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...and why does noone mention him much here? ...or his miracles? Just curious. I am probably late in the game....but I just learned about him recently. Why isn't he discussed here along with the others? |
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Sathya Sai Baba is the reincarnation of Shirdi Sai Baba and there is a third incarnation yet to appear who will be Prema Sai Baba. They are sort of a Trinity of Holy Men A physician friend of mine went to India and stayed three weeks in the Sai Baba's compound and finally had a short audience with him. He told me that the beauty and the love that radiates from Sai Baba is outside of anything he has ever experienced before. I believe the Sai Baba's mission is to minister in India to the very needy and that is all he concerns himself with. He has built a modern hospital and new schools, all of which are free. You can get more information here: Introduction to Sathya Sai Baba Introduction to Sathya Sai Baba |
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I have met Sai Baba, had several 'interviews' with him, and stayed at a college he set up, and in his Ashram. I won't waste my time saying anything about my experiences, because they defy belief. My advice is experience yourself. One of the most amasing things is Puttaparthi. Unbelievable what is sitting out there, in the middle of no where! One of the most amasing things to me, is the number of all types of people streaming through there daily, which has been going on for decades.
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I read a book some years ago written by a British journalist who went out there to study this guy. The journalist reckoned he was a good magician, but basically a fraud. When he 'materialised' coins from nowhere, the journalist spotted a guy behind a curtain close by, passing the coins to him. He also had a tendency to get a bit touchy-feely with the younger, male devotees. Their parents thought it was a great honour that their sons should go and stay with him, but some managed to get away and confess as to what he was really like.
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Even if you were there for 3 months, I would doubt if you got more than 3 minutes audience with him. You would be living in mud, in a tent with mosquitoes, surrounded by thousands of poor Indian people. If that's you want, then fine. But, please, if you have a teenage son, don't leave him there! Uplift - what exactly did you experience there ? | |
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Thanks for the warning, Cantando. Not to worry. My children are grown. Before our children reached adulthood, we were the type parents who played it extremely safe, so we're looking for adventure now that they're grown I must say that your criticisms are the first I've heard about the Sai Baba. I have several friends from India who think well of him and his works there. My friend who met him told me about witnessing several miracles, a couple of which could not possibly have been fraudulent. But I hear what you're saying and I'm keeping an open mind. |
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I am originally from the southern part of India but not from the state where Baba lives. I have heard a lot about him and you will find both positve and negative comments about him even from Indians. There are also other saints like Amritha Devi and Shri Ravi Shankar. I dont know if they possess any powers or how spiritual they are, however they do help the people in ways you would never imagine like building super speciality hospitals, colleges offering good education, free treatment for poor people etc. I think no matter what we all should atleast commend that. |
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"He also says it is true that sai baba is a pedophile but that he is paying off people's karma quicker, by assaulting them as he is God." "Many of us ex students have been sexually molested by Bhagwan Sri Sathya Sai Baba who is a Pedophile and a Homosexual. Our lives have been ruined by the experience. We were molested by Bhagwan Sri Sathya Sai Baba while we were studying in Sri Sathya Sai Higher Secondary School and Sri Sathya Sai Institute of Higher Learning. Some of us were in our early teens when we were molested and some even when we were just ten to twelve years old." definately God incarnate WTF glad i went back to atheism Sai Baba EXPOSED! Last edited by DaveTyler; 07-14-2007 at 08:17 AM. |
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Gidday Ree, I'll answer you because you asked. this will do for you too Cantando. I went about 20 years ago. I had amasing things happen. So did hundreds of people I that I actually got to speak to, out of the thousands and thousands that stream through there daily. I'll tell you as quickly as I can about the beginning. I met people who had been there a lot, and who advised me not to go in the Indian summer, not to travel alone, and that at that time of year Sai Baba was almost impossible to see. I just wanted to do my own thing, and as I had travelled around remote Indonesia surfing, wasn't the slightest bit worried. So, I said I wasn't sure what I would do, what my plans were, and as I was leaving they gave me a card of a Taxi company called Babu, and said if was stuck, that they were helpful and trustworthy. Later, I decided to go, and on the flight from Oz to Singapore got stuck next to the one Indian lady on the plane, who I made the mistake of telling I was going to see Sai Baba. She spent the whole flight telling me he was an incarnation of the devil, with mysterious, evil powers. When I landed, I bolted through the airport to escape her, and somehow found this uncrowded part of Singapore Airport, miles from anyone. I thought I would get some peace before my connecting flight to Madras, from where I had a connecting flight to Bangalore. Next thing I notice about a dozen people who I assumed to be Indian coming my way. They approached me and started trying to strike up conversation. I basically told them to get lost and leave me alone, and that I didn't need any help or whatever, as I assumed they wanted something. Next thing a guy notices Bangalore on my hand luggage and asks me if I am going to see Baba. I'm over getting hassled, tell him to beat it, and then get this brainwave to flash the taxi company card, and tell him that I don't need a thing, as I have this company organised. He starts yelling and carrying on, and is calling all the Indians with him back, to my horror. Next I hear over and over, yelling, I am Babu, I am Babu, that is my company. I tell him he is the biggest crook I've met, and to get lost, he gets out his passport, some of the Indians run and get heaps more people, and...it is Babu. he explains he was in Singapore visiting relatives, and that it was` his first time out of india, and that he just liked meeting different people, so approached me. Then he tells me it is a blessing, he must take care of me, and that he will take me to Baba, personally. I'm freaking the whole flight over to Madras, as its landing at around midnight, and Babu is telling me that his private taxi is picking him up, that it is much better to drive straight to Bangalore with him, and to please trust him and leave it all to him. but, I'm pretty sure of looking after myself, so I do. I get straight off the plane, no customs, no nothing, bags and all in the taxi and he gets his driver to take us to some hotel, where I am fed and get to freshen up. Everywhere we go he's telling the people the saga, and I'm getting the royal treatment. We arrive in Bangalore mid morning, and I've had the full tour. I get a room in Sai Baba's University in Brindivan, Babu wants my tickets and passport to get my flights reimbursed. So I hand them over. And I got the full refund. And thats nothing...nothing. The rest of my one month stay was mind shattering miracle after miracle. The manifestations you can try to explain away. One day this old lady is crying, and Baba tells her to stop...na sorry ree, whats the use of even trying, its too much. Belief shattering stuff happened, relentlessly, again and again, but whats the use, I can't be bothered trying to justify myself...not to you, no offense to you, but it will drive some people into a frenzy of trying to refute it. There are things about me that no one knows, or knew, but me, no one. But he knew, totally knew, I never said anything to him. I asked him all this other dribble, and he got straight to the point, truth. I can only tell you what I experienced. The kindest, bravest, most giving, amasing person I have met. There are some ludicrous people there too. Drug addicts, delusional people, and they get really full on. Like those stalkers of the movie stars. Some guy off his tree is trying to sell me drugs, heroin, telling me he is one with Baba, chosen by Baba. When he got sprung and chucked out, he was running around the village outside, off his head making all sorts of accusations, like I am Baba's lover. Theres all types of 'reincarnated super souls' running around claiming they are chosen. That baba impregnated them in a dream. I saw him tell a lady to go home, to stop trying to be indian, to stop worshipping him, to learn about herself. She went from 'loving Baba' to hating him and trying to convince everyone he was a fraud. But in my observation and experience, he doesn't mind, he just does what he does. Cantando, when I see you organise care aid all over the world, free hospital care, schools, Universities, drinking water, feed the poor, spend your whole day listening to mountains and mountains of peoples problems and dribble, endlessly helping, daily, for over 50 years, and create this unbelievable thing in the middle of nowhere, I'll give you my ear. Some people might find this interesting. Sathya Sai Baba - Smear Campaigns Against Bhagavan Sri Sathya Sai Baba Sathya Sai Baba - A Living Legend But you know what...my experience was a plot by Baba. Someone told him when I was coming. He found out about my flight from his spies, and planted the taxi driver. He orchestrated this huge pantomine, so that he could trick me. His other spies planned all these fake manifestations, and they had spies that hypnotised me and got me to tell them secrets, that he could make out he knew. Then they orchestrated it so it looked like I got my airfaires reimbursed. He drugged me into having all these amasing experiences. Then he made out to help all these people in front of me. every thing was an elaborate movie set. He did the same to all of them, with his spies and agents. Then he sent me home in a hypnotised state, to recruit others, and probably be activated for a secret mission. This has been going on for over fifty years, but they are very close to getting him. Isn't that right Cantando. I must be very important . Last edited by Uplift; 07-14-2007 at 03:26 PM. Reason: Spelling and omissions |
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Here is a discussion on Sai Baba on IndiaMike forum - Allegations against Sai Baba - India Travel Forum | IndiaMike.com |
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Uplift, I've heard some pretty amazing things already from my friend who met Sai Baba. For example, he first met one of Sai Baba's assistants who apparently spends a lot of time with the Sai Baba and speaks on his behalf on occasion. As this man spoke to a very large crowd, my friend started to see colored lights first floating and then racing around the room, over the heads of the crowds. There was an especially beautiful aura around the speaker. Now, my friend didn't routinely see colored lights or auras. He described it as an incredible "light show." He was pretty much speechless and didn't mention it right away to a fellow American who was with him, not really knowing how to find the words. Later in discussions with this fellow American, he came to realize that this guy hadn't seen the lights at all. |
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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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The interview was hilarious and pretty hard at the same time. I was really sceptical about the manifestations, despite having read heaps of accounts, and a book by a high ranked sceptical magician who went to debunk Sai Baba, but who ended up totally dumbfounded after a personal interview. I had also read a book where a University from Sweden I think, investigated world wide miracles, and who said there was more evidence that could not be explained concerning Sai Baba, than supposedly could be. I mentioned in another forum about a book with photo's about NASA`visiting Sai Baba. I am an avid reader and have zillions of books stacked away, and have lent and given heaps away, and I tried to find one recently and can't, as I have already been accused of lying about Sai Baba in another forum. All I can say is this, in India at his place there is a huge bookshop, and there are people who devote every waking moment to running that bookshop, and know every detail, and anyone would get those books if they really wanted to, I would take a lie detector test, and go to court, do whatever regarding their content and exsistance, because it is the truth. These books were part of the reason I wanted to see first hand. So we go in a little room, about 10 of us, and me, Mr sceptic, is checking out everything, looking for mirrors, hidden panels, assistants, wires, whatever. I am looking at the people wondering who 'worked' for him. The joke is others are doing the same thing. Baba comes out laughing, sits in a chair, invites us to sit around...he's awesome, like pure, like a baby that has adult capabilities. You are going to have to put up with the long windedness, but this is important. When I was a kid, I got radically abused. it is amasing what you adapt to. Daily pummelings and screaming, never sleeping, terror, they were just normal to me. I only have one photo of my childhood. Once my parents wanted a photo of the kids so we were lined up on the back lawn, and they wanted us to sit by the pond. Suddenly, (I was probably about 10, or 11), I just feel weird, really weird, like gooey, squishy and I am just lost in my brother and sister, like my heart is exploding nicer and nicer, too nice nearly, the most ridiculously amasing feeling, this overwhelming, amasing smell, just feeling my brother and sister and watching my parents screaming at me, as I am slumping in ecstacy, until I am being shaken and screamed at...they had taken the photo, just when I major slumped, and I 'wrecked' it. I got that photo, it is about the only good thing I remember from my childhood. On the same morning that I met the people who gave me the taxi card, I woke up and the same thing happened, for two days, coming and going in waves. So I am in the room, carefull not to drink any water, in case its 'laced' and Baba is lecturing, care, be good, do good. And an elderly lady starts crying, Baba talks to her, she is upset, something about her husband missing the interview. So Baba is talking, 'yes, yes, care, care' (the words I'm not gonna rememeber exactly, but the essense I do), 'good woman' over and over, and 'he cares so much', speaking like that, when suddenly he changes it and starts saying 'but you forgot careful, Baba knows why you are sad, but I have it, its alright', and he holds out his hand laughing like a kid and his palm is glowing white and 'here it is' and the woman is overwhelmed, it turns out she had lost a special earing years ago, from a set her husband gave her, and there it is in Baba's hand. As she holds it crying, he starts going on about care, carefull again, and says look carefully, take care, not the same, so she looks closely and it isn't identical, a small distinguishing highlight is different from the lost one. So he takes it back holds out his hand, white, blows on it laughing, and 'here, now is carefull, be carefull, remember, carefull'. I'm searching frantically for mirrors, plants, doubting the woman, but at the same time, its like seeing someone bench 600lbs, its happened, the weight is moving, you can't deny it. So I'm thinking, he's got those huge baggy sleeves, and he looks at me laughing and stands up, comes straight up to me leans over, sticks his arm out and I'm looking up his sleeve at his arm pit, then he sits down laughing. Sometime around then he talks to two girls, 'always hungry, always hungry' here, and he just starts throwing almonds at them, just coming out of his hand. As he is raining them in almonds he says, 'but not you', or something like that to one of them, and its cashews for her, almonds for the other. And off he goes about carefull, care again. Can you imagine what you feel? I'm thinking hypnosis at that stage, I've asked some dribble about how, and will he make me something special, and he should know what. I wanted a special ring for my (ex) wife, as we had been arguing for a long time, and she was freaking about me going to India. So, thats my test, I haven't physically mentioned any details about it. He looks at me, and serious now, 'where's your wife'? I don't wear rings myself, I guess he could have just taken a stab at me being married. I answer that she is back in Elliston. 'Where's your wife', again I answer, and ask him for something special. 'Just wait, always impatient'. 'Not good to be angry, too much fighting'. So he asks again and I'm thinking it's some game. He says again about the fighting, and I say something like yeh, I know, I try, and he turns to everyone else and says 'he thinks he knows, he thinks he knows...I know'. Again 'where's your wife', again Elliston. Then joking, 'Elliston, Elliston, whats Elliston'. I tell him its home. 'Home, home, not home, what is home.' Then he tells me wait, be patient, that's not special, he will give something really special. Next he turns his attention to another lady and is sort of telling her off. Next thing he holds his hand out, motions us all in closer, look, sticks his hand out and and a little statue just stands in his palm, and starts growing, to about a foot high, the woman is blubbering, I'm freaking. 'Here touch', and next thing when she goes to touch it's glowing, white, red hot, heat pouring out of it, and he lectures the woman. Next it is cool again and he gives it to her. More talk about carefull. He chucked some ash on us and talked a bit about 'forgetting who we are'. One guy wants to build some thing in WA for Baba, and he tells him off, tells him he hasn't even got a house, so build his own house. Then he lectures us on fickleness, laughing and joking. 'Baba is great, Baba is God, but he needs a house, needs help, needs money, not so great God, just little God...but wait, now Baba is great he can do all! Just laughing. Then talks about helping ourselves, looking at ouselves, understanding ourselves. Self reliance talk. Then what is self, who is self. How do you know self. Carefull, over and over, carefull. Then it's over, as I leave I ask once more...what about me, my thing? 'Wait, we'll talk again, patient'. When I got back from India, I found out that my wife had been having an affair for over a year, and I honestly had no, not the faintest idea. She was the one person I trusted, marraige was a massive change for me, and I took it to heart. (but don't get me wrong, I wasn't some perfect husband, but I would never break trust) Everyone thought I knew, even my wife, and she took going to India as leaving. As soon as I left, my wife packed up and moved to another town, and lived with the other guy. Every instant of Baba's 'interview' with me became clear. When I stumbled out of the interview room, that thing happened again, waves of it, even stronger, and it lasted for days. I'll tell more, if you want, it gets just more and more amasing. It was actually hard, I started to wonder if I was latently mentally delusional. If all the abuse had taken its toll. But heaps of people have even more amasing stories. |
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I'll write some more tomorrow. He basically says that we are all the same, but that he knows, is certain of what we doubt. That it is our beliefs and thoughts that cloud the issue. But best to ask him, because that's just my slant on it, and I don't presume to know exactly what he thinks.
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Uplift, thank you so much for taking the time out to share this. Your experiences sound truly amazing. I am particluarly interested in Baba scoffing at the man who wanted to build for Him when he hadn't yet built for himself. And, Baba's statements regarding self-reliance and sort of mocking us for holding that attitude that God needs our charity. Interesting. Love that. And, how eerie is it that he kept asking you where your wife was? He doesn't mince words eh? I guess He didn't worry that this thing would be difficult for you. He still felt you had to look into it and know. Fascinating. The "always impatient" thing is eerie too and I don't even know you. But, it's just...wow. I cannot wait until you come back to post more. |
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Ree, Sai Baba talks about Jesus and other Spiritual great people often, and recognises them formally on special days, for those people there that it is important to, and encourages respect for others' beliefs. 172, it was unbelievable, my wife dropped me at the airport, and unbeknowns to me moved out the minute I left. The whole time I'm thinking what's with all this wife, home junk, and well...now you know. Even the carefull, over and over. At the time, I'm like yeh, yeh what's this game. Later the profoundness sunk in. Care full...each moment full of care, the most simple 'secret' to success. Whether you are in a business deal, meditating, relaxing at the beach, enjoying wife and children, friends, exercising...whatever, live for that moment, give it your full care. When you relax, really relax, no worrying about work, this or that. When you work, work. Exercise, meditate, same thing. Look at say Federer (I love sport) total care in every moment. Whether its a good thing or not in our opinion, a heap of guys want to be top tennis players. They all have outrageous talent, but Federer, care full to the nth degree, whether he is going for the most outrageous shot, or the most simple shot, or in his public and private life, he has the ability and wiseness to hold focus better than most. Full care full. Sorry, thats my indulgence. So, as I said, I've stumbled out of the interview, and this thing is happening to me. The most beautiful, amasing thing, in waves. What I'm going to tell next, is amasing, but ludicrously embarrassing too...like I've reduced myself to the star character in a South Park episode. I'm feeling awesome, and get right into everything that Baba recommends in his books about going there, and which he reiterates daily, in lectures from people representing him there, and in notice boards updated and posted daily. He always highlights, remember why you are here, the hardships and costs, make the most of it. So he recommends something like this, up really early, 4am for me, meditate, for me exercise as well, then go to prayers and meditation at the Hindu chapel as a sign of respect, as a guest in this part of the world, or to prayers of your own following or choice. Eat, then assemble for Darshan, where you hope to see him. Straight after Darshan meditate. Relax, have lunch, do work in the canteen or kitchen, cleaning or serving. Make use of lectures, libraries, facilities in the afternoon, or perform some service. Sometimes afternoon Darshan, or in the evening Sai Baba sometimes leads singing of spiritual songs, or speaks. Eat, canteen duty, meditate, reflect, sleep. He highlights not spending too much time socialising or starting relationships, especially between men and women, as that will become your focus. Always asking to remember what your goal is. So away I go, I'm pretty full on in whatever I do so its no big deal. This is where it gets...sad Now taking into account the interviews, and everything I've said, this is what happens. I've been bumping into this...georgous blond girl from Switzerland, that is an Abba blond girl look a like. And the blond girl from Abba is like my secret heart throb. I've been fighting with my wife for ages, feeling sorry for myself, thinking I deserve better...Sai Baba's promised something really special, and here's this super friendly, one of those touchy, feely girls, who also wants to know about the interview and talk about spiritual stuff and Australia. I try to push it out of my mind, but the more I try, I just bump into her more and more...and we are laughing about it. Meanwhile, remember everything I've said, and the lectures and noticeboards, which I am some how now interpreting as me gaining special exemption from. The thing with the girl is starting to occupy my thoughts, and its become a 'special gift'. One day there is a special lunchtime Darshan, and some Indian Ladies are going to sing. So there is this pathway like a road, leading to a chair and area where Sai Baba will end up, after walking and giving Darshan. Men and women are always on seperate sides, and Darshan is really serious. Helpers patrol, and anyone noisy, or breaking rules, is asked to leave. I end up right at the front, really close to Baba's chair, and lo and behold, the blonde girl is right opposite and we are looking straight at each other. This is so embarrasing, but its the truth so I'm telling it. Everyone is saying Baba is close... its like a long parade, and he stops and talks to people, takes letters from them, and so on. The girl is smiling and waving at me, I'm freaking, thinking the helpers will see and kick us out, and trying to ignore it. But she's calling something out, which is a full no no, and really waving and carrying on. The ladies are telling her to stop, and I'm thinking this is mean't to be. Next thing, she gets up, jumps the rope border, and is running at me with a note in her outstretched hand. The helpers are all watching around the corner where Baba is approaching. I reach up to take the note...oh my God...and the girl gets an incredible, I'll never forget it, look of horror on her face, and goes all red. I realise she is looking straight past me at her boyfriend or partner, who is sitting directly behind me. It has dawned on her, and she is really, really, really looking lost, red, embarrassed as the guy is reaching over taking the note. I am shrinking to about an inch high, and glowing like a hot coal. The girl runs back staring at the ground from then on. Sai Baba rounds the bend just after, comes level to us, stops, turns and walks up to me, right up, straight in front, a foot away, shakes his head, waves his finger at me, looks across at the girl, back at me, a few times, shaking his finger at me, starts laughing, 'carefull, carefull' and walks off to his chair. As the singing starts, I'm stuck there for an hour, really close, the world's smallest human, thinking about things. Every now and then he shakes his finger at me and laughs. But his laugh is kind, forgiving, like him. As he totally demonstrates in the days to come. I'll keep going if you want, but it's enough writing for today. PS I just want it to be clear, that when I say its dawned on her, I mean that my ludicrous misunderstanding has dawned on her. Last edited by Uplift; 07-19-2007 at 05:01 AM. Reason: Spelling |
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