Great reminiscence. This is something I like about FFL. Every once in a while some one 'who was there' will pop up and give an account of what they saw. Thanks for taking the time to share this. -Buck in FF
--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, "stevelf" <ysoy10li@...> wrote: > > > For me it was sometime around '76. I was about to take my first siddhis > course in Switzerland. Often I would get to Europe a month early to hike in > the Swiss alps. So I was there early this time, too, and happened upon a > course going on somewhere on Lake Lucerne. > I remember a hotel and all the windows were papered over on the first > floor . There was a small crowd of locals standing there and you could tell > they were listening to something. I came closer and could hear through the > glass total pandemonium, like a crazy zoo inside. The Swiss people outside > were clearly distressed and wondering what was happening in their lovely > village. Quite a far cry from the normal silence of meditation I was > accustomed to teaching and participating in... > At that moment I really started to doubt the "blessed path" I was on. I > made a decision on the spot, out of my love and dedication to Maharishi, to > continue no matter where the path led.... > > Another time in the late '70's, I was on some course with M. there. When > he was leaving for the day, there was the normal line-up to give him a flower > or get darshan as he was leaving the lecture hall. I knew where he was > heading and picked a spot right by a door I knew went to his private area. He > passed by me and the door was opened for him. I then heard him say, in a > completely different tone, "Close the door, close the door" to his escort. > It was a seemingly cranky and impatient, almost angry tone. I remember > thinking, wow-- something else going on there than his normal "enlightened" > persona.... >
