Many moons ago I visited an Indian saint’s ashram in Southern India. It was always hot. Milk for tea came fresh from a cow, drinking and washing water from a well. It was spicy food throughout the day. There were lush green field with waterways and coconut trees. I wore an orange wrap on top, and an orange sheet wrapped around my botton half. It was the thing to do there. We had chanting, meditation, talks and ceremonies. I could feel the atmosphere was charged with spiritual energy, and the Swami would charge up with energy as well, and use it for our benefit, which he did a good job of. There was a lot of healing and change going on.
On reflection, I was never interested in the minor miracles that happened, or impressed by them. I just felt that is what happens with energy and some people can do that kind of thing. My perspective was that Perfect Masters can do much more far-reaching things in the world. As for the Avatar, well they can do whatever they need to on a creation wide scale.
For a few day’s the Swami kept asking me if I wanted anything, when we were out in the town, visiting a temple, eating a meal, and whenever any other opportunity arrived.
I thought to myself this was great, I could have whatever I want. So I thought about a new girlfriend, a new house, new car, and that kind of stuff.
Then I asked myself, well if I had all of that, what else would I want. Then the penny dropped as we say in the UK. I knew what I wanted. Tell you later.
What would you want?
What happened next was that I saw the Swami with a group of his devotees and went up to him. I said, “I know what I want. I want only that that God wants me to want.”
After that he sent someone for some oil, someone for water and someone for ash. He made a paste, then applied it to my forehead as he said a prayer in front of the devotees. It felt great.