The Day Love All – Serve All Died!

 

sai-tigrett       Isaac Tigrett talking with Sai Baba at darshan in 2009.
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I have come to light the lamp of Love in your hearts, to see that it shines day by day with added luster. I have not come on behalf of any exclusive religion. I have not come on a mission of publicity for a sect or creed or cause, nor have I come to collect followers for a doctrine. I have no plan to attract disciples or devotees into my fold or any fold. I have come to tell you of this unitary faith, this spiritual principle, this path of Love, this virtue of Love, this duty of Love, this obligation of Love. ~ Sai Baba

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Madhu with Sai Baba

                                             Madhu with Sai Baba during his student days


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 You tubes  of the Muddenahalli Group while on tour 2017 – with interesting footage.

 

 

 

 

Easter Sunday 2011 is the saddest day in the memory of millions of Sai Baba devotees world-wide. It was the day He passed away. The day we never thought would come, but come it did and earlier than we had expected. It was the day “Love All – Serve All” died too. I use the term Love All – Serve All, because it is a well known quotation associated with Swami and is the one loved the most and its meaning is associated with everything Sai Baba taught over the years.

So what did Love All – Serve All really stand for during Sai’s life? Well, ‘what didn’t it stand for’ might be the better question to ask. Swami had for decades, come rain and shine, come pain or illness, gave two daily darshans to the huge crowds gathered at one or the other of his ashrams. I only remember Him ever missing darshan one month, that was during his recovery from His hip replacement surgery in June 2003. I was there in Whitefield at the time, on looking back, I keenly remember how miserable and utterly soul-destroyed we all were due to not seeing our Baba, the “One Light” that so filled us with joy and energy.

When the month was finally over, He gave a glorious come-back darshan sitting on a gulf buggy. I swear it was the longest darshan I’d ever had. He also gave a detailed talk about His hip operation on that day, July, 5th, 2003. He said, “I am not this body. Body consciousness leads to untold suffering. One has to get rid of body attachment in order to enjoy peace and happiness. What is this body composed of?

This body is a den of dirt and prone to diseases; it is subject to change from time to time;
it cannot cross the ocean of Samsara. It is nothing but a structure of bones.
O mind, do not be under the delusion that body is permanent. Instead, take refuge at the Divine Lotus Feet. (Telugu Poem)”

He also gave other hints during that talk, that his time with us would not be long. And although we thought the buggy was temporary, it wasn’t. Swami no longer walked among us after the operation, he used a variety of vehicles such as the famous golf buggy that, I believe, he first used in the Whitefield Ashram and later on he used a small car, then during the last years a wheelchair.

He would move among us for another six years, although the last year He appeared extremely ill and with the additional handicap of two strokes. His strength began to fail. Still, even then he came to darshan often, never giving in to the horrible suffering of that little impermanent body, that he told us he had no attachment to.

His message remained the same: My Life is my message. My life is one of giving and sharing with others. I give you what you want, so you will want what I have come to give. Love all, Serve all. Love ever, Hurt never. The message he gave was always the same message, only made different by the quotations and words He chose to use to pass on this all-important lesson, that we are born to live, love, share, and adhere to the highest values of human life.

Heart-felt grief hit all of us on the day He left his little body. Life would never be the same again. We had lost our “Sai Light” – our “Radiant Sai,” the giver of joyful bliss, often coupled with hard life-lessons too.  We were forced to face the future that would not include a physical Sai Baba. That beautiful form. He would not move among us in the flesh again. We had to do as He’d done, move on. Move on to a higher practise, one that required us to mature and seek the God within.

Isaac Tigrett had made the quotation, “Love All – Serve All” famous by using the slogan in his numerous Hard Rock Cafés, dotted all over the world. He’d been instrumental in the building of the now famous hospital in Puttaparthi. Isaac Tigrett had given a cheque for a princely sum towards the building of that beautiful building.

Oddly enough, he’d been living in the ashram at the time of Swami’s passing. He had predicted that Swami would die early in his 2009 Dallas talk, and he told us afterwards, that Sai’s passing had been no surprise to him.

In the whirl-wind of change taking place in that empty space left by the physical Sai Baba, things were changing fast. We had the drama where Mr. Tigrett claimed Baba had instructed him to build a retreat and a school somewhere in Coorg.  He’d called it the 7th Ray. He was given the name, the “Living Will” by the press, however, things did not go to plan.

Meanwhile, in the small  hill-top hamlet of Muddenahalli something else was unfolding, something none of us could have or would have ever imagined! Mr. Murthy, a long time devotee and senior officer there, claimed the spirit of Sai Baba contacted him, whereby instructing him to build schools and hospitals. He also claimed he’d had vivid dreams of Sai Baba.

Even more strange, an unknown student of Sai Baba, Madhusudan, emerged on the scene. This young man had a knack for mimicking Sai Baba. He had actually made quite an art of this during his student days. (How a student could mimic Sai Baba is a puzzle to me and shocking.)

A few years later during 2014, Mr. Murthy and friends, Madhusudan and Isaac Tigrett attended a gathering of  former VIP and studnets in Kodaikanal. It was during that rather impassioned meeting that the “Muddenahalli Baba” aka as “The Light Body” or “Sukshma Baba,” became the invisible source for everything Sai Baba. Apparently, we learned, Sai Baba’s  “subtle body” was using the former student to talk through! This affair had all the hallmarks of being delusional, because Sai Baba had often given speeches during his life-time, condemning those people who claimed he spoke to them. He said, time and again, he needed no one’s help to communicate messages. He had entire control over the universe and on all levels of life both living and dead, astral and causal.

Video of celebrations on 24th FEb. 2017 – at 2.08 – the former student coughs up a lingam. Camera cuts away just before he spits out the marble.

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False Baba aka MMM

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Another, the former student

Below video on how regurgitator does the trick, this time with a ball


Link To Mr.Tigrett’s Muddenahalli Talk of several years ago :

http://www.znakovi-vremena.net/en/tigrett-muddenahalli.htm

Yet, all written statements and video clip from Sai Baba, declaring  He was beyond normal needs of communication and, whether in the body or not, He could contact anyone at any-time, or anywhere. Space and time were no barrier. This all fell on deaf ears. People flocked to Muddenhalli! There, they could relive their old darshan days once more, by following Madhusudan who mimicked Sai Baba’s every action.

Now, three years later, we see a bold Madusudan who not only mimics Sai Baba, but also can “produce” rings, create vibuthi and now, on Maha Shivaratri, cough up a lingam!– just like his mentor and teacher, Sai Baba had done all those years ago.

So what do we have today? – We do not have a physical Swami. We do not have unity. We have division and dissent in the Sai world. We have Sai followers who are confused and perplexed, with some even leaving the fold. We have the old ashram in PP, with its beautiful Samadhi, now condemned by Mr. Murthy as a waste of time. We are to be felt- sorry-for. He claims that Madhusudan is now the real source of Sai Baba, there is no other. (Odd that Sai Baba would condemn his own samadhi and abode of the highest peace where he, himself, lived some 85 years.)

Perhaps, too, we still have many grieving and lost former Sai followers who cannot make the transition from dual to non-dual; the very fabric of Sai’s teaching; The core value of his teaching; The highest of his teachings!

Whatever has happened, we now have a sad situation of a “wannabe” Baba, soon-to-be a fully-fledged Baba, all-be-it utterly contentious, acting out on behalf of many gullible people, who cannot bring themselves to accept that the old order has passed away. Not only that but the former Student now has a fly-by-night following world over. There’s to be a new ashram in Ca. USA, probably in the form of a retreat, come ashram, 7th Ray style perhaps? for Madhu devotees to revel in.

Whatever joy and monies may be made out of this new cult, remains to be seen, or even if it can stand the test of time. Our Sai Baba stood the test of time, his presence permeates every stone of the ashram, every tree, every flower, every brick, every cat and dog, every monkey, every insect and every heart and soul there.

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There is a group of MDH followers who live and hang out in Parthi because they can’t afford the living expenses at their high end fantasy land. The cheapsters have no shame in living off the generosity of PN because here they enjoy a good comfortable and clean lifestyle at very low prices. But their loyalty is to the dark side. They too sit outside the Sai Kulwant Hall or hang out by our coffee kiosks in the ashram trying to recruit more gullible and innocent people. If they have an iota of self respect they should not set foot in the sacred ashram which they denounce and criticise so vehemently. I guess their downward spiral will land them where these ungratefuls belong. And they even display an attitude of arrogance. Why can’t they follow their faith in the fraud all the way without defiling our slice of heaven with their stinking presence. Disgusting bunch of shameless Judases. ~ Comment on facebook by Kuruna Munchi

Until such time we listen to  our Wisdom teachers, all of whom tell us God is within, we will always have the three GMMM – God Mullah-Making- Machines – only too willing to part the gullible from their money and commonsense.

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See The Divine In Everyone – Early Devotees

I bumped into Anil Kumar in Samadhi Road. He stopped and said, “do you want a photo?” I replied “yes!”

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When you see the world with the eye of divine bliss, you will find bliss everywhere. If there is hatred in your vision, you will see hatred everywhere. Hence, change your vision to start with. Look at the world with the vision of peace, love, and compassion. Then the whole world will appear loving and peaceful. When your heart is filled with love, you will experience the Divine in the entire cosmos. See the Divine in everyone. Eschew hatred and ill will. After years of devotion, many still lack a broad outlook and an all-encompassing love. Embodiments of love! Promote love in your hearts incessantly, love that is immortal and infinite. – Baba

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Role of our life

You are only actors on the stage before the footlights. The Director, who knows the Play, who assigns the roles, who gives the cues, who calls you in and puts you on, is behind the curtain. You are a puppet; He holds the strings. If He must be seen, you have to be His ‘Sakhaa’ (friend) or ‘Bandhu’ (kinsman). Merely being an onlooker will not entitle you to approach Him and be in His Holy Company. Cultivate His Friendship or Kinship by the attitude of Love and dedicated Service. -Baba

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I have come not to disturb or destroy any faith, but to confirm each in his own faith – so that the Christian becomes a better Christian, the Muslim, a better Muslim, and the Hindu a better Hindu. -Baba

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Bear all and do nothing;

Hear all and say nothing;

Give all and take nothing; – Baba

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Party Time for Peter

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Make your life a rose that speaks silently in the language of the heart. The Lord will be watching with a thousand eyes the least activity of man to discover any slight trace of selfless love sweetening it. Bear all and do nothing; Hear all and say nothing; Give all and take nothing; Serve all and be nothing. -Baba

I spend my time here during the winter months.
Here I find sanctury.

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  Serve all and be nothing. -Baba

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me? have been visiting Puttaparthi for 21 years.
many changes since my first visit. Time has
slipped by so quickly.

Anil’s shoes

Strange  story about the photo of Anil Kumar shoes. My camera would not work well on my recent  visit to PN. The focus kept jumping about and nothing could stop it, no matter how often i changed the settings. I had previously put the camera setting to “bracketing mode” (3 shots per click.) |I am not sure if I’d not left it there. Often, I captured the most appalling shots of people or ” parts” of people.  I had not aimed that camera towards Anil’s shoes. But there you are, here are his shoes.

To Enter Others’ Hearts – Inspirational Quotations

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Namaste♥ ॐ♥Pranam♥ ॐ♥Namaskar

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“We are not meant to stay wounded. We are supposed to move through our tragedies and challenges and to help each other move through the many painful episodes of our lives. By remaining stuck in the power of our wounds, we block our own transformation. We overlook the greater gifts inherent in our wounds — the strength to overcome them and the lessons that we are meant to receive through them. Wounds are the means through which we enter the hearts of other people. They are meant to teach us to become compassionate and wise.”

– Caroline Myss

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In Puttaparthi this summer, I noticed the deep sadness on the faces of the flower sellers. Once they had all been so smily and business was good. Now business is not good. Life is hard. This is especially true during the summer months, when they often don’t earn enough to make a living. The passing of Sai Baba has left many of the poor living in the villages, wounded.  The sudden death of Swami left them  unawares, literally pulling the carpet  up from under their feet. Perhaps now, with the introduction of   allowing devotees  to “adorn Swami’s samadhi” with roses, it will help to restore the flower ladies’ confidence. Hopefully to reassure them that their Lord has not left them without a way to earn a living. Many devotees and followers alike, bought roses daily to offer to the samadhi while I was there. A truly significant gesture of loving kindness can be in the simple buying and giving  of a rose.       

Rainbow Over Puttaparthi – 15.7.11. – More Sathya Sai Memories

 

Puttaparthi, at 6.30 p.m. after the First Gurupourmina Festival without our Physical Baba

 

Blessed on Gurupurnima : Puttaparthi 15th July 2011, 6.30 pm

The rainbow is a symbol of the divine presence, the bow of God, the brilliant light display of glory around God’s throne. So the rainbows evoke a kind of deep spiritual fervor and hope for a divinely blessed life.

 


Details on Rainbows

The experience of seeing the colours of the rainbow, when the sun is shining and it has been raining, is one we all can share. The experience often has a magical quality to it as though it is stirring some deep inner response. Such is the wonder of the light that forms the colours of the rainbow.

Emmanuel Swedenborg, one of the greatest spiritual pioneers of the western world, readily recognised the universal importance of light. To use his term, it corresponds to the inner awakening of enlightenment caused by the shining light inherent in truth and wisdom dispelling the darkness of doubt and despair.

Most of the colours that you and I see are produced by part of the sun’s light energy being absorbed/smothered by the objects around us. The red chair, say, gives far less light energy than it receives, whereas the heavenly principle is to GIVE AS WE RECEIVE. To consider light and colour from a spiritual viewpoint we should look at colour by transmitted light. These colours are, of course, the colours of the rainbow, when no light is lost but its inner beauties are quite literally opened out before our eyes as it shines through the transparent water droplets in the rain cloud. We are not intended to absorb the light … enlightenment, joy and happiness … rather we are intended to transmit it; and in doing so to unfold its meaning for others, and for ourselves too.

 The colours of the rainbow are not just wonderful images in our natural world but also convey deep spiritual meaning.

Isaac Newton, discovered how to produce the colours of the rainbow using a glass prism and a slit of light. Schoolchildren the world over still sense his joy of discovery in repeating this experiment for themselves. The mystical importance of the rainbow is intuitively perceived by almost everyone. It brings out the childlikeness in us … the ‘look what I’ve found’ spontaneous desire to share. It inspires a sense of joy and optimism, linked to another childlike quality – wonder.

Om, A True Devotee – Sathya Sai Memories Cont.




Om’s Amazing Story of Love and Courage – Child Of Light


Banning is not only something that happens to those physically close to Sai, it happens to others who are seated in the general public areas too. There are so many untold stories of seekers who were banned, never to return. Most do not hold a grudge, they still love Swami, although they are not allowed to be anywhere near him. I’d say they were Swami’s closest devotees…

This is the story of Om – an American who has lived in Puttparthi  for the last 30 or so years.


Om, the daughter of professor parents who taught in Ivy league colleges in the USA, speaks with a cultured American accent. She obviously had, at one time, enjoyed a very intellectual lifestyle and is herself a literati. How and why she came to visit Swami I have no idea. Came she did, and stayed. Her story is one of the most interesting ones in Sai Baba circles. Yet hardly a word has been written about her.

Om enjoyed the casual ashram at Whitefield way back in the 1970’s where she had many close experiences with Sathya Sai. Yet  sometime later on she was made persona non-grata. She was banned from entering all of Swami’s ashrams.

I remember her telling me some years ago that Sai Baba had told her at dashan one day that, although she was a graduate, and clever, he was going to change all that. He did. Once Om was banned from the ashrams, she was devastated. Swami had obviously done an ego-ectomy on her, now what to do next? She did not know. She visited Sri Ramana’s Ashram in Tamil Nadu for a time to think things over. She was, at the time, quite ill due to the banning enforcement. She did not function well at all; she was thought a little odd among Ramana devotees.

After reflecting her position while at Ramana’s ashram, Om made the decision to stay in India and to become a Sannyasin. She threw away her passport, clothes and all other possessions. She took to wearing a simple orange robe. After sometime she returned to Puttaparthi and began a life of total austerity.

I first noticed her on my second visit to P.N. ashram way back in the early 1990’s. She would stand outside the old darshan area, looking over the wall, watching Swami give darshan. I remember, even now, how a beautiful smile would flashed across her face whenever she saw him. Her dismissal had not soured her in the least. She was full of love for Baba. Besides her beautiful smile,  her face shone brightly whenever in the vicinity of the ashram.

It is only in more recent years we began to speak to each other. She often stops me when I am shopping in Puttaparthi. Om likes to comment on my clothes. This year’s encounter with Om was pretty strange. On this certain day before the shopping trip, I’d been looking in the mirror at my Salwar Kameez  for sometime before going out. It seemed not to fit well. I felt concerned about going out in this outfit.  By chance I ran into Om. She stopped me in the street. The first words she said, “Oh! I would love to give you a full length mirror so you can see how pretty that outfit is.” This made me laugh, due to  the concerns I had over this particular ‘outfit’.  Om, as always, was sparkling bright. Her eyes, great orbs of blue, appeared innocent and childlike. Yet,  Om’s life is not at all child like for she lives from day to day on very little. Often she is seen searching through rubbish for food.

Several years ago we had a long talk about her life in Puttparthi. She told me how she lived in one small room without even a fan. The room, she said,  in summer, was burning hot. By this time, Om had suffered many tropical illnesses. Also she suffered with her legs and feet. Today she walks with crutches, her once rich blondish hair is shaved.

One day I stopped to ask her why she stayed ?  ”Oh” she said, “I stay because that is my karma. I love Swami. I have given my life to him. I do not regret one single day here, despite the hardships.”

How does Om survive so many illnesses and hardships? I don’t know. She always appears to be positive and despite her illnesses, she manages to look after herself pretty well.

Last year, I remember, Swami coming out from the ashram in his car. Om was right there. He gave her a huge smile which she returned in no small measure.The local authorities recognize Om as being a Sannyasin. She is allowed to live in Puttaparthi without either passport or visa. I believe she is the only Westerner who can.

I feel sentimental towards Om.

Here’s a little ‘ode’ to her, honouring that huge leap of faith, and having the courage to believe in Swami for over 30 years of hardships and pain.


graphics – courtesy: Sai Art

Om here’s a poem for you.

“So I would choose to stay with you, if the choice was mine to make-

You can make decisions too, and you can have this heart to break.

And so it goes and so it goes.”

Good luck Om.

God wrote on the back of your heart to stay and love, and you did.