Bhakti Marga Art by Gitangali
Blessed by Sri Swami Vishwananda
Mahavatar Babaji Today:
The disciple sat before me in the
high Himalayan cave of solitude. Our sacred cave held only blankets to sit upon
and kamandula pots filled with water to drink and to use in purification. A ceremonial fire burned brightly and I performed a sacred fire ceremony of
purification and blessing. In the fire, side by side, could be seen Lord
Krishna and Christ Jesus sitting in meditation. The disciple’s heart
filled with love and bhakti tears flowed in realization of these Beloved Ones.
We sat in meditation and quickly reached one-mindedness through many centuries of association. Pictures appeared in my hands and I arranged them in the sacred pattern of the disciple’s state of spiritual progress at this time of our meeting. The conch sounded and the wondrous sound of Om rang throughout the perfect acoustics of the luminous ancient cave in the Himalayas.
As my disciple received the picture
of truth, the rarefied air fairly felt electrified with the sound of creation,
Itself. This disciple had reached the state of full surrender and the picture rendered
in sacred geometry served only as a visual representation of this state.
So it is that Earth is like a
sacred school and the disciple must be accountable and report to the teacher each
step upon the path of progress of attaining liberation and God Realization.
Each of you who are upon the path of Bhakti Marga of your teacher, Sri Swami
Vishwananda, knows also the ParamGuru as we all are one. Swami Vishwananda, in this disciple's present incarnation, has brought our disciple to the Oneness vibration, to The Divine, through Love and trials and tests of the SatGuru. The teacher knows when
you are ready to stand before the Tribunal of Truth and be accountable.
Continue to prepare yourselves for every one of you will one day fully surrender
to Him, to Divine Oneness.
So it is written and so it is.
In loving accountability of our centuries of association
Mahavatar Babaji
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