Then one morning, while meditating, a beautiful woman in a long, flowing red dress came and hugged me with the most indescribable love. I wondered who this woman was. Nonetheless, the love-filled chanting of Om Namah Shivaya lulled me to sleep at night and filled my vocal cords during the day. I did not understand at that time that I had met my Guru, and I continued my search for years. As I sat among hundreds of people and chanted Om Namah Shivaya, I was immersed in a sea of incredible love. I thanked Gurumayi for this blissful experience, and for accompanying me on this trip.ĭecades ago, when I was beginning my search for the truth, a friend brought me to meet Gurumayi. I played the recording three times. When I reached home, it was after midnight, and the chant was near the end. I parked the car and continued to chant until it ended. I felt as if Gurumayi were in the car with me and we were chanting call-and-response together. Joy was coursing in every cell of my body. The more I focused on the chant, the more ecstatic I got. At the same time, I became even more aware of the road and the traffic as I drove.

I was fully present, focused on Gurumayi's voice, the words of the chant, and the sounds of the music. I put on the recording of Om Namo Bhagavate Muktanandaya. As soon as the first few notes began, my fatigue left. I was tired and home seemed like a long way away. One night I was returning home late after attending a performance at my daughter's college.

As I drove, I would always play tapes of Gurumayi chanting and would chant along with her. For about nine years, every few weeks I would pick up or drop off one of my daughters at boarding school or college.

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