Chapter 05: 1984 – July

Recollections - Book by Sahaja Yogis

Shri Mataji arriving at the Guru Puja, Leysin, 1984

Leysin, Switzerland July 1984, Guru Puja (diary entry)

This year the Guru Puja was celebrated at Leysin, in the mountains of Switzerland, where about five hundred Western Sahaja Yogis came to worship at the Lotus Feet of our Divine Mother, on the occasion of our recognition of Her as the Adi Guru.

On the morning of the puja Shri Mataji entered the large and beautiful room where we had gathered. As always, when She came in, the atmosphere immediately became indescribably joyful and we had an absolute certainty of being in front of someone absolutely unique, the Mother of the universe, the god of the dance of creation, Nateshwara. Shri Mataji sat down in front of an enormous stained glass window, all decorated with floral motives and various flowers.

In Her talk She spoke again of the qualities of the guru – detachment, forgiveness and compassion. Also She mentioned the qualities of the Void: dharma, honesty, respect and how we must look to correct ourselves and not impose on others. We felt great joy and inner peace, and were honoured to be present.

One moment which for me was very memorable was being allowed to go very close to Shri Mataji to take a photo, when She was in the position of the blessing mudra, immersed in profound meditation and the joy of the Sahasrara. It was as if Her physical body was an ephemeral vehicle for this enormous task of giving out the divine vibrations and the love of God to Her children, another example of the veil of Shri Mahamaya which covers the absolute reality.

Guru Puja, Leysin

In the evening we had another collective meeting with Shri Mataji, and we watched a dance programme of some young men from England and elsewhere doing Indian style dancing. Shri Mataji seemed very satisfied to see Her children so immersed in the arts of India.

The most emotional moment was when everyone was leaving. Before taking the train Shri Mataji took some time to look at the Sahaja exhibition. One of the Sahaja Yogis explained the significance of the photos, and Shri Mataji congratulated another person for having the courage to create such an informative and explicit exhibition. However, She advised certain changes, like taking out the most powerful puja photos, because, She said, the other European countries did not have the depth of the Italians to understand Her true nature.

After looking at the exhibition we waited outside Shri Mataji’s room when She went out to the little railway station. I was walking close behind Her, but even without seeing Her I could sense the infinite love that She had for all of us. It was within me. It was silence.

Alessandra Pallini

A visit to the Isle of Wight

Shri Mataji came to the Isle of Wight for a public programme at the Medina Theatre, Newport on the 24th July 1984. After the programme She stayed overnight with us at our home, where the photos seen below were taken.

This photo shows Shri Mataji hugging a child, who like me and most of the Sahaja Yogis present were crying like babies.

See how contagious it is – when one heart opens, all open,’ Shri Mataji said, laughing.

In this photo Shri Mataji is going shopping in Newport, before leaving the Isle of Wight that day, the 25th July. Brenda, my wife, is sitting in car with Shri Mataji.

Shri Mataji in conversation in our living room – the young girl with the brown hair is Angela, our daughter, who with Matthew, our son, were both born realised, said Shi Mataji.

In this photo I had asked Shri Mataji, ‘How can I go deeper?’ She touched my back on the heart area and I just began to cry like a baby.

He works very hard,’ Shri Mataji said.

As I got up others in the room were crying with me.

In this photo I am giving Shri Mataji a geographical framed picture of the Isle of Wight. Mother pointed out the Kundalini in the chalk.  

Rupert Pearce

To feel inside what is the correct thing

Shri Mataji asked us to start an ashram at Derby in the early 1980’s, which She said would be run according to Her instructions. It was supposed to be a model ashram and when we started it, we were supposed to do certain things like wake up at four in the morning. In the evenings everyone had to sit and meditate and sing the aarti and go through mantras. It had a tremendous effect on us because when you walked in you had a wonderful feeling, like you were in Mother’s physical presence. Everyone who came and stayed there would carry on this state of meditation even when they went to work.

Shri Mataji came and used that ashram as a base when She was doing a tour of the Midlands in July 1984, and She stayed for a week. We had a great meditation room there, and no one was allowed to do anything else in there except meditate, sit and say mantras and do pujas.

One thing Shri Mataji did in that meditation room was really interesting. The ladies had cooked an elaborate meal for Her, but She decided to send out and get fish and chips. We had a lovely dining room all set up for Her, but Mother went and sat in the meditation room, where no one was allowed to eat and drink, and had us all sitting around Her, eating fish and chips.

It was another of those incidents where Shri Mataji was trying to show you not to be conditioned and not to be too set in your ways, but to go with the flow and the vibrations. That’s the key thing, to feel inside on your chakras and in your heart what is the correct thing to do, and not go with rituals.

Bala Kanayson

Editor’s note: at that time, fish and chips was the simplest and cheapest take away food available.

Like a five year old

The first time I met Shri Mataji in person was after six months of Sahaja Yoga in July 1984, during which I had developed a strong, cosmic relationship with Her inside myself. Finally, I was going to England to attend my first puja and sure enough, along with a group of eight other Americans, we saw Her coming down the aisle at Gatwick Airport. I found myself jumping for joy like a five year old child.

When She reached us, I immediately went up and kissed Her on the cheek. She wasn’t just an illusion. Later, I realised I had made a mistake. That kiss would have been all right for a five year old child, but She was very gracious and warm about my indiscretion.

Carolyn Vance

The wind would always blow

During Shri Mataji’s tour of England in 1984, She gave a public programme at the tearooms near the remains of the Roman baths in Bath in July 1984. After Her talk and the experience of self realisation, Mother began to work on members of the audience. As Shri Mataji was working on a gentleman at the rear of the hall, She suddenly stamped Her Foot on the floor.

There! Gone with the wind, the wind of the Holy Ghost,’ She said. All the Yogis travelling with Shri Mataji were also helping to raise the Kundalinis of others in the audience. Sean had been working on another gentleman about six or seven seats to Her right in a forward row and was giving a bandhan to the gentleman’s back Agnya. Mother called out to Sean to turn the hand clockwise when working on the head, ‘Anywhere on the head you should turn the hand clockwise.’

Shri Mataji had also looked up at the figures on the cathedral outside the tearooms when touring the city.

Look, just like Sahaja Yogis, some are going up and some are coming down,’ She chuckled. On the wall of the cathedral, souls are depicted climbing the ladder or falling from it, all carved from stone.

The following day, Shri Mataji instructed Dr Mathur, one of a party from India, to visit the Roman tearooms again and to check the spot where She had stamped Her Foot. He went in alone, as the venue had now reverted to its tearoom function. On his return, he reported that where Mother had stamped Her Foot a tremendous column of Kundalini emanated from the floor.

Shri Mataji also instructed Dr Mathur to take the party to visit the Glastonbury thorn tree. She explained that Lord Jesus Himself had planted this tree when He visited England and He had blessed the land, saying that the wind would always blow over this place. Shri Mataji told Dr Mathur that the tree Lord Jesus had planted was not to be found in the grounds of the abbey but on an escarpment in the green fields above the town.

Sean Kelly

Editor’s note: The Glastonbury thorn is in Glastonbury, a small town near Bath. It always blooms on or near Christmas Day. Glastonbury is the Agnya of England. When Shri Mataji was being driven from Bristol to Exeter in 1982, someone said, as they were passing Glastonbury, that there was a legend that Christ visited there. Shri Mataji said that he had been ‘all over’. At the Easter Puja in Hampstead in 1984, when adding to the names of Jesus, Shri Mataji said, ‘Salutations to the One who came to England’.

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The souls climbing up and down the ladder on the façade of Bath Abbey

Everything in Sahaja Yoga is completely joined

Shri Mataji had a tour in 1984, which started in London and went up north. To begin with, we arranged a meeting in Ilford, North London, in the Town Hall. I couldn’t go because I was expecting our third child, Sammarth, and Shri Mataji then went on round England and eventually went up to Middlesborough in the north of England. My husband, Mark was organizing Ilford, but we also organized Middlesborough because he came from there and by then the child was old enough for me to travel.

When we were up there, Shri Mataji stayed in a flat of Sahaja Yogis and was going to name our child. She took him, and people were being helpful and making suggestions. Mother named him Sammarth.

You should give him an English name as well,’ She said. Mother then named him Samson, so he was Sammarth Samson. She told us what Sammarth meant: powerful, and the one who knows his own reality, and is equal to his name. We were very pleased. Some time later I heard the tape from the Ilford Town Hall, five weeks earlier

You have to be sammarth,’ Mother said, ‘you have to know your own reality. You have to be equal to your name.’ It was just an instance of where everything in Sahaja Yoga with Shri Mataji is completely joined and completely flows.

Maureen Rossi

Cleaning the carpet

In the summer of 1984 the Brompton Square house was up for sale, and people were coming to view it. Shri Mataji, Sir CP, and their family who were visiting them at the time, decided to move back to Darwin Court for a month while the viewing continued. Again, we were deeply, deeply blessed that Shri Mataji was staying in our flat. We were informed that it might happen but didn’t know exactly when. Then very late one night we were told that Shri Mataji was arriving the next morning! We were up all night preparing for Her arrival. I kept hoovering (vacuum cleaning) the carpet, which never looked as pristine as was desirable for our Holy Mother. When Shri Mataji arrived quite early, I was still hoovering.

You have already hoovered this carpet so many times!’ She looked at me lovingly and said.

Shri Mataji left me a handwritten note before She moved in, requesting me to show Her how to use the washing machine. I still have this note, written on the front of an envelope.

Patricia Proenza

Cooking at the ashrams

Cooking for many, many people was a regular occasion in ashrams, however many people needed to eat, whether it was for a puja, havan or just for the ashram residents, there was never an issue of there never being enough. At Hounslow, in 1984, I remember an occasion when a Shri Krishna Puja was being held there in Mother’s presence and the house was over spilling. I wondered if there would be enough; when serving the food. The large pot, if I remember rightly of chicken curry, didn’t go down until all were served with more left over.

Ann Lewis

The embrace of the Mother Earth

In Hounslow, West London, they bought an ashram and Shri Mataji went and lived there with Sir CP for some time to clear it out and vibrate it. When we went to visit it after Shri Mataji had left, I walked in and you could feel that Mother had been in this house, because it was like you were walking into the womb. It’s hard to explain, but you felt safe. When you’re in Mother’s presence for a long time or in the house where She lived, you feel so safe. In this house you could almost feel the embrace of the Mother Earth around you. It touched you in such a deep way.

Felicity Payment

Hail to the great Mother, the invincible warrior

Some time in 1984, at Heathrow Airport, London, Shri Mataji was being greeted by numerous Sahaja Yogis and flowers were being presented to Her. At one point, a security guard appeared and shouted orders to the Sahaja Yogis to move away. They were engrossed in the presence of Shri Mataji and hardly reacted. He was big and strong and heavily built, almost seven feet tall, and proceeded to push people left and right out of his way, with brute force. Mothers with babies’ pushchairs were toppled down to the ground as he made his way towards Shri Mataji, who was still receiving the flowers and greetings of Her children.

On seeing this, I wanted to inform him of how extraordinarily important Shri Mataji is and that She is hailed all over the world as the most important living saint of our time, and a spiritual Mother who has brought new life to millions of people. I reasoned that if I told him this as well as the fact that Shri Mataji is the wife of a very senior UN diplomat, he would not dare disrespect Her. With great effort, I managed to catch up with him and touched him gently on his arm to get his attention.

Sir, please, may I have a brief word, please?’ I asked. He stopped, looked at me with utmost disdain.

Are you the one who touched the uniform?’ he demanded, towering from his gigantic height. 

Yes Sir, if you don’t mind, let me just inform you who this lady is,’ I replied, and very briefly explained as best as I could. Not for a moment did his expression of rage and contempt soften.

If you touch the uniform again your head will be under my foot and I’ll smash your skull,’ he barked, and lifted up his knee for me to see the size of his gigantic boot. I was lost for words. The same instant, a strong force pulled me back, the combined force of four Sahaja Yoginis. 

Just leave him, don’t say a word, just stay quiet, please!’ they insisted. These were some of the ladies whose pushchairs had been toppled. None of the ladies and their children made a sound when thrown about. They just maintained their serenity and silence.

From where I was standing, I could see this appalling man opened up by force a wide avenue to charge all the way to Shri Mataji, until he was virtually face to face with Her. The moment Shri Mataji saw him, She made an incredible face in which She revealed the personification of the Eternal Warrior. I felt awe on seeing Shri Mataji’s warrior expression, which I have never seen before or since. With one look Shri Mataji caused this man to bend down and rush away in fear, as if reduced to half size. Shri Mataji did not say a word, but with just one look, She dispatched him.

Hail to the great Mother, The invincible warrior, Shri Mataji Nirmala Devi, namoh namah.

Luis Garrido

A magnificent tour

Shri Mataji’s Cardiff public programme of the 8th August 1984 was one of the last cities in the last tour that Shri Mataji gave in the UK.

This tour included 12 cities:

Tue, July 24th 1984 public programme in Newport, Isle of Wight, Medina Theatre

Wed, July 25th 1984 public programme in Hove Town Hall (Hove is near Brighton)

Wed, July 25th 1984 interview on Radio Brighton

Wed, July 25th 1984 interview on Radio Sussex, Brighton

Thu, July 26th 1984 public programme in Hove Town Hall

Fri, July 27th 1984 public programme in Canterbury, Friend’s Meeting House

Mon, July 30th 1984 public programme in Sheffield, Library Theatre

Tue, July 31st 1984 public programme in Middlesbrough, Teesside Polytechnic

Wed, Aug 1st 1984 public programme in Derby, Guildhall

Thu, Aug 2nd 1984 interview on Radio Derby

Thu, Aug 2nd 1984 public programme in Leicester

Fri, Aug 3rd 1984 public programme in Birmingham

Mon, Aug 6th 1984 public programme in Bristol

Tue, Aug 7th 1984 public programme in Bath

Wed, Aug 8th 1984 public programme in Cardiff, Wales

Mon, Aug 13th 1984 public programme in Cambridge

Poster for the Hove programme

Newspaper article publicising the Middlesborough programme

Programmes in Cardiff

It was a very intensive tour in which few people were able to attend all cities, except for Shri Mataji, who attended them all and lectured, gave realisation and met with the local Sahaja Yogis and seekers of each of these cities. In between Cardiff and Cambridge there was the usual Raksha Bandhan ceremony, which included a havan.

Because my wife Carol and I, were the only Sahaja Yogis living in Cardiff at the time, Shri Mataji asked us to organise the Cardiff event. The day Shri Mataji came, by a happy coincidence, happened to be Carol’s birthday, so that was a special treat for us.

Shri Mataji told us that it was very important that we invite one of Her relatives who was living in Cardiff, Councillor Varma. He had the privilege of being one of the very first people in the UK to organise a public programme for Shri Mataji back in 1979, namely on the 20th of July 1979, in Cardiff. Shri Mataji said She was very pleased how he had managed to organise everything so well, all on his own. It was essential that this gentleman should receive a special invitation to attend, and it was our job to locate him. Shri Mataji’s instructions were not to invite him over the phone, nor by letter but to invite him in person. The problem was that Shri Mataji did not have his address and phone number and the only information She gave was that he used to be a councillor about seven years before. The local Town Hall had a policy of not giving out addresses or details of ex-councillors. However, we were running a local Sahaja programme in Cardiff and a new person turned up who was from India. We asked her if she knew Councillor Varma.

Of course,’ she said, ‘he is my boss, I work for him, but he is no longer a councillor.’ This lady gave us his contact details.

His family came to welcome Shri Mataji when She arrived at Cardiff train station, and from there we all travelled in one car with Shri Mataji to the hall. The car was an estate model, and because of lack of space, Luis had to travel in the luggage compartment, from where he had a long conversation with Shri Mataji. The meeting took place in a meeting room in Cardiff’s St David’s Hall – a well known venue for Welsh concerts. During this car trip Shri Mataji noticed several of Her posters on display in the city and seemed pleased. Then She asked to see a cutting of the newspaper advert that we had put in the local paper. Shri Mataji put Her attention on the advert.

What type of people are going to come? Since you mentioned the health benefits of Sahaja Yoga on the advert, there will be people with ailments as well.’

After Shri Mataji left we sent Her a thank You letter for coming to Cardiff and included a transcript of Shri Mataji’s Cardiff talk. The transcript and the letter were written in large handwriting, since we had heard that Shri Mataji preferred large handwriting whenever receiving letters.

A few days later we received a phone call from a London Sahaja leader with a message from Shri Mataji, saying he had been present at breakfast when She read our letter with the transcript. She read Her talk, page by page, and commented that it was an excellent talk for new people, more suitable than The Unique Discovery article, which in those days we used to give to the new people. Shri Mataji commented that this was the first time She had received the transcript of the talk immediately, with the thank You letter. We had transcribed the talk during the night of the 8th of August and had posted it first thing in the morning, with the letter, thanking for a magnificent tour which had been blessed with sunshine and divine vibrations, and had truly been an ascent to the divine.

The posters for advertising this tour were the same for all the cities, the only difference being a different date and a different location. Shri Mataji chose Her photo for the posters as well as the caption on it. The photo chosen by Shri Mataji was the one where She is sitting on the ground in India, and rays of light are falling on Her Sahasrara.

The caption chosen by Shri Mataji was: The Ascent to the Divine. These big posters with a miraculous photo of Mother, together with this impressive caption produced a very powerful result. Some people who did not know that Shri Mataji Herself had conceived the posters commented that they might be a bit too strong, but felt reassured upon learning that Shri Mataji Herself was their designer.

There was a similar situation before the Albert Hall programmes in which Shri Mataji selected Her photo and the caption to some of the posters. Then during one of the programmes, at very short notice, Shri Mataji requested a slide show of Her miraculous photos with a live commentary. Some people were worried that this might not be such a good idea for new people, until they found out that this was suggested by Shri Mataji Herself.

Shri Mataji said Wales is ‘the Maharashtra of the UK’. She also said that the first time She visited there, while travelling through the countryside, She noticed that the old Welsh place names had a strong influence from Marathi language, rather than Sanskrit as some scholars might assume. Shri Mataji also mentioned that on Her first visit in 1979 She enjoyed visiting Newport as well as Cardiff.

In the summer of 1987, Shri Mataji travelled again to Cardiff by train, on the occasion of Sir CP Srivastava’s award of the honorary degree of Doctor of Laws from the University of Wales.

Carol and Luis Garrido

She said I must be kind to them

It was in August 1984, the fourth time Shri Mataji came to Bristol. I was in Mother’s room with Her. She was sitting on the bed and patted it, and told me to sit next to Her. She started talking.

How are your parents now, Ruth?’ My relationship with my parents had been beset with difficulties, so I struggled to think of something positive to say.

They’re much better now, Mother,’ I tentatively ventured. At this She threw back Her head and roared with laughter.

You know, you are very lucky to be here,’ She said. She said my parents were typical of the generation She had been speaking of at the meeting the previous night – the (Second World War) war generation. She said they were not seekers and had not had happy lives and I must be kind to them.

Ruth Greaves

The history of Western art

In 1984, Shri Mataji paid Her fourth visit to Bristol. By this time we were living in a shared house in Bushy Park. While there, She talked to me at length, while I took notes, about the history of Western art. While this was happening, I was in a state of bliss.

What was needed now, She emphasized, was an art of spiritual exuberance and compassionate power. Various works of art by Gericault, Whistler and the Renaissance portraitists were alluded to in Her talk, not by name, but I could picture them in my mind’s eye. The gist of the talk was that art had increasingly lost its/ connection with spirituality.

Insincerity began to come in with the Baroque, and with industrialization, people became egoistical and self-centred, and quantity began to replace quality. In Freud’s time, an emphasis on the sexualisation of art came in; the mariadas broke down. Artists began to lose their dignity and self-esteem. There is no love in modern art; much of it is sadistic: artists are expressing their unhappiness and moreover, artistic practice is being neglected. As a result, deftness is being lost. The myelin sheath (around the neurons) is beginning to deteriorate in many Westerners with a consequent loss of creative dexterity. Mother mentioned Picasso, a realised soul. I questioned the quality of the great bulk of his work.

He was a bit half-baked, perhaps. Still, he reflected his time,’ said Shri Mataji.

The establishment of the Bauhaus represented the climax of the attack on true art, just before Shri Mataji was born. The Bauhaus was the art school founded by Gropius in Weimar, Germany, in 1919. This supraconscious style of architecture and design spread across the whole world. Mother reinforced this point about the Bauhaus later when we were out shopping in Clifton, Bristol, pointing out how the insipid, mass-produced design of various objects was in the Bauhaus manner.

There’s nothing sublime in modern art, nothing serene. This is hell,’ She said simply, when it came to the art of the present day, and in case there should be any mistake, She said it once more in a still more solemn voice, ‘This is hell.’

To sum up, She said that sincerity must come back into art. The stress should be on the ascent to the higher realm of the divine. Above all, a compassionately powerful art should be produced. The point of this private lecture was that I should write a book on the subject. She paused and suggested a title or two.

Art, Love and Truth,’ She suddenly said. It wasn’t what I’d had in mind but this title demanded an approach in which there was an integration of the intellectual and the heartfelt, the logical and passionate, of head and heart. As soon as She pronounced the name, I felt a rush of energy to my Sahasrara. She stated that Her favourite artists were Michelangelo and Blake.

See, your Kundalini rises!’ She said in the course of the talk, when She mentioned Michelangelo.

But he wasn’t particularly happy, was he, Mother?’ something prompted me to say.

Who would be?’ She replied without a pause.

Chris Greaves

There seemed no chance

Living collectively was in many ways enjoyable and Shri Mataji Herself, when She came to the house in Bristol, said She was prasanya: pleased. But it was hard to do my work there. So, no sooner had She told me: yes, go ahead with this book on art, and another thought came in.

If only we had our own house!’ But there seemed no chance of this.

Shri Mataji went back to London.

The very next day a letter came from my grandfather. He had come into some money and wished to pass some on to me, enough to buy a house.

Chris Greaves

A simple, practical solution

During Shri Mataji’s visit to Bristol in 1984, we were looking for a tie for Her husband, Sir CP, on Queen’s Road in Clifton. We went into a department store and Mother touched just about every tie they had, although She didn’t find one to Her liking. It was interesting that this should have happened in Bristol, which She said was the Vishuddhi chakra of England. We left the shop and I thought: I wish She’d buy me something, just so that I could have something from Her. Then I thought: no, it’s wrong to want things like that: it’s selfish and gross. However, we hadn’t gone more than half a dozen yards when Mother turned to me.

Let’s go in here, I want to buy you something,’ She said. It was a shoe shop. I chose a pair of shoes, they were very comfortable and we were all ready to get them. Then She spotted another pair. ‘Why not try those on?’ She said. I did so and they fitted too. Which pair was I to choose, though? Before I could even begin to wrestle with this knotty problem, She came up with the solution. ‘You’d better have both pairs.’

Chris Greaves

Every little detail

Our daughter Lakshmi was about one year old. On that day, during Mother’s visit to Bristol in 1984 – I had not yet managed to put tights on her and was trying to walk quickly past Mother’s open door so She would not see this.

You must put tights on her or she will catch cold’! She called out to me.

Ruth Greaves

The red cape was a present to Shri Mataji from the Bristol Sahaja Yogis. She is trying it on for the first time August 1984 in the Bristol ashram.

Derek Ferguson

To teach us and help us

At Chelsham Road there was, on the mantelpiece, a framed letter handwritten by Shri Mataji, which dealt with certain aspects of living in an ashram, and was addressed to the people living there. Shri Mataji wrote that it was auspicious for everybody to help keep the ashram clean and the same letter also advised us to develop and maintain the garden.

In 1984 Shri Mataji sent a large amount of Her furniture to be stored at Chelsham Road. The storage room was full so it was kept in the meditation room. There was so much furniture that when we were meditating together in the morning we were not able to see each other, all we could do was find a small gap between the pieces and hide within the forest of furniture. We could sense that other Sahaja Yogis were there but we could not see them. 

One day Shri Mataji explained why She had sent us so much furniture which She had vibrated to look after. It was to help the vibrations of those of us living there at the time. Then the furniture was sent to another destination and we realised that whilst the situation lasted we had been very privileged. Shri Mataji had gone through this trouble to teach us and help us understand the subtle aspect of Sahaja Yoga, by which everything has a meaning related to vibrations. She gave the hint that looking after one of Her ashrams was very auspicious, but we did not realise until She explained it.

Luis Garrido

Good pronunciation, communication and appearance

On a couple of occasions Shri Mataji encouraged me to make an effort to learn and practice the proper pronunciation of English so that people could understand me better.  She also explained that this would be much to my own advantage.  In those days people used to struggle to try to understand my very strong foreign accent.

Several people were reminded to speak louder in front of Shri Mataji so She didn’t have to make a huge effort trying to hear what they were trying to say. She had much more difficulty hearing non Sahaja Yogis than Sahaja Yogis.  If speaking over the phone with someone with very bad vibrations Shri Mataji used to complain that these would travel into Her through the medium of the phone line and give Her problems.

A Sahaja Yogini who had received a good university education suddenly decided to change her accent into a fashionable working class one, but Shri Mataji reminded her to be herself rather than pretending she never went to school.  She was also reminded to dress more smartly and to take better care of her appearance.

A lady and gentleman who had gone very white haired at a relatively young age were advised to dye their hair.

Luis Garrido

Editor’s note: if Shri Mataji had a problem understanding or hearing someone, they invariably had a bad Vishuddhi.