Just Love Me: Midnight message
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Last night, I went to sleep at 11pm in a second-story room of the yoga house. The other bed next to mine was empty.
About midnight I was awakened by a voice. By the moonlight coming through the window, I could see a man lying in the other bed wearing white pajamas.
He told me to get up and tell everyone that no one was to go to sleep until they’d done their second meditation.*
To receive Ananda M arga initiation, two disciplines are required: meditation at least twice daily, and participation in the weekly group meditation. The student is free to experiment with many other practices and exercises, but the most crucial one is regular meditation.
So I walked to the stairway and only one brother, Brian, sitting on the sofa.
There was a man on the other bed in my room. He said: ‘No one is to go to sleep until they’ve done their second meditation.’ So excuse me, and good night."
When I returned to my room, the man was not there. But a powerful oscillating energy pervaded the air, walls, floor, furniture, everything, and made me feel dizzy.
It was as if the room had been mystically transported onto an ocean-going ship, which bobbed up and down as it moved over powerful waves.
I lay down, bewildered, and merged into that vibration. Within seconds I fell asleep.
In the morning, Brian told me
That was incredible last night. I was sitting alone late last night, feeling exhausted and a bit sick, thinking that I can’t meditate tonight.
But I heard your voice, and I thought it was Baba’s voice! When I looked up I saw you. So of course I went to my room after that and did long meditation.
Today for the first time I saw a photo of Baba. I was stunned. It was the same man who was in my room 3 nights ago.
I had always imagined that Baba would have a great beard and powerful eyes. But the man who had been in my room, and who I now realized was Baba Himself, was clean-shaven, wore glasses, and appeared more like a gentleman than a yoga master.
A challenge
Oklahoma. About 600 Margis from all over America are attending the retreat here. I participated in a meeting with 70 persons who wanted to work as full-time volunteers.
I volunteered to go to Mississippi, which is one of the few states yet unstaffed. Mississippi is infamous for being the state having great racial hatred between blacks and whites. It will be an interesting challenge to introduce universalism to such people.
Jackson, Mississippi. I arrived yesterday with one other new volunteer. Last night we slept peacefully under a bush.
We haven’t a single friend, reference or contact.
Because there is a shortage of houses, the real estate companies all say that it takes from three months to one year on the waiting list before one can rent a place. Nevertheless, we found an agency today that made an exception for us.
It’s a small house, but it’ll keep the rain out better than a bush.
What did I say?
I gave my first lecture on yoga today at the university. Since nothing was planned, I completely depended on Baba to guide me.
There were forty students plus a few teachers—all from the Department of Psychology. After they introduced me, I stood dumb before them. Ten seconds, twenty seconds passed. I began to swear and mentally screamed at Baba, “Why aren’t you giving me any ideas?”
Baffled at His unexpected non-cooperation, I started speaking something, anything. As a few awkward words emerged in a slow nervous stutter, I thought, “Baba, help me!” Suddenly an intangible wave rolled over me.
The fear evaporated, and words began to flow. I spoke for one hour. At the end everyone applauded enthusiastically.
“Though Baba recommended that men should keep at least two-inch beards so that the normal temperature of the related glands is maintained, He nevertheless shaved. Under the demand of social conditions a man may have to shave. Baba’s appearance demonstrated that there is no spiritual difference between renunciatesand family people. The same potential enlightenment is everyone’s birthright, even for those who are compelled to moderately compromise their lifestyles.
While we were walking back to our flat, David (the other volunteer) said, “Wow, that was perfect! They all seemed totally absorbed in your words. And so amazed, they couldn’t ask a single question after your speech! Afterward I heard several people saying they felt you spoke straight to their inner needs.
Where did you get such ideas?”
Still excited from the experience, I said, “Before I try to answer your question, can you answer one of mine? What did I talk about? 1 don’t remember a single sentence.”