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bold">Welcome to all the new and old members and thanks for being here and

sharing your wisdom, love, and insight. Like

minded people gravitate to each other and it becomes a community of

sorts.

 

bold">Ramana’s realization attracted him to Arunachala like a

magnet. He did not know much of worldly

things or even spiritual things at that point in his life. Some power led him

on to his place, where he would be the most comfortable, the most natural, the

name Arunachala, the holy

hill drew him even without his knowing the full implications. Its like

when a child is called by his mother, there is no

thought but to run to her. Anything that prevents the child going to the mother

brings anguish. So it was with Ramana and Arunchala. He had to go. And

Ramana went to Arunachala without any particular

motive or plan or thinking. Same thing happened with Sri Ramana’s

devotees. They were attracted to him like a magnet without rational thought.

Outwardly, Sri Ramana was an ordinary person, sitting virtually naked and not

much interested in things. But the beauty of his

intensity was striking if one was even slightly in tune.

 

Given below is one of my

favorite Ramana story on the HS website. There are so many like this. Sri

Ramana is easily found when one looks for him.

From

"At the Feet of Bhagwan"

"Trebuchet MS"">T.K. Sundaresa Iyer

(T.K.S) met Sri Ramana in 1908 when T.K.S was only a twelve

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 to

visit the Sage.

"Trebuchet MS"">Now the story in T.K.S.'s own words:

"Trebuchet MS"">"I too climbed the Hill and found Bhagavan

sitting on a stone slab, with about 10 devotees around him. Each would sing a

song. Bhagavan 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 Bhagavan, 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.

"Trebuchet MS"">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."

12.0pt;font-family:"Trebuchet MS"">From "At the Feet of Bhagwan" by

T.K. Sundaresa Iyer.

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Dear Harshaji,

 

Thank you and a very sweet story indeed., I so wish I could have been

in this body and have met this great being..when I was much younger I

would look at Ramana picture knowing nothing of his teachings or life

but still felt drawn as metal filings to a magnet..

Blessings always in the now

Randy

 

 

, "Harsha" wrote:

>

> Welcome to all the new and old members and thanks for

> being here and sharing your wisdom, love, and insight.

> Like minded people gravitate to each other and it

> becomes a community of sorts.

>

> Ramana's realization attracted him to Arunachala like a

> magnet. He did not know much of worldly things or even

> spiritual things at that point in his life. Some power

> led him on to his place, where he would be the most

> comfortable, the most natural, the name Arunachala, the

> holy hill drew him even without his knowing the full

> implications. Its like when a child is called by his

> mother, there is no thought but to run to her. Anything

> that prevents the child going to the mother brings

> anguish. So it was with Ramana and Arunchala. He had to

> go. And Ramana went to Arunachala without any

> particular motive or plan or thinking. Same thing

> happened with Sri Ramana's devotees. They were

> attracted to him like a magnet without rational

> thought. Outwardly, Sri Ramana was an ordinary person,

> sitting virtually naked and not much interested in

> things. But the beauty of his intensity was striking if

> one was even slightly in tune.

>

> Given below is one of my favorite Ramana story on the

> HS website. There are so many like this. Sri Ramana is

> easily found when one looks for him.

> From "At the Feet of Bhagwan"

> T.K. Sundaresa Iyer (T.K.S) met Sri Ramana in 1908 when

> T.K.S was only a twelve 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 to visit the Sage.

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

> "I too climbed the Hill and found Bhagavan sitting on a

> stone slab, with about 10 devotees around him. Each

> would sing a song. Bhagavan 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

> Bhagavan, 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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