Miracles

Problem Solving

Divine supply
After a first tour in India we were still very new in Sahaja Yoga, but the idea had come to us to go to Nepal. We asked Shri Mataji for Her advice and She gave our project Her blessings, remarking that we absolutely should not worry about money.

After some time in Kathmandu, some money which was supposed to be on its way to us from Europe had still not arrived and we were running out. It was quite a new situation for us, to be without money and not worrying. One day we had only five rupees left in our pockets, but we still trusted in the words of our Mother. Two days later, a Nepali gentleman knocked at our door. He had heard that we cooked very well and he asked us to run of the newly-built restaurant in his hotel. We were delighted, but we told him that we had no money at all and would be unable to advance three months rent and a deposit on the furniture, as would be normal. When he heard this, he was silent for a little while.
“I want a foreigner to run my restaurant. Whatever you need, I shall lend you,” he said.

After two week’s preparation we started the restaurant and from the first day the place was packed full. Then after some time the high season was about to start. This happened to be at the end of the month of Ramadan in Calcutta, whose Muslim butchers supplied us with all our meat. The Muslims were all busy celebrating the end of the fast and were not working and we had no meat for our fridge. About the same time our deep freeze broke down and we could only stock about sixty kilograms of meat in our fridge. We told ourselves that if we did not have enough meat we would just serve vegetarian dishes for a while.

Now my husband Herbert started using the meat we had and after a week we had already consumed seventy-five kilos, but the fridge seemed as full as ever. In the second week, the celebrations for the end of Ramadan were still in full swing and so again there was no meat delivery. But we kept taking more and more meat out and still the amount left in the fridge did not diminish. In the third week, the plane which flew up from Calcutta with the meat broke down, so again we had no delivery.
“I feel a bit strange, taking more and more of the meat and still there is plenty left in the fridge,” said Herbert.

“What do you think, why this happens? It’s our Holy Mother doing this for us. Maybe She does not want us to worry,” I said, laughing. Anyway, after that the normal supply resumed and the fridge would empty in the normal way. However, when we calculated how much meat we must have used in those three weeks, we realized that we had taken two hundred and eighty five kilos from the fridge, whereas we knew for sure that it contained only sixty.
Lieselotte W.


Shri Mataji`s food never seems to go off
Shri Mataji did a lot of the cooking for us when She came to our house in Scotland and had a seminar there with about thirty of us, some very new to Sahaja Yoga and many of us with bad problems. Shri Mataji explained that if She cooked for us, Her vibrations in the food would help us in many ways.

The strange thing about the cooking was this. We had a big catering-style fridge and Mother made a chicken stew type dish which we didn’t finish, so we put the leftovers in the fridge for another day. Then after Mother had left, about a week later, I made another chicken stew and also put it in the same fridge and forgot about it. About three weeks after this we suddenly remembered the two stews, but whereas my stew had gone completely rotten, Shri Mataji’s was as fresh as the day it had been made, almost a month before.
Linda W.

Moving heavy things
On that same weekend that the miracle happened with the endless cement, at Brompton Square in London, some people were supposed to come and visit the house. Many of the men were moving furniture. Shri Mataji asked some strong young Italians to move Her bed in solid wood and they were trying to push it, but could not move it a centimetre. Eleanore
Three of us had to move a very heavy wooden bed. We were at the foot of the bed on our knees and we pushed and pushed, but the bed didn't move. Duilio
I was in the room, packing Shri Mataji’s suitcase. Shri Mataji approached the bed and just pushed it with Her knee and the bed moved. Eleanore
At that moment I turned my head and I saw Shri Mataji touching with her knee the foot of the bed. In the same moment, the bed flew against the wall in the right position and we fell on the ground.
Duilio
The Italian yogis said, “Ah,” in big shock and surprise. Shri Mataji laughed and She said, “Well, after all, I am Adi Shakti, so it’s normal that I can push this bed!” Everybody was in awe in front of Her.
Eleanore
On that same day, there was a big wardrobe for clothes. The men needed to move this cupboard and no one could move it. But when Shri Mataji just touched it with Her finger, it moved easily.
Giovanni

The magic key
One time, before leaving Cabella for India, Shri Mataji called me and a few others to do some packing. We were in one of the bedrooms filling up suitcases. Shri Mataji asked us to close a certain suitcase, but it was over full, and the things were spilling out everywhere. We could not close it.

‘Stand on the suitcase, and Sandeep will close it,’ She said to me. Now I am almost a hundred kilos. But we still could not close it, so She smiled.
‘Bring the suitcase over to Me, close to Me’. She just put Her right foot on the case, and after that we could close the case without any effort at all.

On another occasion I brought a briefcase to Shri Mataji. Originally it had come from Tunisia, but somehow it had been lying in a shop in Como for some time, and I brought it up to Cabella. It was one of those cases which had a lock which was numbers, but none of us knew the correct number. Shri Mataji asked Her grandson to try to open the briefcase. So he tried every number he could think of. Triple zero, one two, and so on. After about five minutes he gave up because he couldn’t do it. Shri Mataji was smiling.

‘Bring it to Me,’ She said, and looking and smiling at, She moved Her fingers on the lock, and did not even look at it. After a few seconds there was a ‘click!’ and both of the locks were open. She wasn’t even looking at the numbers, and still nobody had any idea what the numbers were.
Raju C.

Hearing without ears

In the early 1970’s when there were just a handful of us in Sahaja Yoga in London, we met a few times with Shri Mataji in a house just over the road from Kings Cross. It was in this house that we had one of the first experiences of actually hearing through the Sahasrara Chakra at the top of the head.

“Put your hands over your ears and cover them up completely and you’ll still be able to hear Me just the same,” She said, and we could. We had our hands over our ears and we could actually clearly hear what Shri Mataji was saying because we were hearing through our Sahasraras. Our Sahasraras had really opened. So that was perhaps the first amazing experience, apart from feeling the vibrations, that we all had.
Douglas F.


Helpful policeman
When I was a journalism student I found it quite difficult to complete my homework assignments, with my six month old child. Our professor had asked that we attend a court session and report on the details of the proceedings. If, however, that proved impossible, the alternative was to read a police blotter, which details daily police activity and reports on a crime. I could not go to the court, but rushed off, child in arms, to the local police station for a look at the blotter.

“I'm sorry, you can't read that. It's not for the public,” an officer told me. This seemed strange, but I left disappointed. The assignment was due in the following day, so I put the matter in bandhan and proceeded to pick my husband up from work. As I placed my young daughter in her car seat, I inattentively placed my wallet on the car’s roof. I jumped in the car and drove off and only when I arrived home did I realize my wallet was missing. The phone was ringing as I opened the door.

“Are you missing something?” the voice on the other end asked. Within minutes, the wallet was returned and, as I chatted with the day’s hero, I learned he was an off duty policeman. Eagerly he shared his police book with me and before long I was on my way to an “A” homework paper.
Andrea C.


Stolen jewellery
The India tour was coming to a close and we began packing for the long trip home. I had bought many lovely gifts and acquired quite a few saris and clothes. At last everything seemed ready, but I had forgotten something important, my red jewellery box with the jewellery from my recent wedding in India. I decided to put it in my suitcase, and wrapped it carefully in saris so it was well hidden, in the middle. I later wondered if I should have squeezed this precious box into my carry-on and kept it with me.

After some twenty-seven hours we landed in Los Angeles with barely any time to spare to catch a flight to Boston. They told us our luggage would arrive some time after us. It arrived safely a few days later, but clearly my suitcase had been broken into and some things had been taken, including the red jewellery box. What a blow I felt. Why hadn't I followed my intuition and carried the precious box with me? I prayed to the divine aspects of Shri Lakshmi and to Shri Hanumana.

The next day another Sahaja Yogi from Boston, unpacked her suitcase from India. She came to me with my red wedding jewellery box. “Is this yours?” She said. It had been lying on the top of her case when she opened it. Did the thief change his mind? The whole kitchen was filled with the vibrations coming from that red box and everyone could feel them pouring out of the box. I was filled with joy.
Cristina R.

Making food easy for digestion
Some years after I had my Realization, I went to stay in a house in Scotland which two Sahaja Yogis were running as a bed and breakfast facility. Two ladies arrived from the south of England, and stayed a few days, and we cooked all their meals, not just breakfast. We vibrated all the food, as was our habit anyway, and gave it to our visitors.

After a few days one lady asked us what we were putting in the food, and we were a bit nervous, in case it had made her ill. But it turned out that she had a chronic digestive complaint, and for the first time in years, since eating our food, she was able to digest everything normally. We told her that the only thing we were doing was one of our Sahaja Yoga techniques. They became interested and received Self Realization, and learnt how to do it for themselves.
Patrick A.