5/11/2023 0 Comments Autobiography of a yogi goodreads![]() ![]() ![]() I feel great love for you.” Ram Gopal took my hand and led me to a quaint hamlet. “Young sir, your divine thirst is laudable. In a burning paddy field I awoke from the monticolous dreams of eternal snows. That is where you will find the kingdom of God.” His simple words instantaneously banished my life-long obsession for the Himalayas. ![]() ![]() “That is your cave.” The yogi bestowed on me a gaze of illumination which I have never forgotten. “Are you able to have a little room where you can close the door and be alone?” “Yes.” I reflected that this saint descended from the general to the particular with disconcerting speed. As soon as the devotee is willing to go even to the ends of the earth for spiritual enlightenment, his guru appears nearby.” I silently agreed, recalling my prayer in the Benares hermitage, followed by the meeting with Sri Yukteswar in a crowded lane. What one does not trouble to find within will not be discovered by transporting the body hither and yon. “The Himalayas in India and Tibet have no monopoly on saints. “Masters are under no cosmic compulsion to limit their residence.” My companion glanced at me quizzically. ![]()
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |