Somewhere in the middle of sizzling India is a guru. He lives in a humble house with his family. Seekers are welcome there. I don’t know what he looks like. I’ve never seen a photo. I don’t even know his name. He speaks little English.
I’m told his few words are translated by a young girl. Others who have been to see him say he communicates non-verbally, more deeply – even astrally. If you allow, he will “come into” your subtle bodies to relieve you of blockages and to heal you.
Joseph said the guru unlocked his ajna chakra and now his meditation is on a whole new level. Tessa’s chronic low back pain and thyroid disorder were healed. But, more importantly, the friend who as been following him the longest says he is “the real deal.”
He truly believes this mysterious man can guide us through the advanced stages of spiritual evolution. So, this journey to India begins deep within as we search for a secret guru.
With two companions I’ll follow the directions I’ve been given to find him. First there will be a plane, then a train, and then a local bus.
He’ll be expecting us, but I don’t know what to expect of him. I hope he’ll move me. I hope he heals my friend, Rachel, of the genetic movement disorder destroying her cerebellum. I hope my partner, E., finds a key to further growth on his path.
Like in the Wizard of Oz, we think we need something. Maybe it’s courage, a brain and a heart. And then, when we find the powerful one, will he be a funny little man behind the hype?
Maybe so, and he will remind us of who we already are, what we already have, and what we already know. But maybe, just maybe, there’s more...