility to help me. I had no other option than to trust him and Mohanji that his intention was pure. The policeman was indeed very helpful, and trusting him helped me get out of my situation.

Overall, it has been a fantastic experience. We often forget to be grateful for what we have and remember that things we take for granted can leave us in a split second.

Only the hand of Mohanji helped me get through these challenges. He inspired me and encouraged me to keep walking, not to give up, and keep the focus on my purpose. Through his own example, he reminded me that we can always do something for others even when we cannot do much for ourselves.

I thank him for the experience that made me once again realise the raw power we have inside to rise above the situation and our need for grace from the Master and God, without whom we are absolutely nothing.

|| JAI BRAHMARISHI MOHANJI ||

Edited & Published by – Testimonials Team, 24th March 2022

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The views, opinions, and positions expressed by the authors and those providing comments on these blogs are theirs alone and do not necessarily reflect the views, opinions or positions of Mohanji, Mohanji Foundation, it’s members, employees or any other individual or entity associated with Mohanji or Mohanji Foundation. We make no representations as to accuracy, completeness, timeliness, suitability or validity of any information presented by individual authors and/or commenters on our blogs and will not be liable for any errors, omissions, or delays in this information or any losses, injuries or damages arising from its display or use.

We reserve the right to delete, edit, or alter in any manner we see fit blog entries or comments that we, in our sole discretion, deem to be obscene, offensive, defamatory, threatening, in violation of trademark, copyright or other laws, of an express commercial nature, or otherwise unacceptable.

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