How Far

How Far

A few days before Sri Chinmoy’s 59th birthday, I was doing some easy running so that I would be fresh for the 47-mile race held annually on his birthday, August 27th. Suddenly I felt acute pain in my lower spine, and I could not lift my left leg or bend my back. I walked slowly home. On the eve of Guru’s birthday, Guru was giving prasad in a park. I was sitting quite close to him. My back was very stiff and painful whenever I bent over or tried to run. But I really wanted to run the 47-mile race because I knew Guru gets tremendous joy from watching us make spiritual progress through running. I looked into Guru’s eyes and all I could see was compassion. Inwardly I said, “Guru, I want to run 47 miles tonight, but my back pain is killing me. I will line up at the start and how far I run will depend on how far you want to carry me.” After prasad, on the way home I felt inspired to run down a hill. Three hours earlier, this would have been out of the question. But I found myself running very fast down the hill, full of joy and gratitude. That night I completed the 47-mile race and felt no trace of the back pain.

Simahin (Auckland)

Guru's Compassion

Guru's Compassion

At our horse farm in Austria, my husband and I take care of about 25 Arabian horses, some of which belong to other people. One mare that had a seven-day-old little filly at her side was examined by the veterinarian. Afterwards, the mare was bleeding and I was a little bit worried. Sometimes it happens that the intestine is torn and the horse has to die. The vet said that I should wait a few hours and call him if the mare’s condition got worse. In the evening it was worse but the vet was not available. The mare was lying on the ground, which was a sign that she was in great pain. The baby was standing helplessly beside her suffering mother with her little head over the nearly lifeless body. The mare was rolling her eyes and biting with her teeth-inwardly I felt she was near death. I could not bear the situation, especially as I knew this was the only horse of a particular lady, who loved her very much. Feeling very desperate, I prayed intensely to the ­Supreme, but to my astonishment I heard Him laughing and laughing. Somehow I knew that the Supreme is all Delight and suffering is only an illusion. But I was in ­despair because I had assured the lady I would take care of her mare, and I was not able to keep my promise. Not sure what to do, I ran up to my room and sat before Sri Chinmoy's picture. I felt that Guru's Oneness-Heart can understand human pain and despair. With my loudest voice I was crying to him. After fifteen minutes, I went down to the stables. The mare was standing and looking quite normal. When the vet came, he could not find anything wrong. I was overwhelmed with joy and gratitude for Guru’s immense love for his children, and that Guru’s compassion cared also for my little horse-friends from the animal world.

Visuddhi (Linz)

Guru Knew

Guru Knew

About two months after I became a disciple of Sri Chinmoy, the doctors examined me and found that I had a kind of cancer. I was told that it was very serious, that I would need to take a lot of drugs and that I had to get ready for an operation. At first I was quite scared, but then I decided not to pay any attention to my disease, because inwardly I felt very strongly that I had to rely on Guru and let the Supreme's Will, no matter what it was, be fulfilled. I did not take any drugs and never went to the oncology centre. Some disciples who knew about my illness advised me to write a letter to Guru, but I felt absolutely no need to do so, because I felt that Guru knew everything already. I actually forgot to even think about my illness. Two or three years later when I went to the hospital, they made me undergo a full examination. It was a surprise for the doctors when they did not find any sign of the illness. But I was not surprised at all, because I knew to whom I should be grateful for my miraculous recovery.

Lotika (Moscow)

Golden Light

Golden Light

Shortly after becoming a disiple of Sri Chinmoy, I went to the beach with some friends. Throwing caution to the wind, I didn't put on any sunblock or use any sun protection. At the end of the day when we went home, I noticed I had a very bad sunburn. The next morning I was scheduled to work at Guru Stationery store. When I woke up, I noticed not only the sunburn, which was very painful, but also, from the waist down, I couldn't move at all. My legs felt like lead and I couldn't budge an inch! The word "paralysed" did not enter my mind, but that's actually what had happened. I thought I just had a strange sunburn. I phoned Savysachi, who at the time was the manager of Guru Stationery, to say that I couldn't come to work that day, and I explained about my sunburn. Five minutes later he phoned back to say that he had given the message to Guru. Guru had said that I would be fine and I could come to work. After our phone conversation ended, I saw a golden light filling the room, and I felt completely embraced by this warm, loving, glowing light. At the same time, I noticed that the pain from my sunburn was completely gone and I could move my legs easily. I got out of bed, marvelling at this beautiful experience, and I got ready to work at the Stationery Store.

Mitali (New York)

Gift of the Supreme

Gift of the Supreme

In 1998, after Guru’s visit to Rome, six girls from my music group drove to Sicily to give some concerts. Two disciples from Munich had started some manifestation work there, and we wanted to support the new Centre. During this tour, I fell sick on the second day and was in bed most of the time, but we had a concert every evening. Everything depended on God’s Grace, and God was kind enough to give me a good voice just for one hour a day. On Friday morning I lost my voice completely and could not even speak at all, but at 10 o’clock, when we were to record a song at a small TV station, my voice somehow came back. Every time I sang during this trip, I really felt that I was not strong enough to do anything but was just an instrument of God’s Will. I now feel more clearly that everything I have is a gift of the Supreme, including my voice, and I am most grateful.

Claudia (Munich)

Extremely Grateful

Extremely Grateful

In 1972 I discovered a tiny bleeding pore on the skin of my nose. A doctor diagnosed it as pre-cancerous. I wrote to Sri Chinmoy about it and the next time I saw the doctor, he could find no pre-cancerous condition. I was truly impressed and astonished by Guru's miraculous healing powers, and extremely, extremely grateful! A few years later my brother, who is eight years younger than I, developed cancer in the abdomen. I wrote to Guru about it, and my brother has been cancer-free ever since. In the early 1980s I came down with a very severe abdominal pain. I sent a message to Guru, and he sent a disciple nurse to take me for tests. He also sent a disciple doctor to examine me. The results of the tests were that I needed surgery. I refused to have the surgery with the faith that I was in Guru's hands. Consequently, my body went through some radical changes, which I felt to be purification, and I fully recovered from the abdominal attack. Guru's miraculous powers always fill me with gratitude!

Mridula (New York)

Extra Time

Extra Time

Just before Christmas 1995, when I was nearly 72, I had an experience described by doctors as a “stroke”. One evening, my grandson Kahlil telephoned me and we were having a friendly chat. All of a sudden, my speech became blurred, and finally I could not speak. Unbalanced on my feet, I barely made it to the car with the help of my wife and son. Lorraine drove me to the local hospital. There the on-duty doctor said to go straight to the major hospital in Adelaide. On the way, my son Darrin rang Simahin to ask him to inform Sri Chinmoy, and Simahin said he would try. At the hospital they put me in the emergency ward, ran some tests and attached all sorts of gadgets to me. Later in the night, suddenly I woke up, took off all the wires and tubes, jumped out of bed and went into the bathroom. I told my wife not to worry, that I felt perfectly all right. Because the heart monitor beeped when I took the wires off, the on-duty nurse must have thought my heart had stopped and sounded the alarm. Several doctors came and tried to help, but I explained that I felt fine. In a jiffy, all the gadgets were reattached to me, “just in case”. Early in the morning a white-haired gentleman came, surrounded by younger doctors who addressed him as “Professor”-a specialist in these matters, no doubt. They all were surprised that after only a few hours, I did not act like a “normal” stroke victim. Instead, I wanted to go home and do some Christmas shopping-now! However, the professor insisted that a number of tests be done before he would consider discharging me. These were completed, including one in a brain- scanning tunnel. The professor hesitantly agreed that I could go home, but only if I signed a discharge at my own risk. He confirmed, however, that all the functions of my body and mind were normal. We found out later that Simahin and Ashrita managed to contact Guru, who was then in Africa. I believe without any doubt that Guru, when learning about my illness, threw his magic wand across half the globe, striking the “bull’s eye”, and I just jumped out of my sickbed. I am very grateful to Guru, as I do need the ­extra time to do a lot more learning.

Eugene (Adelaide)

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