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My Pilgrimage to Sri Ramanasramam

 

Part 2

 

By Eleanor Pauline Noye

 

 

 

Silent Adoration

 

The monsoon was on, the air was fresh and clean and all the earth

seemed radiant. Whenever it rained Bhagavan’s attendants put a white

cloth on his chest to protect his body from the cold weather. He

looked like a sweet child wearing a bib, and with all his wisdom and

greatness one is struck by his childlike nature. At other times he

looks like the King of kings; His poise and dignity are outstanding.

When some times at night he would throw a shawl over his head, he

looked like the Madonna. I would stand outside in silent adoration.

Again, at other times he looked like a devoted father, smiling upon

his children. I loved to watch him as he walked up the hill, just

when the sun was setting. And it was my greatest delight when I could

go with him.

 

One morning I picked a lovely rose; my first thought was to give it to

the Master. A devotee said, “What a beautiful rose!” I replied, “Yes,

it is for Bhagavan.” I sat in the hall, wondering if I should give it

to him. After a few minutes I laid it on the small footstool near his

sofa, and he said, “What is that?” I replied, “Only a rose.” He said,

“Give it to me.”

He took the rose and touched it to his forehead and cheeks. I was so deeply touched, I wept.

 

The 1939 Jayanti

 

 

I had the great privilege of being at the Ashram in 1939 for Sri

Bhagavan’s birthday celebration when, as on such occasions, thousands

of people were fed. He is, indeed, a friend of the poor. A special

leaf-covered shelter is erected for the occasion, so that many

devotees who come for the celebration may sit in the presence of

Bhagavan. One can never forget the Master as he sits there on his

couch so majestically, amidst garlands of flowers, surrounded by his

loving devotees, who are so happy to be with him at that time.

It is a day of rejoicing and thanksgiving for everyone, even the animals.

As I walked along that night and looked at Arunachala, so silent, I

was held spellbound by the beautiful sight. The brightest star in the

heavens shone directly above its peak, like a great Beacon Light to

tell us, as it were: ‘This is the Holy Land, the abode of Bhagavan,

the Lord of the Universe, whose greatness and spiritual power have

drawn men from the remote parts of the earth, who come and kneel down

and worship him, singing songs of adoration and praise to proclaim his

glory.’

 

 

Lord of Love

 

 

When I left America I longed for Peace; there was a yearning in my

heart that would not let me rest. Here at the feet of the Lord of

Love, peace and happiness garlanded me and enriched my being. I know

that Bhagavan led me to this haven of rest.

In the words of Sri Bhagavan himself:

 

“In the recesses of the lotus-shaped Hearts of all, beginning with

Vishnu, there shines as pure intellect (Absolute Consciousness) the

Paramatman, who is the same as Arunachala Ramana. When the mind melts

with love of

Him, and reaches the inmost recesses of the Heart wherein He dwells as

the beloved, the subtle eye of pure intellect opens and He reveals

Himself as Pure Consciousness.”

 

To quote a letter from the Ashram:

“So then, Sri Bhagavan will guide you at every step; for, has he not

guided you even before you knew you were really in search of him?”

 

 

End of Part 2

To be continued

 

 

 

THE MAHARSHI

 

SEP/OCT 2005 VOL. 15

NO.5

 

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