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Join Date: Feb 2007
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Ree, this is the first thing that happened after I arrived. Remember, that there are unbelievable amounts, literally swarms of people there daily. I was looking around his University where I was alotted a shared room. In a court yard some little Indian kids were pestering me to help me, they wanted some rupees. I love kids, so I gave them some money to get me some water, and keep the change. Next thing a couple came running over yelling at the little kids to beat it. I told them not to worry, I didn't care, and they went into this lecture about giving beggars money, and were getting full on with the kids. Too much for me, so I asked them to just go, and to leave the little kids alone, it was my business. They kind of got apologetic, explained they were the head of some Sai group in Australia, and that they always came yearly, but hadn't got to meet Sai Baba personally. Before they left, they gave me a bright pink scarf, and said that the Indian assistants had asked them to distribute them to some Australians, as per Sai Baba's request to be worn at Darshan.
I am full commitment in whatever I do. Next morning, I got up at 3am, meditated, exercised, and went to Darshan, as the earlier you got there at least you would be at the front and have a chance of seeing him. I waited from about 5am, and was one of the first there. I was stoked because soon I was at the front of a swarm of people, and the word was that Baba was soon to appear. Next thing, like a voice speaking inside my head, 'where is your scarf'? Again like a voice talking to me. I thought there was no way I was losing my spot, and getting the scarf from my room, but the voice was crystal clear, 'where is your scarf'? I'm thinking this is ridiculous, no way, but I remembered the journey over, so off I go, pushing through the mass of people who thought I was crazy, and who urged me not to lose my place. Finally I got back to the room, grabbed the scarf, put it on, and bolted back. Now I was miles away, not even inside the grounds where he was walking. I was... not happy. a little later an Indian assistant comes up and says you must come with me, all with these scarfs are to get an interview with Baba.
I couldn't believe it. There was about 10 of us, half Australians. The couple that gave the scarfs out were there too and were stoked. People were singing out that they had scarfs but didn't have them with them, to no avail. So there I was, just there, and miraculously I had an interview. Thats when the fun began. If you wan't I'll go on later, but this is long enough for now. I am not playing games or anything, just being honest, but I'll tell you about manifestations if you wan't. I can't be bothered explaining to people that think I am delusional, illusional, gullible, hypnotised, or whatever.
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