The Day Love All – Serve All Left The Living World

 

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 during his student days


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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 moved  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 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  donation 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.

False Baba aka MMM Mullah Making Machine

 

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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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Love Is My Form – Memories of Sai Baba

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Himy, an old friend of mine on FaceBook and a great supporter of this blog, wrote the following account for this blog,  back when Swami was alive. I loved it so much, I am re-posting it today.

I understand exactly how Himy felt that far off day in 1999, when Swami gave him close Darshan. I often felt the same way too during darshan! 

In this small story, Himy tells how he had mentally told Baba earlier that day, “I don’t want anything” and Swami, as always, knew exactly what Himy had thought. Himy tells us in this story, “I didn’t even get a bit of the vibuthi  Swami made”.  Likewise, I, too, was always telling Sai Baba, “I do not want anything”, then while at Darshan, I would end up at the back of the hall, often where I could not see him!  Often in those early days, I would end up crying because of his lack of attention towards me. I never much thought that Swami was giving me exactly what I’d asked him for! Although, there’s never “nothing” with Swami – the Darshans were deep and  always filled with light and wonder. He was always, until the very end, radiant and sublime, and as a result, we came away from Darshan filled to the brim. – Eve

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I Only Wanted Swami To Talk To Me! – Himy’s Darshan Story

On one of my visits to Puttaparthi, I had a really great experience with Swami. (I think it was during 1999). I was feeling very down and out.
I was feeling very small and insignificant and unworthy, even when talking to people.  I was just keeping to myself. Then I prayed to Baba to talk to me because that would make me feel better and worthy of being talked to by others also. With that thought, I went inside Sai Kulwant hall after having drawn 4th token (or something near to that number.) And I was sitting in the second row in darshan on the men’s side.

Then the music started and Baba  came out from the Poornachandra Auditorium. He used to walk then. He shuffled forward taking letters, blessing sweet trays. Finally he was opposite my row. He spoke to someone there.  Then He suddenly turned towards our side. There was a Russian sitting  in front of me.  Baba said something to him. Then suddenly He was looking at me and  saying something  in Telugu (I think – because I heard something like “neevu” which is a Telugu word). My head was spinning. I couldn’t believe Baba was talking to me !! At the same time the thought passed though my head “could Baba be mistaking me for some other guy, some Telugu guy”? I dismissed that thought as soon as it came because I knew that  Baba knows everything. He doesn’t make mistakes. Then Baba repeated what he must have said earlier, in English.  He said “Where have you come from ?” I was still too stunned to reply. Baba spoke a third time.  This time in Hindi. He said “Keedhar se aayaa?” meaning again  “where  had I come from.” I managed to say:  “SAI, Mumbai”. Then Baba threw up His hands in the air as if I had given the wrong answer and He said “Oh!! Bombay!”

Then He proceeded to make vibhuti right in front of me and gave some to a Telugu farmer sitting next to me. Others nearby  stretched out their hands and Baba kept giving vibhuti to all. Finally, I also picked up the courage to stretch my hands out for vibhuti. But Baba just turned away. When i was praying to Baba earlier in the day, I had told him that “I dont want vibhuti or anything else,  Baba,  please just talk to me.”

By turning away Baba displayed His omniscience. He proved to me that He knew my thoughts.  What a proof !! I sat there with tears flowing down my cheeks and couldn’t stop crying long after darshan. People would just look at me and I was not able to say anything. They just nodded, knowingly, and said “Ananda” meaning bliss! Baba does hear and answer our prayers. He knows everything.

From Himy

The Late Wilma Bronkey – Early Devotee

Dr. Wilma Bronkey passed away last thursday 10-7-10.

 


“I go to India to see Sai  and be with him, also because he told me to take the tours. The main thing is, when you are with Baba, to pay attention to what he says and to be the best you can be. Climb to your highest nature at all times. Do service and love God is what he tells us to do. Also let me tell you this,  when you visit Sai you will be transformed.  It may be a large transformation or a small one, but you will be transformed! Changed forever.”



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Wilma Bronkey and her husband Ivan had visited Sai Baba for over forty years. They were there in the early days when physical closeness to Sai had been an easy affair. Here are some high-lights from her remarkable memories of being  with Sai Baba during the early days.

It all began one day during the late 1960’s when Wilma was looking after her children and doing her other work as a care worker at her home called Enchanted Acres. She began to smell a sweet unusual purfume much like vibuthi. This scent was all pervading and would come in waves through her house. She also began to receive intuitively messages from Sai Baba. One thing led to another and once she understood this was Sai’s calling card, she wanted to visit him in India. The only problem was she did not have enough money. Her fare alone would cost over 900 dollars and all she had in the bank was a  few dollars. Actually she only had 8 dollars in the bank. “Oh, I was so disappointed. I said to the lady in the bank, well I only wanted to know how much I had.” ” Wait a minute.” Said the cashier.”There was a deposit last night. A  gentlemen came into the bank that morning and asked me to make sure to deposit this amount into your account. Let’s check how much there is.” – The amount was for 900 dollars.. “Impossible!” I said to the cashier, “I did not put the money into the account.”  “But it is in your account.” The cashier said.  “A  little gentlemen in an orange robe came into the bank and he knew your bank number and he deposited the money into your account for you.” I added a little more to it and with that, I went to India for the first time.

Swami stood on my Feet

An interesting experience happened way back in those early days. In those days, we were allowed in the temple for darshan, we often had with us our cameras, tape recorders and other personal items. It was all so free in those days. I was about 4 or 5 rows back from the front. When I heard one of the men calling my name, telling me to go sit in the front. It was so quiet in the temple I was embarrassed by his demand. In the end though, I gave in and got up and made my way through the ladies all tightly seated together. It was a struggle but I managed it. I sat down again with all my belongings. Suddenly I had a bad case of charlie-horse that caused incredible pain in my legs. I was in agony. I stretched out my legs to help ease the pain. The problem was my legs were over the dividing line that was there on the floor to keep us on the devotee side, and a little way away from where Sai sat on his chair. I was in such pain I could not withdraw my legs up and away from the dividing line. Suddenly there was Swami. He glanced at me for what seems a long while, then proceeded to walk into the temple, whereupon he stepped on my feet! It was a pretty amazing thing to happen. The moment he stepped onto my feet, all the pain in my legs disappeared. I felt as if I’d been hit with an electric force so strong that it left me filled with energy. Every part of my body was charged with this current that came from him. It was a very strange thing. Something I have never been able to forget.


The Story Of Interview and the Rings

The people in my groups often asked Baba for a ring or a watch. He would gently ask them what they wanted and this need for a ring or watch is, often, all they desired. One lady said to Baba, after he’d asked her what she wanted. She answered I want a ring with my birth stone. Sai created a ring for the lady and placed it on her finger but it did not have a birth stone. The lady grew angry and said to Sai that as he had not given her a ring with her birth stone that she would not wear it nor would she visit again.  Of course this is not the right way to approach Sai. The right answer is to ask him for his love or his guidance. Some people don’t know what to say to the question, “What do you want?” They may answer Oh! Baba I don’t know. I only want you. These are the people who often have rings created for them. The rings are not given to give you some sort of decoration for your finger. It is a gift to aid your transformation. If you do not live up to Sai’s message, then the ring will be lost or will sort of bite your finger until you cannot wear it. The rings and gifts are tokens of his love to help you change. You must jolly well pay attention to his words or the gifts are just useless trashy items to show off to friends.

To me, Baba is the creator of the world – he is everything in my mind’s eyes. If you do not know him then my words will be hard for you to swallow and the stories I tell hard for you to imagine. God is in everything. In the trees, the blossoms. The sun that comes up in the morning, that is God. The fire that burns is also God. If you see water running, it is also God. God is the source of everything. So who is God, it is not ‘who’ is God, it is ‘what’ is God. I don’t care what you call your God, the source is the same, whatever name you like to give it. The essence of God, the power of God, the nature of God, whatever the name, is the same thing. You cannot change the nature of God. Names are many but the source is the same. Different people have different paths to God. Yet the destination is exactly the same. I love the soul of all people and all things. I don’t care what is your background, your culture, your nationality, I love all. I want to hug you whatever and whoever you are. I believe that we are all the same. We are all the same soul.

The Story Of The Dog,

There were a couple back in the early days who wanted Sai Baba to come and eat lunch with them. They went to darshan one day and asked Swami to come to lunch. They told him, “We really want you to come to lunch. We are so much waiting for you to visit our house.” Swami answered,  that he would come the very next day. They rushed home and cleaned the house thoroughly. The wife prepared the best foods for Sai on the morning of the expected visit.

They waited and waited but Sai did not come. Then suddenly a dog came into the house, his muddy paws left marks all over the dining room. The dog caused a mess and ate the food. The couple beat the dog  horribly, then kicked him out of the house.

The next day at darshan, the couple asked Swami,  why did he not come to lunch. They said, “We waited and waited but you did not come!” Swami answered, “I was at your house.”  The couple said, “No you were not.” Sai said, “Oh yes I did. I came to visit you but you beat me with a stick and you kicked me out of the house and you did not feed me.” This was the test for the couple that God has all forms.

Excerpt from a talk given by Wilma Bronkey during the early 2000’s

Finally a small tale of how Wilma, in an interview one year, looked straight into Sai Baba’s eyes, and what she saw was to remain with her the rest of her life. She saw  many worlds and realms, colours, and astral lights that she had not seen in this world. She says it was like looking into the infinite.

“My Lesson” – by Rick Jarrow – Sathya Sai Memories Cont.

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“This is my simple religion. There is no need for temples; no need for complicated philosophy. Our own brain, our own heart is our temple; the philosophy is kindness to all and also the creatures, large and small.”

Dalai Lama


On my last day at Sai Baba’s Ashram, Baba appeared, and came towards the side where I was sitting. There were a few of us lined up in a row with packets of vibhuti We held them up for Baba to bless as he walked by. He lightly touched the first person’s packet, the second person’s, and hovering just above my own, he passed right over me and proceeded to bless the next one. His face, during all of this, was totally serene, impersonal, and filled with bliss. I gazed at his form as he walked away.

Walking with my bags to the check out office. I thought about my yogi friend who had been chided me a few days earlier. ‘What, you don’t believe in yourself?’ I paused by the window to return my key, and as I was about to exit I ran into a message from Baba. It was written on a blackboard in chalk. They were waiting to hang it up outside the bookstall as the lesson of the day;

Have firm faith that you are the atman. (the eternal soul), that the divine spark is in you. Move out into the world like heroes whom success does not spoil and defeat does not discourage. There is no need to call on Him to come from somewhere else. Become aware of Him as your inner self.

Courtesy Rick Jarow – ‘In Search of the Sacred’

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A special Sai Baba Dream – Sathya Sai Memories

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A dream from years ago.

Another very clear dream I recall of  Sai Baba came shortly after my husband’s accident in 1988.  I was in shock and completely overwhelmed  by the tragic ordeal. I went to bed  one night sobbing . I offered a short prayer for help ending in these words.  I don’t know who I am or where I am going now.

Sometime after midnight, I had a vivid dream of Swami. In this dream, he was sitting  in front of  my computer typing. I remarked upon this and said, ” Swami you are often discussed on the Internet” (or words to that effect.) He smiled and typed, L O V E. He said, “L” is for a word I didn’t catch – he went on to explain the o, v, and e in the same way. Then he said, ‘Love’ is – he said my full name.

I’d  use my single name of Mason on my new  passport.  Swami, in this dream, revealed his knowledge of the change in name.

Another dream came soon after. In that dream I saw Sai Baba’s hand reach for mine. He filled my hand with vibuthi.  I asked,  Swami what should I do with it?”

He answered. It’s thick!  Take the vibuthi with  water every day.

I asked Him was it also for my sick husband? He replied, “Yes, Yes, him too.”

On my next visit to Kodaikanal in 1999, Swami blessed several packets of vibuthi. He also blessed more this year at Brindavan.