In 1974 I lost my wife to a car accident. I was only twenty four, totally devastated and my life was at an end. For the next few years I was searching for some meaning to life and after much mental anguish I went to a spiritualist organisation in London to try to find some answers to life. It was while I was in London that day that I bought a copy of Time Out magazine. There was a photo of Shri Mataji and it was advertised that there was public meeting that same evening.
I was in Victoria so it was only a short walk to Caxton Hall. I sat about twenty rows from the front and just looked at this large photograph of Shri Mataji on the stage. A Sahaja Yogi then came forward and began to speak. There was great love in his voice and that feeling stays with me to this day. He must have spoken for three quarters of an hour before Mother came into the room. Everybody stood when She walked into the hall, then She allowed him to continue. After another half hour Shri Mataji stopped him and the programme began. After Mother’s talk came the realisation session. In those days She tried to go to see each person in turn but as over five hundred people turned up that evening She could not see everybody.
I decided to come back the following week, to hopefully get my realisation. There were only about twenty-five yogis in the room when Mother came in. She started talking about the previous week’s public programme, then someone told Her that I had not got my realisation then and had come back to try again.
‘He must be a true seeker,’ Mother said.
I felt the cool breeze that evening in 1977 and that was my path to Sahaja Yoga.
Colin Dunwell