Category: Chapter 25
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Saint Ann
I recall Shri Mataji saying that Saint Ann, the mother of Mary was an (anch?) avatar of Shri Mahakali. Gregoire de Kalbermatten
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The vibrations are not alright
There was a group of about six young men at Brompton Square one day in 1983. We were all feeling rather lethargic and sat down expecting to spend a nice time at Shri Mataji’s Feet listening to Her soothing motherly words and knowledge, but on that occasion Shri Mataji surprised us. ‘The vibrations in this room…
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Another way to renovate us
There were several of us working in Shri Mataji’s house in London. The complete redecoration of this house was another of our Mother’s ventures through which She could renovate us. So: I am hammering a nail into a piece of skirting board when I hit my finger instead – not too hard, but hard enough…
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Myth and reality
We were in Brompton Square. ‘You see the glass from one side, and I see it from the other,’ Shri Mataji said, about reality. In other words, She said that we see the material world as reality and the spiritual world as myth, but for Her, ‘I see the spiritual world as reality, and the…
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Thou art one with her and knowest not of self in thy supreme joy’
I arrived in the basement and there was Shri Mataji in the kitchen, which was in the basement. I came in through the door. ‘Hello, come here. Just put your hand on My Centre Heart,’ Shri Mataji said, so I walked over and put my hand on Her back at the Centre Heart. There were…
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Shri Mataji would get involved in all the work
Brompton Square was a jewellery box. Shri Mataji would get involved with all the work, She showed yogis how to stain furniture, all kinds of things and it would surprise some tradesmen that She even showed how to apply filler on the walls. On the outside of the house Shri Mataji applied filler and it…
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Picking up on the right protocols
Whilst staying at Brompton Square, I saw how subtly Shri Mataji taught us things. One day She told me to let the kitchen servant know that it would be best for her if she would respectfully touch Shri Mataji’s Feet each morning. I had been, just prior to that, in a quandary as to whether or not it was protocol to go to Mother’s Feet or…
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See how beautiful nature is
One day, after a shopping trip in London, Shri Mataji left it to me to give the directions to the driver to get back to Her house at Brompton Square, while expressing Her concern that it had become very late. It was during the rush hour and I’d suggested a route through Hyde Park, which once we’d embarked on, it wasn’t really possible to turn back. ‘This way gets…
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Thank you for not arguing
I had a few experiences driving Shri Mataji around. It’s strange how when you drove Shri Mataji around in Her car, the geography of the streets changed. She was basically working on us. She was working on me in particular at that time. ‘You should always know that I have a reason for telling you…
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There’s a reason
I was with you, Ray. Do you remember when we drove round and round the Barbican Centre in the City of London. Shri Mataji was in the back of the car and I was sitting in the front with you driving. We were heading back to Brompton Square after Mother had been shopping in the East End of London; She had bought suits and other things to take back to India as gifts for Her…