We went to Shri Mataji’s house in Oxted, but I can only remember patchy things because I was quite young at the time. One of them was that I used to love drawing maps. I drew this map which had some islands. There was an island for me and an …
We were all sitting in a line. Somebody had a hand on Shri Mataji and we all had one hand on each other. The end person had their hand out of the window and we were just sitting there and it just went on hour after hour after hour. And …
I got my Realization when I was seven years old in ‘75. The first time I met Mother was quite a marked memory. My father, sometimes used to bring me up to London for the weekend as I lived with my grandparents until my father remarried. He first met Shri …
We are talking about early days and for me early days were the spring and summer of 1977. What was special was that Shri Mataji had just a few Sahaja Yogis. She was trying to bring them up to the level where they could be strong enough, so we could …
Shri Mataji used to give me little presents sometimes. My memory is fragmentary because it’s a long, long time ago. I remember in Gower Street. My father says the older Sahaja Yogis at the time were a collection of ex-hippies and I was younger and clearer. They had had a …
Mother arranged this weekend at Her house at Hurst Green — Icehouse Wood, Hurst Green in Sussex. It was near Oxted. We all went down there by train. It was extraordinary because here we were, a very strange collection of people in an extremely nice neighbourhood, extremely nice. Shri Mataji …
The area where I used to live was round by Euston, near Tolmers Square in London and that area was a sort of high energy area. There were a lot of squatters and things like that there. We had a little community club there and one day in 1973 this …
We were painting various bits of the house in Hurst Green in Sussex in about 1974. Now, one particular experience that I remember was that Shri Mataji went out with Sir, then Mr., Srivastava to go to a meeting, a reception of some sort. He was at that time the …
It was the 16th September 1975 that we first met Shri Mataji in that Judd Street flat and, similar to my brother, Pat A., it was a most momentous feeling. Even walking up the street to go to that flat, I had the strongest urge to run away I’ve ever …
