When Shri Mataji was in Boston in October 1983, a few of us were staying in the ashram there. We’d had a meeting and Mother had asked everybody back for puja. Everyone who had been to the public programme was asked back to have lunch and a puja the following day.
We were cooking for that and I was chopping onions. I’ve done a lot of cooking in my time and I was standing there with this knife, which was as blunt as anything. I was struggling, and Shri Mataji came in.
‘Are you chopping the onions?’ She asked. I was chopping them in squares, which was how I’d always been taught and Mother said, ‘Let Me show you.’
She took the knife from me and it was so blunt you could hardly cut butter with it. She took the onion and sliced it in the thinnest and most delicate little slices I have ever seen, in two seconds, and then She gave me the knife and the other half of the onion.
‘You cut them as you like to cut them because that’s good, too,’ Shri Mataji said. The knife was still so blunt when I used it, but with Her it was wonderful.
Mary Heaton