In 1992 I was working at Cabella and Mother had asked me to come down to see Her.
‘You must come now, Mother wants to see you right away,’ someone came to me and said. I was dusty and filthy and felt disgusted to go into Mother in that condition. In Mother’s room was an old Sahaja Yogi, who had found some Sanskrit names of the Goddess and was reading them to Mother.
‘All these powers which I have in My material body, are here – I don’t remember all these powers,’ Mother commented. ‘It is amazing, when you tell Me the powers that I have, then I re-remember that I have them.’ I was totally flabbergasted and thought ‘Why am I here? Why did Mother call me here?’ then Mother started talking about Her material body.
‘It is My Feet – My Feet are more important than anything else,’ She said. After this Mother asked the two people with Her to massage Her Feet. She didn’t say anything to me and I was just sitting there in my filthy jeans with my dirty hands.
‘Do you want to rub Mother’s Feet?’ said one of the people with Her. But I was so dirty! So she said, ‘Hurry up, and go and wash your hands.’ I was about to leave the room.
‘Where are you going?’ Shri Mataji asked. Then the lady with Mother explained that I was going to wash my hands because I wanted to massage Mother’s Feet as well. So I washed my hands and sat there for half an hour massaging Mother’s Feet. I felt completely awed and wondered how to do it, but remembered that I used to massage my (earthly) mother’s feet, and just had to look at Shri Mataji like my earthly mother. So I started.
‘Do you want to do My little toe a bit?’ Mother said, and then She would say ‘Harder!’
Hari Bhamra