Ramana Maharshi/Mazie

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sraddha54 wrote:

 

Dear Harsha,

The article you posted on Feb.27, "As I Saw Him" by Arthur Osborne

was so moving to me that I printed it out to read and reread. His

narrative of the events surrounding him receiving the Guru's Grace by

look was especially piercing to my heart. His presence is felt

intensely in the love that came through his story. My meditations

this past week have led me to new avenues of love and joy in the

thought "Who am I"? That the guru is always with the devotee is Grace

when it is realized. Mere words cannot do justice to the love that

you have shared with us in Arthur Osborne's story of Ramana Maharshi.

 

"We shall not see the Divine Grace in human form or the love shining

in his eyes, but in our hearts he is with us and will not leave us.

His Grace continues to be poured out, not only on those who knew the

miracle of his bodily form, but on all who turn to him in their

hearts, now as before."

 

In Divine Friendship,

Mazie

 

Hi Mazie. I am glad you enjoyed the story. I love telling and retelling the

Ramana stories. By the way, I only noticed now your post on my college

account. It seems my home account is not receiving all the mail and

evidently does not receive all messages sent to it, I don't know if it is

intermittent due to server problems or whether it is on a consistent basis.

 

One of my favorite Sri Ramana stories below...reposting again.

 

Harsha

 

T.K. Sundaresa Iyer (T.K.S) met Sri Ramana in 1908 when T.K.S was only a 12

year old boy. His cousin Krishnamurthy had been visiting Ramana Maharshi

regularly and would sing songs of devotion to him. One day T.K.S asked his

cousin where he went every day. Krishnamurthy told him about Ramana and

said, "The Lord of the Hill Himself is sitting in human form, why don't you

come with me." Both of them then climbed the Hill and went to Virupksha

cave.

 

Now the story in T.K.S.'s own words.

 

"I too climbed the Hill and found Bhagwan sitting on a stone slab, with

about 10 devotees around him. Each would sing a song. Bhagwan turned to me

and asked, "Well, won't you sing a song also." One of Sundramurthy's songs

came to my mind and I sang it. It's meaning was, "No other support have I,

except thy holy feet. By holding on to them, I shall win your grace. Great

men sing your praise Oh, Lord. Grant that my tongue may repeat Thy name even

when my mind strays."

 

"Yes. That is what must be done," said Bhagwan, and I took it to be his

teaching for me. From that time on, I went to see him regularly for several

years without missing a day."

 

"One day I wondered why I was visiting him at all. What was the use? There

seemed to be no inner advancement. Going up the hill was meaningless toil. I

decided to end my visits on the hill."

 

"For one hundred days exactly I did not see Bhagavan. On the hundred and

first day I could suffer no longer and I ran to Skandasramam, above

Virupaksha Cave. Bhagavan saw me climbing, got up and came forward to meet

me. When I fell at his feet, I could not restrain myself and burst into

tears. I clung to them and would not get up. Bhagavan pulled me up and

asked: "It is over three months since I saw you. Where were you?'' I told

him how I thought that seeing him was of no use. "All right,'' he said,

"maybe it is of no use, so what? You felt the loss, did you not?'' Then I

understood that we did not go to him for profit, but because away from him

there was no life for us."

>From "At the Feet of Bhagwan" by T.K. Sundaresa Iyer.

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