Just before the programmes at Ganapathiphule started, Mr. Chavhan and seven yogis went with Shri Mataji to do a public programme in Ratnagiri. After the programme was finished, they were to catch a ferry back to Mumbai. On being told that this ferry would be very late, Shri Mataji said …
It was the middle of 1983 and I had constant dreams of earthquakes, buildings collapsing and spasms of intense heat being released from my lower back. I thought Hatha Yoga would somehow help me. There was a great emptiness in my life, and I kept desiring for something I couldn’t …
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 …
Shri Mataji would explain how we have to remain in the collectivity and behave as Sahaja Yogis. She always gave and is giving importance to meditation. She made all of us meditate and one by one put attention on all the chakras. This Mooladhara and then you go upwards and …
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 …
There used to be a special training program and during the Navaratri days we used to go up to the terrace of Mother’s building. Mother would come there and give us a lecture and further training. Sometimes we used to leave there at four o’clock in the morning, sometimes even …
This is a story from 1973-4. My mother was just recently introduced to Sahaja Yoga and to Shri Mataji. She was at the early stages of experiencing vibrations, experiencing within herself. At that time my parents were living in Ambanath, which is a suburb of Mumbai, and one day someone …
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 …
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 …
