Miracles
Appearances
Guru and the miracle boy
Jason was not “seeing things,” according to the man who is arranging the present whistle stop tour for the lady Guru. He said it was quite probable that Jason had seen a “mystical vision” of the Shri Mataji.
He said there were many cases known to the movement of people who had witnessed the vision of the woman who, it is claimed, can cure serious illnesses by the touch of her hands.
“It's quite possible Jason had such an experience connected with this lady. Strange things have happened that just can’t be explained rationally. I don’t discount what he says at all.”
Jason came off his motor scooter after colliding with a car in Cauldwell Street, Bedford, last Thursday at 9:15 pm. He had finished work for the evening and was riding home. At the same time, Shri Mataji was at a meeting in the Guildhouse, Harpur Street. She didn't leave until 11pm.
Jason said, “I was just laying in the road in pain. People were standing about saying, ‘Don't touch him — he may have broken his back.’ Then I was aware of this Indian lady over me. She said, ‘Do you have faith in me?’ I said, ‘Yes.’ She put her hands on my head, my shoulders, my arm and my body. As She took Her hands away from each spot, the pain just vanished. I thought I had broken my arm, but she said I hadn’t.”
He didn't see the lady after that and minutes later was taken to hospital in an ambulance. Bruised and shaken, he was allowed home later in the evening after his worried parents called to see him.
Two motorists concerned in the accident said they had remained at the spot until Jason was put into the ambulance. Neither had seen the lady. The ambulance crew which took Jason to hospital and police officers who attended the crash also said they had not seen her.
The couple with whom Shri Mataji was staying after the programme and who drove Shri Mataji home said that her car had not stopped and no one had got out to help at any accident. But when told of the strange events this week, Shri Mataji said, “It’s marvellous to think such occurrences are happening in this country and it is a blessing.”
Jason’s mother said, “I would like to meet that woman to thank her for whatever happened. It is like a miracle.”
And the final word from Jason, “I definitely saw this woman and She helped me. There was only one spot She didn't touch, my lower back, and that is still hurting.”
Ross F.
The lady who was protecting Devibehn’s house
Devibehn is an Indian lady who lives in Rylands, in Cape Town, South Africa, in a beautiful house and she runs a catering business from her home. One of Devibehn’s customers knocked at her front door and went into the house.
“Who is that lady in the red sari who I saw outside?” She said to Devibehn, “She had such a lovely smile and I felt so warm and comforted, it was as if it was my own mother smiling at me.” Then the visitor saw the photo of Shri Mataji which Devibehn had in the house.
“That is the lady I saw outside!” she said.
“Are you sure?” asked Devibehn. Devibehn went to have a look, but there was no one there. Then she told her visitor how special Shri Mataji is, but that She had never been to South Africa. Devibehn said the visitor was so lucky to have seen her outside the house, but the lady agreed, but said to Devibehn that she was so very fortunate to have this wonderful lady as her DeviMa. She also said she had seen Shri Mataji walking round the house as if She was looking after it.
What convinced my orthodox parents
We had a Sahaja Yogi from Greece who was living near London. She kept pleading with Shri Mataji for her own parents come into Sahaja Yoga. They were very orthodox Christians. In about 1979, she finally managed to get an opportunity to bring them to see Mother.
They sat in front of Mother while She talked to the Sahaja Yogis. When Shri Mataji got up and left the room, her parents suddenly got down on their knees and started bowing to Shri Mataji’s chair. Her parents were in tears. The Sahaja Yogi asked them, after they had recovered their composure, what had happened. Apparently after Shri Mataji got up and left the chair, both the parents saw Christ kneeling by the chair in prayer.
Bala K.
Opening of Agnya chakra
I got my realization on 12th August 1973. That evening we went to Bharatiya Vidya Bhavan, Mumbai, India, where Shri Mataji was giving Self Realization to a few people, about ten or fifteen. We both sat there and, this being a very early stage of Sahaja, Shri Mataji was Herself working hard to give Self Realization and raise our Kundalinis.
To my great surprise, when She touched my forehead, there was a flash and I saw a Christ crucified. I did not know it was the Agnya chakra, and I did not know it was the place of Christ. It was for five or six seconds, just a flash. I wondered why — being a Hindu and a great hater of Christianity — I should get a vision of a crucified Christ. But I didn’t say anything at that time. I just witnessed it and closed my eyes.
Niranjan M.
“A wonderful defence.”
There is a story which is well known by the Mumbai Sahaja Yogis concerning old Mr Pradhan, who has now passed away. He was one of the early Sahaja Yogis, from the seventies. Mr Pradhan was an advocate, and often had to go into the courts to defend his clients. On one occasion he had a rather important case on the following day.
Shri Mataji asked him if he could spend the next day with her, as She needed him for some reason, and without hesitation he accepted. The day after he went into the courts, hoping that somehow things would have worked out with the case he was supposed to have defended.
Some of his colleagues came up to him as he entered the court and congratulated him on having given such a wonderful defence on the previous day. He could not exactly say that on the say that on the previous day he had been with Shri Mataji all day!
How a coral tree that unexpectedly stopped shedding flowers
The following happened when I was living in Robert Street, Melbourne in 1986. It was a Royal Australian Navy townhouse, shared with many other people. Our neighbours were friendly, with some ladies looking after their children by themselves while their husbands were at sea.
I was about three months pregnant with our second child and was threatened with a miscarriage. My friend came by one day to give me vibrations, then left me alone. I then went into a deep and blissful state. I felt that Shri Mataji started to come out of Her photograph. I started to see myself from above and saw my whole body as a hollow golden instrument or pipe, not dense, but slowly increasing and decreasing in golden brilliance from above as I looked down it. I saw flashes of golden ribbon being flung around within it, like a gymnast dancing with long ribbons. The Heart chakra I could feel as a full solid and stable block of very powerful love.
After a while, things came back to normal and I went downstairs and lay down on the sofa in the sitting room, facing outwards into our little garden with its enormous coral tree overhanging it in flower. I started to relax and, before my eyes, a ray of sunlight came down through the tree and suddenly Shri Mataji, dressed in a white sari, was walking casually down the path towards our front door, looking around at the garden as She went. She entered the house and Her physical state changed to a heavenly golden light which enveloped me. I felt totally one with the whole, knowing all truth. I was a drop in the ocean of joy of the universe.
My neighbour Margaret had swept the path to our front door that morning to remove some dropped flowers. But the coral tree did not shed any flowers for about a day afterwards, as it normally would continuously during flowering. Our daughter was born a happy baby, very wiry and strong about six months later.
Annete H.
Father saw a young doctor looking exactly like Shri Mataji
I want to talk about a miracle that happened to my father. He is seventy five, and was going into hospital for a tiny operation in London. But I had a feeling, from the vibrations, that it was going to be serious. I prayed that if it was his time to go, then all right, but if possible could he survive the operation, and especially if he could realise about Shri Mataji in some way.
On the day of the operation I phoned my mother and discovered that the doctors had discovered an aortic anuerism which was about to burst. They were doing an emergency operation and there was very little chance. I rushed to England and when I got to the hospital I realized his Kundalini was very strong and his vibrations very cool. He was in a coma for several days but he recovered, much to the amazement of the doctors. He was so strong. Once he came round he started speaking about love, and caring. Before he had been typically English and found it hard to express his feelings. He had never been like this previously. He seemed very changed.
One day I went to visit him in the hospital and he told me he had had a wonderful visitor, a young Indian doctor, who came and sat on his bed and hugged him and said She had saved his life. He explained that it was miraculous that he had survived and I wanted to go and thank this lady. He said She looked exactly like a young version of Shri Mataji. There were no doctors like that there.
He had also given up smoking and he had smoked since he was twelve. He speaks all the time about caring and loving, and he had lost all the racism which he had from being English and of that age group. After all this, he kept Shri Mataji’s photo with him, and said that one day he had some pain, and the moment he touched the photo it all went away.
Marylin L.
The very same Amar Chitra Katha story was in the briefcase!
Sayed Harish Raza is a graphic designer from India. He now lives in Italy. He is from a Muslim background, but nevertheless was trying to learn what he could about the Hindu legends, which is the basis of this story.
Then Shri Mataji asked me to go and see Her at her home in Cabella, Italy. I had prepared a possible cover design for her husband’s book ‘Corruption, India’s Enemy Within.’
“You have done such a beautiful work of art, but we cannot use it because of the symbol you have used, the lotus, is the symbol of a particular political party in India and it will have connotations. Now we have to use something politically neutral. What shall we do?” So She went into meditation and said: “Do you know the story of the elephant who was caught by the crocodile?”
She explained that is Vishnu in the Nabhi Chakra and if you don’t have a good Nabhi, corruption is born out of that. So this story is to do with Vishnu, the story of the king who was turned into an elephant and was caught by the crocodile. The elephant prayed to Vishnu and Vishnu came to help. Shri Mataji recited some slokas — “shankar chakra gada haste”. Then Vishnu comes and destroys the crocodile and saves the elephant.
“Beta,” (which means son), She said, “India needs an incarnation of Shri Vishnu to save India. Without Vishnu in India, we cannot save the corrupt people there. It is so corrupt, even a small peon (watchman) is a corrupt man. So you show this story and a crocodile and it is preying and so on.”
I started crying and She wondered why I was crying when She was telling this story. I don’t know whether these were tears of joy or tears of surprise.
I had been reading an Amar Chitra Katha illustrated comic about this exact story on that very same day. It was called Tales of Vishnu. As Shri Mataji was talking, I politely removed this comic, with this exact story in it, from my bag and gave it to Shri Mataji.
“Look at this. What a miracle. I am talking about this and you already have it in your bag,” She said.
“Shri Mataji, how did You know it was in my bag?”
“This is what it is, the connection,” She said.
Two simultaneous programms delived exactly the same
The Public Programme in 1985 was in the big hall in the Shell Building, Brussels. It got so full that we had to arrange for a second hall in the same building. Engelbert Oman headed a second Self Realization program, simultaneously with Mother’s next door. Richard P. of Canada continues the same story.
At one point the lobby of that building was to me more like a train station. We simply hadn’t expected that large a crowd. As I looked from one room to the next, it was obvious the same meeting was happening in both places. Shri Mataji and Engelbert, in the second hall, were speaking on the exactly same topics, and at precisely the same time, even though he had no way of knowing what Shri Mataji was saying in the main room.
Robbert R.
A letter which did not need to be delivered
A lady in our group had done Sahaja Yoga for a few years, but she continued to have a problem with obesity. She tried everything but she was not getting over this problem. So eventually, she asked me if I would take a letter to Shri Mataji. The next day we went to see Shri Mataji off at the airport. She was leaving for somewhere and I asked someone if they could give the letter to Shri Mataji, but I was told it was not the right time. So I had the letter in my pocket, and then unexpectedly the plane was delayed for an hour or so. We were all just sitting with Shri Mataji waiting for the plane to leave but I was too shy to give the letter to her.
All of a sudden Shri Mataji just started talking about the problem of obesity in women, for no rhyme or reason. She said that the problem of obesity in women comes when they are overactive as children, especially around the age of twelve or so. They become tomboyish and so they become right-sided. Then when they grow up, their metabolism is overactive and this can lead to obesity when they slow down. And so it is important that girls don’t do sports that are men’s kind of sports and should not be too right-sided. And so She said that these women should take this medicine called ashokeri, an ayurvedic medicine. She repeated at least six or seven times that this is the medicine to take. I never actually gave the letter to Shri Mataji, but She gave the answer there and then.
It so happened that just a few weeks later I was going to India so I bought the medicines and gave them to this lady. She took them and experienced the benefits. It is amazing the way that, without having to say anything or show anything to Shri Mataji, just the pure desire of this lady to solve this problem Shri Mataji just gave her the answer.
Anthony V.
How thoughts, and indeed whole societies, work
Shri Mataji sometimes takes on your form of speaking when She is with you, She adapts. She talks completely differently when She is with certain people. When I first got married we were up in Pratishtan, Shri Mataji’s home in India, and it was the first time I had ever met Shri Mataji. We were standing in the kitchen and peering out into the backyard and She was sitting in the garden. She saw us and waved at us to come out. So we went out and we sat down.
“What do you think of the house?" She said.
“Shri Mataji, it’s a palace. It’s absolutely fantastic,” I said.
“Yes, it’s just one of my crazy ideas,” She said. I say that all
the time. The people said they had never heard Her use that turn of phrase. She was catching my thought.
I had the opportunity to ask Shri Mataji on a similar point. I was in a rickshaw in India with an American and he was scared. It was getting near sunset and the rickshaw driver didn’t appear to understand where we wanted to go. I put it in bandhan and the vibrations were so cool I thought: ‘Forget it. We’ll get there. However, after about five minutes I had this thought: ‘This driver is completely lost. He doesn’t know where to go. We are never going to get there.’ But I was in such a nice state, I thought: ‘I’m in bandhan, in the divine attention. Forget it. What a crazy thought.’
Suddenly the American guy grabbed my arm and said in a panic:
“We’re completely lost. We’re never going to get there. This guy doesn’t know where we are going.” I realised I had been thinking his thoughts.
When I saw Shri Mataji, I mentioned that this had happened.
“That’s exactly what happens,” She said. We do actually catch the thoughts of each other. She explained that that’s how one can change the world because although sometimes people catch negative thoughts from each other, they also catch the good thoughts from us.
“Mother,” I said, “does that mean if we have all this love for You, that then other people, who don’t even know You, will get that and will suddenly just feel something for You?”
“Exactly,” She said, “that’s the hundred monkey theory. When there are a hundred monkeys, one will do something, then another, then a few more, then suddenly all the monkeys do the same thing without quite realizing why.”
So She was saying that that’s how the thoughts work.
Mark W.