Miracles

Coming to Terms with the Weather


Making it hot
In October 1993 I accompanied Shri Mataji on a two week trip around America. On approaching every airport, we were informed of low ground temperatures, 5 °C or similar, by in flight announcements. In each instance, Mother just smiled, raised her left hand up her right side, and upon landing the temperature had eased upwards. Often dull days turned suddenly into bright sunny ones.

"Just give the sun a bandhan," Mother explained.
It was the same when we returned to London. Coming into Heathrow Airport, England, Shri Mataji gave vibrations to her the right side, which is associated with heat, and within seconds was perspiring. It was incredible to witness, and we stepped out into a bright sunny morning. Mother indicated we should pay more attention to and note down how the weather supports our work.
Geoff G.

She created a cloud to cover us
We were in Maharashtra, in the middle of the Sahaja Yoga India tour. We were way up on the plateau, inland at a very isolated village. It seemed quite ancient and Shri Mataji had organized that we should have a procession through the town. She used to ride on a bullock cart. We waited for about an hour in the broiling sun and were all getting quite hot.

Then Shri Mataji came, on a bullock cart, and some musicians. Shri Mataji led us with the musicians through the village to a pendal (tent-like structure). The pendal had a back side — three open sides and a top that covered us so that we weren’t in the sun. There was a stage with a backdrop. Shri Mataji sat on the stage and the musicians played.

She tried to get all the Westerners in out of the sun but She saw that She could only get about half of us in. She was quite concerned about this. The sky was totally blue and you could see for miles. There were low mountains way in the distance and there was not a cloud in the sky.

Shri Mataji looked out from the stage to the centre point of the sky and concentrated very hard at that point. I watched what She was doing. I looked up and there was not a cloud anywhere to be seen, even on the horizon. She concentrated quite hard and then looked away and looked at the musicians and us. A few minutes later She looked back at the sky.
Right in the middle of the sky where She was concentrating a grey cloud was starting to form from nothing, quite thickly, and it was like magic. It was quite a dense grey cloud, a heavy sort of cloud. She was concentrating on it and it was growing, from the centre outwards. Then She stopped looking at it and looked back at us.

Within minutes the cloud had grown and within about ten minutes, it covered the whole sky. You could watch it spreading out in a circle, until within about fifteen minutes we were completely covered in shade from this heavy thick cloud. Shri Mataji had covered the whole sky with clouds just to protect us from the hot sun. She had been so obviously worried about us that She had created this cloud to cover us.
Claire N.


Extinguishing the fire
On a trip back from Stonehenge in the late 1970’s, we had been having some forest fires in the south of England, which had been going on for quite a long time and it hadn’t rained recently. One of the Sahaja Yogis in the car with Shri Mataji was expressing his concern that we were going to lose all these wonderful forests. Being tree lovers, we were a little concerned and he particularly was telling her that it was a shame that this fire had been going on for so long.
So I saw Shri Mataji look out of the car window on the right, and in the distance, up in the sky, there were a few clouds. She just looked at those clouds and all of a sudden they began to move from the right hand side of the car, over the car, towards where the forest fire was raging many miles away. Needless to say, we heard on the news that night that there had been rain over the fire and it had been put out.
Bala K.

Miracle reported by newspapers
In 1983 one of the yogis mentioned to Shri Mataji when She was visiting us that it would be a great blessing if Australia could be drenched with a heavy rainfall as the whole country was suffering drought. as a result bush fires were causing havoc in many parts of Australia because of the heat and dryness.

In answer to our prayers, it was decided to have a puja at the seaside the very next day. We were only about fifteen Sahaja Yogis at the time and we found a wonderful quiet beach where we could see the city of Melbourne in the distance. Shri Mataji was seated on a flat rock and everything was silent. The sea began to react to the vibrations and started to rise and She waved her hand.

“Calm down, calm down. It’s all right,” She said, and with that, the sea was still and calm. She then started drawing an image of Shri Ganesha in the sand and slowly kept shaping his form over and over again for a very long time. Everything was peaceful and silent — just the gentle ocean lapping the sands. She offered the Shri Ganesha flowers, kumkum, turmeric and rice.
“Now, after this puja, the whole of Australia will not suffer from drought any more,” She said joyfully.

A little while later, at 4 am on the 20th March 1983, while we were preparing the garland for Her sixtieth birthday, suddenly the sky exploded with a crack of thunder and there it was — rain — torrents and torrents of it and it went on for days.
“You see, your prayers are answered,” She announced.

Even the newspapers were headed with a full front page ‘Miracle Rain.’ The whole of Australia, including Ayer’s Rock, was blessed with rain.
Gauri M.

Managing the rain and electricity
Let me write what I know about the miracles Shri Mataji did when She was in Istanbul, Turkey in 1999, at the public programme. The tent which was supposed to be for about fifteen hundred people was overfilled and we estimated the total number of people to be about two thousand.

As soon as Shri Mataji entered, it started raining and it was raining almost till the end of the program. Shri Mataji gave Self Realization in a very simple way. She just asked people to put their hands towards Her, like in namaaz that the Muslims do, and to feel vibrations. While giving Realization She was blowing in the microphone. As soon as She started, we heard a long and powerful sound of thunder which lasted as long as She was blowing. The sound was very similar to the sound of blowing so they merged into one. It was magnificent. I was overfilled with joy from witnessing what a wonderful thing Shri Mataji had done.
Later I heard a story of one lady who was late for the programme. She saw the tent from the outside, and everywhere it was raining, but no rain was falling on the tent - as if there was a huge umbrella over it!

Another thing I heard at the first follow up programme was this. One lady told us that when she came to the introductory programme, the battery in her mobile phone finished and the phone switched off automatically. After the program she decided to turn the phone on (normally, in such a situation it can work for maybe one minute, so that she could make one fast call). To her surprise, the battery was fully charged, so we all witnessed direct transformation of the power of vibrations to the electric energy. Later I heard that a few other people had a similar thing happen to their mobile phones.
Lev D.


The rain was cut just in mid-air
In 1992 we had built a hangar at Gidgegannup, our property near Perth, Australia, but the centre of the roof hadn’t been put in. Shri Mataji had started a puja talk and about ten minutes into the talk, big rain clouds came over and rain started to pour down. Everybody was panicking because it was wetting their beautiful clothes that they had worn for the occasion.

Nobody was moving because it would have been impolite to move. Shri Mataji looked up and saw what was happening and cut through the air with her hand, a cut downwards with her hand, and immediately the rain stopped. It seemed to stop in mid-air and just didn’t come down any more. Everybody looked to see what had happened to it because nobody could quite work it out. At the very same time, a wind blew up and the wind blew the clouds away within minutes. The big rain clouds had gone and there were just soft fluffy white clouds in their place and fine blue patches of sky.

The Sahaja Yogis talked about it for years afterwards. New people, who had only been in Sahaja Yoga a year or so, couldn’t believe what had happened because one minute you were being drenched with these heavy drops of rain and the next minute it was just cut in mid-air.
Clair N.


The locals could not believe we were saved
I went to a puja in Tyrol, Austria right up in the mountains, in about 1990. The miracle happened after the puja that was held in a big tent. It had been pitched by the side of a river which was coming down the valley.

Towards the end, a terrific thunderstorm started. The rain was pouring down and was coming in on the side of the tent where some ladies were sitting. Some of them tried in vain to right the tarpaulin to stop the water, but Shri Mataji just waved her hand and the water ran off the side. As Shri Mataji rose to leave, She made us promise not to go outside the tent for the next half hour, but just to sit in quiet meditation. We heard the thunder and did not see much of the lightning, as the tent flaps were closed.

The next morning, we were told by our landlady at the pension where we were staying, never in her lifetime had she experienced such a storm with such terrific rain and thunder, and the lightning actually rolled down the main street, to the utter amazement of the local inhabitants. They all were very worried about our big tent on the banks of the river and came to help us, but could not believe that the river had not come high enough to touch us.

The place where the large tent was pitched was the flood plain which was always under water when the river came down after such a downpour. Shri Mataji had saved us and helped us by asking us to stay in the tent for another half hour in quiet meditation.
Helga A.

Welcome for the Adi Shakti
Traditionally, when an honoured guest arrives at your house in India, you do what is called ‘aarti’ to them. This is done by married ladies, and a tray is prepared with little flames on it made from burning cotton wool soaked in butter, which is then waved in an arch around the guest’s head. But flames do not burn well when it is pouring with rain.

Shri Mataji came to Holland in the summer of 1992. The moment She got off the plane it started to rain. It was pouring so much the driver could hardly drive the car. As She arrived at our house, the rain just stopped as if someone had switched off a tap. The incredibly heavy rain just stopped like that.

Shri Mataji got out of the car and the whole sky was lit by lightning even though there was no rain. She walked up the path with lightning and thunder going all the time we did aarti to her. Every time the aarti went round in an arch over Her head, the lightning flashed and the thunder crashed. She walked in over the threshold and I gave Her the garland. The moment She was inside, the rain came down again as if a tap had been switched back on as I put the garland around Her neck.
“Now that’s a welcome for the Adi Shakti,” Shri Mataji said.
Rachel R.


‘Like the sermon on the mount.’
It was an amazing experience in a small village called Karuse in Maharashtra because the villagers had come from miles around and they were everywhere. We were way out in the countryside and it was a very simple village. They had a simple bullock cart with palm trees over the top of it and a bullock driver who slowly took Shri Mataji through the village. We danced in front of it and all the villagers played their music and came when She gave a program to give them all Self Realization.

It was outside Pune, a very dusty place and all the village people came and they were sitting on roofs and walls. They were just everywhere. The program was held outdoors.

It was in the middle of the day, Shri Mataji gave a program in that village, and there were people hanging out of the trees and on the tops of ruined walls and everywhere. We were near the front and I was looking round and back and thought ‘this is like the Sermon on the Mount’. Shri Mataji gave a very short talk in Marathi, but it was an amazing experience. It hadn’t rained there for such a long time and they were destitute. As soon as the talk finished the skies opened and the rain came down. We all had to run for cover, and there were thousands of people there with us.

It just poured and poured for about an hour. It had not rained for nine months and the Indian people were just totally over the moon, more so, because this was not the rainy season and it almost never rains there at that time of the year, even in a good year for rain. They just danced, sang and ended up covered with mud. Because there had been no rain, it was very dusty and when the rain came, it became very muddy. It was a really joyous occasion.
Kay M. and Cheryl B.


The snowfall of the century in Geneva
The great snowfall of February 1985 — "la neige du siècle" — will long be remembered by the inhabitants of Geneva, Switzerland. They may not be aware of the bandhan from the Sahaja Yogis the previous evening.

Shivaratri is a celebration and worship of the deity Shri Shiva, who represents the pure spirit within all of us. In Geneva, the day before, we were preparing everything and thinking how apt it would be if we could use melted snow, as this is the purest natural form of water. We had had a little snow earlier that evening and we thought we might be able to trap some in two bowls, if these were left out overnight. So they were put out in the garden and we went to bed, giving a bandhan that there might be a little snow. It was quite a mild evening with a cloudy sky.

Next morning there was no sign of the bowls. Everything was hidden under two to three feet of fresh snow and more was falling as we gazed through the curtains. Eventually, we found the bowls, after some poking around in the snow. They were placed in some shallow hot water in a bathtub to melt their contents. Meantime, the snow continued to fall.

Meanwhile, Geneva had the heaviest snowfall of the century, and the weathermen had completely failed to predict it. Amazingly, all the snowfall was confined to the Geneva area. Even in Lausanne, fifty miles away, only a few centimetres fell.
Phil W.


Cooling down before puja
It was in March 1998 at Shri Mataji’s Birthday Puja in Delhi. We were sitting and waiting for Mother to come in and it was hot, very hot.

“I don’t know why I wore this heavy sari today because it is so very, very hot here,” I said to my friend. I was looking at the people sitting near me and seeing if they were also feeling very hot. They were also suffering and perspiring. Suddenly, we felt a sudden change and it was as if a mist just floated in. I thought, ‘this is just me who is seeing this.’
“Look at this mist,” said the girl next to me, a pre-school teacher who lived near Delhi.

“So it isn’t just me who is seeing it,” I said to her. Suddenly it became so icy cold that all of us put our shawls on. At that moment Shri Mataji arrived and we all stood to welcome Her. It was Mother’s arrival that had changed the whole thing so dramatically.
Silvy M.


A bandhan solved a problem of fog
We were eleven Sahaja Yogis travelling with Shri Mataji from Bogotá to Medellín, in Colombia. The small plane made a stop and we went with our Holy Mother to greet some yogis who were at the airport. The pilot was nervous because the fog was coming down and it was going to be difficult and dangerous to take off.

Sitting in the plane behind our Holy Mother, all of us could see the pilot and the fog that was already down on the earth. Shri Mataji did a bandhan towards the fog and the pilot and, just as Moses saw the sea open to cross to the other side, we saw the fog open and our plane took off.
Graciela V.


The presence of Sahaja Yogis can influence the elements
In April 1989 we were travelling from Perth to Melbourne by car. It is more than two thousand kilometres across a vast open desert in the outback. There is little human habitation along this road, whose side is marked by relics of travellers who did not reach their destination. After several hours, we stopped in a small town called Ceduna for lunch.

The lady managing the cafe put down her knitting and made us steak sandwiches. She told us of the very difficult situation she found herself in. She was unable to work on her farm as it had not rained for five years, so that now the soil was blowing away. But, she said, if it would just rain a little she would be out in the back planting some seeds for a new crop. To make matters worse, she told us that she had an opal mine in the north that could not be worked, as it had been flooded out by rain! A shame, we agreed, and really felt for her, out there in the baking hot dry land.

The conversation shifted to other topics and we eventually paid for our meal and got up to leave. We opened the front door to find it was absolutely pouring with rain.
Martin P.


The elements showed their magic
One day our group of Sahaja Yogis went down to the sea in Australia. It was a very stormy day and there were about five of us. We started to make a shivalingam, a column like shape which represents the power of Lord Shiva, reflected within each of us as the spirit. We also made a big aum sign on the beach.

As soon as we put the last stone and went to offer flowers to the shivalingam, the storm completely calmed and the light opened out through the clouds and streamed down upon us. Then we offered some fruit and the sea came up and took the fruit and flowers and went back down and it just totally calmed. It was incredible, from a really big rough storm to this total calm. That was the first miracle I had seen.

Then another time, Shri Mataji was going to come to Cambridge, England and we were all collecting poppies. It started pouring with rain and no one got wet. The rain was pouring down all around us in these huge fields full of red poppies, and we did not get wet at all. That was another miracle.
Rosie L.


Nature in tune with vibrations
I was working in Morocco at the time. The whole day was very hot with just a little wind blowing from inland, hardly noticeable.
In the evening, I sat down on the beach to meditate in the stillness. After a while, I started to say the mantras of all the elements, which were so pure in that place. The silence deepened. At the moment when I said the mantra of the Sahasrara chakra with the name Shri Mataji Nirmala Devi, a gust of strong wind blew into my face from the sea suddenly and remained blowing for the rest of the time that I sat in meditation. I went back to the hotel to tell my colleagues of the experience.

In the evening of the following day I again went to meditate at the same place. Knowing well that experiences such as I had had the previous day usually only happen once, I nonetheless started to say the mantras of the elements. And suddenly, like in a dream, the same thing happened as the day before. As I said the name of Shri Mataji Nirmala Devi, the wind changed direction, from inland to a sea breeze, and a cool gust of wind was blowing through my hair, causing my T-shirt to flutter and leaving me with tears in my eyes.
Wolfgang H.


El Nino drought which didn’t happen
It was at the end of the 90’s, and all the weather experts around the world said the current El Nino was going to be the worst ever. One evening the newsreader on the main TV news in South Africa gave a long warning that farmers who lived on marginal land should not bother to plant maize that year, as the predictions were for a very serious drought. The papers were also full of gloom and foreboding, because droughts were bad for the economy as a whole and catastrophic the poorer people who lived at subsistence level. In the past serious El Nino conditions in other parts of the world had invariably meant bad droughts in Southern Africa.

Now Sahaja Yogis can give bandhans, and there is also a song which we can sing, and if we have our attention on asking for rain at the same time, it sometimes works wonders. We Sahaja Yogis around the country collectively did bandhans for normal rain. We also sang ‘Bathe in the waters’, the rain song, whenever people were together singing of Sahaja songs.

That must have been about October and I forgot all about it. In December I went to India, and on the way back flew into Johannesburg in January. As is usual for the time of year, there were thick clouds everywhere, and when we flew below them to land, the landscape was verdant green and it was raining. I asked some friends there how the rains had been, and they stared blankly and said they had been very good: heavy but no flooding to mention, no problems.

There was a bumper harvest that year and the only problem was the availability of storage space for all the grain. Was it anything to do with us? Who knows?
Linda W.


Thankful sky
The natural elements — earth, water, air, fire and ether — come under the control of the Paramchaitanya, or collective unconscious, and can be used by this all pervading power to transmit messages and images.
One time in the 1970’s we were with Shri Mataji at her house in Hurst Green, Oxted, doing a havan. It was really cold and overcast outside as it was late in the year. But as we did the havan, the whole sky opened up just above us, like a great big halo over the house. The sky was quite dark, but there was a whole light patch above where we were because the vibrations that were given out had caused the sky to open.
Douglas F.

Waves of joy coming from the mountain
On our Sahaja Yoga first trip to India in the late seventies, we flew into Katmandu and later we went on a flight excursion around Mount Everest, or towards that area. It was only about an hour or two. When we came back, in the sky there were clouds that looked like ripples in a pool, when you throw a stone in the water and you get concentric ripples. This was similar, but in the sky. We pointed this out to Shri Mataji.

“Oh, yes. That’s because you have been to pay your respects to the mountain and those are waves of joy coming from the mountain,” She said. It was quite incredible.
Douglas F.

How divine love protects us
Two years ago I had the misfortune to have to leave a Sahaja Yoga seminar in England in a great hurry as I had to present myself for military service the next morning at a barracks in Switzerland. This was very painful for me, as I quit the paradise on Earth and in a few hours was transported to what seemed a fair approximation to hell. However, the last words of Shri Mataji, as I left the puja, boosted my morale tremendously. She said that we should absolutely have confidence in ourselves, that She had made masters of us as even the elements obeyed us.

On my second day in the army I had to do some exercises lying down in some grass under the intense August sun and, as I did so, Shri Mataji's words came back into my head. And as the heat seemed to pour down from the cloudless sky with not even the slightest suspicion of a breeze, I prayed within myself, “Shri Mataji, if we really have power over the elements, please kindly cool down the atmosphere.” At the instant I finished uttering these words, I felt a great gust of breeze arise and pass over my cheeks, followed by another and then again more, one after another. I was quite in a state of shock, but I felt myself filled by a great joy and a tremendous confidence in the great and benign power of Adi Shakti guiding our lives. By the end of the afternoon, the sky was completely covered with clouds. And throughout my four months of army training, whenever I had problems I looked at the sky and felt that I was well looked after.

Shyam E.

Amazing painting in the sky
In December 1993 my daughter Siddhi got married. She was only eighteen, and after the marriage, we went to Pune to her new family. For me, she was still an innocent child and it was difficult to leave her. Before I left India, we went to Pratisthan, Shri Mataji’s house.

As we drove away, I looked up to the sky and immediately asked to stop the car. Siddhi, Rahul (Siddhi’s new husband) and I saw the same thing. The sky was like a bright and colourful mosaic made out of spots in all rainbow colours. In the middle was a small white cloud. lt was shaped like a girl holding a lotus flower above her head. Immediately, I remembered how Siddhi, as a small girl, had danced for Shri Mataji in Austria and offered Her a lotus flower. Suddenly, the cloud that looked like a girl brought down its arms, spread them out as if lt would give blessings, got a trunk and was Shri Ganesha. We all saw that miracle.

We drove further, but I could not take my sight from the sky and looked in the direction of Pratishtan. And again I saw a small cloud. First it had the head and hands of an Indian dancer. But suddenly, the head split into three heads, all the same, with a crown on top. lt was Trimurti (God in the form of the creator, the maintainer and the destroyer). After this experience, it was easier for me to leave Siddhi, for I knew that there was a divine power acting.
Gisela M.

Lucky escape from lightning
Last summer, 2001, we had a miracle. Some friends invited my son and I to stay with them on a wonderful lake in Austria. Before we went away I had a feeling that I should get some insurance on the contents of my apartment. So an insurance person came round to talk to me, but somehow instead of talking about insurance I told him about Sahaja Yoga and gave him Self Realization. This took some time, and in passing I told him that Sahaja Yogis are always saved. For example in the big earthquake in Turkey in 2000, there were quite a lot of Sahaja Yogis in that area, but not one Sahaja Yogi was hurt, and not one of their houses was damaged. While we were speaking, I felt certain that nothing would happen while we were not in the house, and anyway he said he had to go because it was late, and we decided we would do all the insurance business when I returned from the holiday.

Two days before we returned to Vienna from the lake there was a big storm. Then we returned to Vienna. We stopped by the garage door, and it was open. We brought the luggage into the house and wondered why the automatic garage door seemed to be stuck open and the light was not working. This part of the house was the common property of all the tenants. When we got to our own front door, we went in, and turned on the lights. I noticed there was a lot of paper which seemed to be stuck in the fax machine which I had left on, but the machine was fine, and still working.

Later I went out and found some electrical person, and he said that very near our house were two trees which had been badly struck by lightning in the storm, and all the electronic things and the electricity in all the apartments had been affected too. Everyone’s telephones, computers and fax machines and so on were hopelessly damaged. The lightning had gone down through the roots and had gone into the electrical cables. A week later my neighbours from upstairs asked me about all the damage, because I was the garden apartment and should have been the worst hit as I was the nearest to the tree. But there was absolutely no damage of any kind.

By coincidence, when I was on holiday, somebody had given me a magazine to read – the Sahaja Yoga magazine from Germany, which is called Hermes. I read it while on holiday, sitting on the side of the lake. In that magazine, there was an article about a Sahaja Yogi, who had had a similar miracle.
Zhukra D.


Absolutely impossible situation
In 1995 I spent 9 months in America in order to write my doctorate there. I lived as a housekeeper for a man in Kansas City in Missouri. This region is known for the worst storms that I have ever experienced, which are often the forerunners or by-products of tornadoes.

One night our house was shaken by the loudest and most violent storm I had ever known.
Lightning struck the trees and the earth. It went on like this all night and was very frightening at times. At 4 o'clock in the morning, the storm was still raging in its full force; I got up to do a Puja and to meditate. I prayed to the all pervading power in the form of Shri Vishnumaya, who governs electricity and lightning, and begged her to keep us safe in this storm.

The storm abated during the morning, but was followed by heavy rainfalls and it was still so dark outside that we needed lots of lights in the house. I finished the usual jobs for the morning, made breakfast for myself and my landlord washed up and proceeded to sit in front of my computer to carry on working. The telephone rang. It was a neighbour who asked whether we had our own electricity generator. I said that we didn’t and had power from the city grid just like everybody else. "And how is it that the lights are on in your house?" she asked. The electricity was off in a quarter of the town and our house was right in the middle of this part. I said that I really did not know why, but we had electricity.

She then asked whether she could put a few things into our fridge. Within a couple of hours our fridge was filled with the contents of other neighbour’s houses as well. My landlord in the meantime called from his nearby office to ask if we still had power. He said that the electricity was off everywhere and he even phoned the power company to ask whether it was possible that we could have power. He was told it was not, because the power grid in this part of the town had completely broken down and it was absolutely impossible. He asked me then whether I had done some sort of Sahaja Yoga magic. I told him that I had not done anything except to pray for protection. The power was off until the evening, but we had the lights burning and the milk was being kept cold and my doctorate work was safely backed up. In my heart I thanked Shri Mataji.
Shannon B.