Eternal Blessings Of BaBaji

The moment you think you have gone as far as you can in the
pursuit of spiritual enlightenment, a great mystery presents itself
and allows the unanswered questions of life to expand.

Such a moment happened to me on the way to work the other night.
I am thankful I have some time to ponder this unusual occurance.

Let me first say that one of my favorite books of all time is:
"Autobiography of A Yogi" by Paramahandsa Yogananda. My mother
purchased it the moment it was published in 1946 and bought a copy
for all of her spiritualist friends.

It wasn't until 1993, during one of the worst illnesses of my life,
when I contracted Whooping Cough (Pertussis)from a two month old infant
who died from it, that I enrolled in the Yogananda Self-Realization
Fellowship Lessons.

A year later I was initiated in Kriya Yoga, the meditation discipline
I practice to this day.

BaBaji was the guru of the guru of Yogananda's Guru.

From the Autobiography: "The northern Himalayan crags near
Babrinarayar are still blessed by the living presence of BaBaji,
guru of Lahiri Mahasaya. The secluded master has retained his
physical form for centuries, perhaps even millenniums. The deathless
BaBaji is an avatar. This sanscrit word means "descent;" its roots are ava,
"down" and tri "to pass." In the Hindu scriptures, avatara signifies
the descent of Divinity into flesh.

"BaBaji's spiritual state is beyond human comprehension," Sri Yukteswer
explained to Yogananda. "The dwarfed vision of men cannot pierce to
his transcendental star. One attempts in vain to even picture the
avatar's attainment. It is inconceivable."

Later on in the same chapter, these words:

"Whenever anyone utters with reverence the name of BaBaji," Lahiri
Mahasaya said, "that devotee attracts an instant spiritual blessing."

For many years, I did not believe BaBaji would ever take the time to
bless me. I figured many others would or could beam the BaBaji vibrations
but I knew I had far too much doubt.

So it was on the way to my twelve hour night shift Labor and Delivery nursing
job that I continued to ponder BaBaji and his capacity to bless me if
he is in India and I am in Lancaster, PA, but ultimately I also know
that these barriers are insignificant.

I thought, what the heck. I'll try it.

I was doing a few rounds of Kriya Yoga and thinking of BaBaji with devotion
as I was approaching a moderately busy intersection for a Sunday evening.

Suddenly, a small sports car going 70 miles per hour ran the stop sign
in front of all of us there and sailed through with smoke and fire
spitting out of his tail pipe looking all the world like a meteor that landed
on the corner of Hershey and God Knows What Avenue, right before our eyes.

He sailed across to the other side of the street, erratically took a left
hand turn, and smashed into a rock wall, a sturdy rock wall that held up
to the impact very well.

Then like some sort of Super Hero, the man crawled out of the wreckage and
stood there brushing himself off.

I was frightened that another person was in the car, perhaps in need of emergency
medical care.

So I was the first to arrive to this scene and when I was satisfied that
he was alone in that car, I gave him a spirited lecture, making sure I was eye to eye
with this man, in shock from this experience.

I said, "My God, you really have a guardian angel. Do you realize that? I hope
you have some appreciation that you are alive and that you didn't kill anyone else
going through that intersection!"

Then a man in a suit whom the dude was closest to killing was running over, angry, as if he was about to deck the dude.

I turned to him and said, "Wait a minute! You have a guardian angel, too! You are aive! Have some appreciation that we are all alive!!"

And the gentleman was disarmed and his mood changed.

Violence was averted.

At this point, several cars pulled up with friends of the dude. I imagine
he was proving something to these people, perhaps was racing them when his car
went out of control.

I did not smell alcohol, but drug involvement was a good possibility.

But I kept rambling on about Guardian Angels and appreciation and decided it
was time for me to go.

As I walked to me car, I remembered BaBaji.

What a total revelation! Not only did I receive a spiritual blessing
the moment I invoked the name of BaBaji but so did everyone else there.

All of our lives were spared.

It's been several days since that spectacular moment of other worldly drama,
but now I feel a closeness to BaBaji, like he is omnipresent and also in my heart.

Before he was an elusive presence that I could never fathom or equate in any
way to my life.

Now BaBaji is apart of every tree as I practice my Z Point meditations. (Please
see my article, Z is for ZPoint).

I feel safe and full of inner mirth about the "reality" that everyone agrees
on: economic collapse, violence, grim determination, even the end of the world
in ten years if we do not end our dependence on foreign oil.

(But let us end this dependence as soon as possible, Dear World).

When I got to the hospital after the BaBaji Blessing, a patient's husband
threatened to kill the doctor because he perceived that the Doctor was
rude to his wife on the phone prior to their arrival.

I asked the security guard to accompany me into the exam room, and not put
the man on the defensive but to "listen" to his perceptions neither
agreeing nor disagreeing with what the man had to say.

This is what we did, and the man suddenly offered to leave the room
while his wife was examined by the dreaded doctor.

This man was angry one minute, made a 180 degree turn around and his
comments were no longer threatening.

I believe in the power of other worldly help.

I never believed BaBaji would ever help or bless me, but since he did,
I am even more open to the unseen forces that always are available.

I know these forces exist and are ready to be called upon.

Sometimes thay show up if we forget to ask but the chances for greater clarity
are strengthened if we remember.

In any event, my ride to work that day was an awakening.

I've added a picture of BaBaji to my spiritual alter as a constant
reminder of his omnipresence.

He is as close to me as the next Kriya Yoga breath.

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