Category: Chapter 6

  • That’s better now!

    That’s better now!

    Shri Mataji worked on us and talked to us and there was an incredible smell of Indian cooking for about three hours. The servants started cooking early and then I began to get ill, but I felt brilliant. Everybody went down to the big drawing room and fell asleep on the floor for some time.…

  • It was great being a kid

    It was great being a kid

    I got my realisation in the UK when I was seven years old, in 1975. My father sometimes used to bring me to London for the weekend. He first met Shri Mataji about that time, and said I was going to meet this very special Indian lady. I had never met an Indian lady, but…

  • Shri Mataji was very patient

    Shri Mataji was very patient

    I remember in the mid-seventies in the UK Shri Mataji being quite stern with the early Sahaja Yogis at times. She could be incredibly humorous and very warm, but quite stern when She needed to be. She was very much a mother figure in every way in those days. Like, one man went off to…

  • How am I going to visit you?

    How am I going to visit you?

    We went to Shri Mataji’s house in Oxted, but I can only remember patchy things because I was quite young. I used to love drawing maps, and drew this map which had some islands, an island for me and an island for Shri Mataji. ‘That’s no good because how am I going to visit you?’…

  • Shri Mataji tried things out

    Shri Mataji tried things out

    Shri Mataji used to give me little presents sometimes. In Gower Street, my father says the older Sahaja Yogis at the time were a collection of ex-hippies and I was younger and clearer. They had had a bit of a wild time and it had left its imprint on their chakras. Shri Mataji sometimes used…

  • We felt what Shri Mataji felt

    We felt what Shri Mataji felt

    We were painting various bits of the house in Hurst Green in Sussex. One evening Shri Mataji went out with Sir, then Mr CP Srivastava to go to a reception. He was at that time the Director-General of IMCO, the International Maritime Consultative Organization. We were cleaning a wall and painting it. About half way…

  • A magical year

    A magical year

    Shri Mataji went back to India towards the end of 1975, but a small group of us met together during this time and waited for Shri Mataji to come back, which She did in the spring. After this our meetings with Shri Mataji continued throughout the rest of 1976, either at the house in Euston…

  • Profound spiritual truths

    Profound spiritual truths

    I remember us all having cucumber sandwiches and tea with Shri Mataji in a hotel by Victoria Station, also travelling on the Underground together. Shri Mataji was continuing to explain profound spiritual truths to us as we all stood around Her, swaying with the movements of the train. Pat Anslow

  • Shri Mataji went away for the winter

    Shri Mataji went away for the winter

    Shri Mataji went to India for about six months at the end of 1975 and we used to meet together, a handful of us, to try to meditate, but we were not very good at all. ‘You can come to India next year when I go. You can come with Me and meet all the…

  • Part and parcel of Her Divine Being

    Part and parcel of Her Divine Being

    Once I went to Norwich, a small town in England. I liked silver at that time and admired a beautiful silver cup in a shop window. When I got back to London and was with Shri Mataji She turned to me in a matter of fact kind of way. ‘Nice silver cup, wasn’t it, Kuli?’ She…