Books To Hang Out With
A new feature on RamDass.org is “Books To Hang Out With” a weekly recommended reading list. Enjoy and Namaste!
On the morning of September 8, Maharajji called for me and we talked privately for three-quarters of an hour on various subjects. After that I saw him again at four o’clock in his room with two or three others.
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With Maharaji’s permission, Ram Dass published the book Be Here Now in America in 1971. He gave instructions to the publisher to print the book and came to India with the first copy to present to Maharaji. Maharaji had not studied English. Yet five months later he drew Ram Dass’ attention to some untruths in two passages of the book and said, “Lies should not be mentioned in this book. They will hurt you. Delete those passages from the book.”
Ram Dass became anxious because a long time had elapsed, and the book might already have been published. He expected that about thirty thousand copies would have been printed. He contacted Steve Durkee and found out that the next thirty thousand copies were, in fact, in print. Explaining the situation to Baba, he said that the changes could only be incorporated into the next edition. It would be a loss of $10,000 to reject the thirty thousand books. Maharaji said, “Money and truth have nothing to do with each other. When you printed it first, you thought it was true, but now that you know it isn’t, you can’t print lies. You will be hurt by it. You must correct it now.”
Ram Dass sent a cable to Steve. After a week he received a reply reporting a strange incident. The book could not be printed because Baba’s photograph, which was to be printed on a full page, was missing. The original was also missing, so a new plate could not be made. The printed had pulled the job off the press to await further instructions.
Excerpt from The Divine Reality of Sri Baba Neeb Karori Ji Maharaj by Ravi Prakash Pande “Rajida”
At a bhandara around 2001, I met a woman who had come for the first time. Some years ago a copy of Be Here Now had fallen into her hands, and after reading it she knew Maharaji was her guru.
She lived in the rural midwest and had never had contact with any of Maharaji’s devotees. As far as she knew American devotees were a small group of disconnected people. Lacking satsang, she honored Maharaji in her own way.
Some years later she developed brain cancer. Doctors at the hospital told her that odds of surviving the surgery were 50/50, perhaps less.
She was told to “get her house in order.” After surgery she remained in a drug-induced coma for several weeks in order to let her brain heal.
When she woke up a nurse came to her and asked her of which faith her father was. She told the nurse that both of her parents had been dead for many years.
The nurse asked, “So maybe he is a Rabbi or something like that?” The woman was baffled. As far as she knew, nobody other than her doctor even knew she was in the hospital.
Then nurse called over several physicians who described to the woman a visitor who’d been at her bedside after her surgery.
He was heavyset, bald and wore a “long white dress” and had a blanket over his shoulders.
The doctors told her that the strange man had sat by her side for several weeks holding her hand and seemed to be there twenty-four hours a day.
Only when woman had began to regain consciousness did the man with the blanket finally get up and walk away. She had a small picture of Maharaji copied from Be Here Now stashed away with her personal affects in the night table and when she showed it to the doctors, they all agreed that it the man in the photo was the same one that had sat by her side and held her hand.
A few years later while I was In India I heard that the woman’s cancer had come back. One of Maharajis old devotees was married to a lady who ran a naturopathic hospital in Delhi that was said to have success in treating “untreatable” illnesses. He said the lady was welcome to come to the hospital and get free treatment. A few days later several of Maharaji’s devotees pooled together enough money to buy the woman a round trip ticket to India. When I phoned her to offer her the ticket and the invitation to stay at the hospital, she quietly thanked me, but said she was ready to die. “I have Maharaji’s grace, and that’s enough.”
Submitted by Keshavaji
Originally posted by Maharajji.com.