Shirdi Sai baba and I are sitting on the floor in our Marlboro Master bedroom near the foot rest of the bed.
I am sitting to His right. He speaks to me for about three and half hours and is ready to leave. Then I say to Him "Swami, I have this pain in my right shoulder. I have been suffering with this for more than two years". He materializes milk and pours it in my cupped palm. I drink it as prasaadam. Then, He smiles (**) and touches my shoulder. The pain (***) is gone. Baba leaves.
** At that moment, in the dream, I feel that Baba is thinking "I spoke to you about so many things for 3 1/2 hours and all you ask Me is to relieve you of shoulder pain?"
*** Actually, I have had the pain since Nov 1997 - working with the Computer key board for many hours at work. After that night, it never returned !!!
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
July 28th, 1999 night
Actually. I woke up in the early hours of the 29th with this dream.
I am walking on a street with Baba and many (men) devotees. I ask Baba "Swami, please come to our house and eat with us". He says " What will you feed me?" I am thinking of something quick and easy, looking at the large crowd that I have to feed . I could only come up with Upma. Swami reads my mind and says "Not Upma. I don't like Upma". I say "But Swami, what else can I do quickly?". He repeats "Not Upma. I don't like Upma". I say " How about Pesarattu and Upma and Allam Pachchadi?". "OK, I will come" He says. He sits in a chair outside the house. My husband and I go inside the house. The house is very messy - boxes, vacuum cleaner etc. I tell me husband "Please tidy up quickly and vacuum. Baba will be in any time."
I woke up.
Upma = Cream of wheat cereal.
Pesarattu = Pancake made of moong bean
Allam Pachchadi = Spicy paste made of ginger, tamarind etc.
Moral: Always keep ' ' clean - Baba is there anytime.
Don't go for short cuts - do a good and complete job..
I am walking on a street with Baba and many (men) devotees. I ask Baba "Swami, please come to our house and eat with us". He says " What will you feed me?" I am thinking of something quick and easy, looking at the large crowd that I have to feed . I could only come up with Upma. Swami reads my mind and says "Not Upma. I don't like Upma". I say "But Swami, what else can I do quickly?". He repeats "Not Upma. I don't like Upma". I say " How about Pesarattu and Upma and Allam Pachchadi?". "OK, I will come" He says. He sits in a chair outside the house. My husband and I go inside the house. The house is very messy - boxes, vacuum cleaner etc. I tell me husband "Please tidy up quickly and vacuum. Baba will be in any time."
I woke up.
Upma = Cream of wheat cereal.
Pesarattu = Pancake made of moong bean
Allam Pachchadi = Spicy paste made of ginger, tamarind etc.
Moral: Always keep ' ' clean - Baba is there anytime.
Don't go for short cuts - do a good and complete job..
Between June 16th and June 21st of 1999
I have a small plate in my hand. There is a wick lamp in the center. I am holding the plate with both the palms. I see Swami sitting in a chair nearby. I approach Him very slowly. He is smiling. I ask Him with great reverence, "Swami, Could you please bless my lamp?". With the most beautiful smile, He raises both His hands and touches the plate with the tips of the eight fingers. Then, He puts His right thumb and forefinger in the center of the flame, picks up a round golden colored marble type object, looks at me and says "You do have this lingam in the center". I notice that it is golden yellow in color, but doesn't look like a lingam (not elliptic), it is round in shape.
I am very happy !!!
I am very happy !!!
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Sep 25, 1995
I am in the Darsan line to see Baba. Many of the women around are new and they have come there just out of curiosity. The crowd is growing very fast. Children and women are sitting in long vertical lines. Suddenly I notice that all of us are sitting in a long row, next to each other and against the wall. I expect Baba to come out. Now the strange part - The area in front of me is like a (Cinema) screen. First, it looked like a wooded area. I say 'hush', asking the people to be quiet as I sense Baba coming out. All of a sudden the screen is like a photograph. Just an imitation. I tell myself "Baba said many years ago that His darsan in the future would only be from a helicopter. Now it looks like we just have to see Him in a film".
This also doesn't make much sense.
Please comment.
This also doesn't make much sense.
Please comment.
Sep 23, 1995
I think that was when I had the following dream.
I put Baba's chair near our dining table. There are two others in the dream. A mother and her daughter, a little girl. They are talking to me. The girl tries to get on to Baba's chair. The mother doesn't say 'no' to the child. I am very uncomfortable. Finally, I tell her " This is Baba's chair. No one ever sits on it". But that girl ignores me and continues trying to get on the chair. I gently push the chair under the table, so that she cannot access it.
Until today, I don't know what to make out of this dream.
I put Baba's chair near our dining table. There are two others in the dream. A mother and her daughter, a little girl. They are talking to me. The girl tries to get on to Baba's chair. The mother doesn't say 'no' to the child. I am very uncomfortable. Finally, I tell her " This is Baba's chair. No one ever sits on it". But that girl ignores me and continues trying to get on the chair. I gently push the chair under the table, so that she cannot access it.
Until today, I don't know what to make out of this dream.
Friday, September 18, 2009
Two memories after the dreams from the previous post
The young adults showed up at our door every evening and took the three of us to the neiboring houses -where ever there was a bhajan. On the following Thursday, no one showed up. I felt bad, not being able to have a bhajan especially on a Thursday. To my surprise, my mother said "you three can sing bhajans. But, I don't have your Baba's photo in my pooja room. Can you put any other picture?". I was so glad that my mother did not mind a bhajan session in their house. I had a wallet size photo of Swami and I set up an Altar on the living room chair. The tenant from upstairs joined us. I saw mother sitting at the far end, clapping her hands. We had wonderful time.
[My mother made a comment about the Sai devoties. These were her exact words, but were in Telugu.
" One good thing about these Sai Bhakta's is, they walk on my street singing devotional songs early in the morning (must be Nagara Sankeertan) and I don't have to step out of my house. They gave me two boxes and asked me to put a fistful of rice in one and a minimum of 10 paise coin in the other everyday. They come and collect nd use them to feed the poor".] Thanks Swami for making her participate in your play.
Anyway, the next time the girls came, they informed me about a Medical camp in a neighboring village. I was tempted to go. They told me that some volunteers were going in a Jeep and they would be more than happy to include me. Early next morning, I got ready and the Jeep was there as promised. To my surprise, I saw a Science teacher from my High school, Manjula sitting in the front seat. She taught my younger sister. We both recognised each other after almost 30 years.
Now about the camp: This was the one and only Medical camp I ever attended. One family, a rich and powerful one of the village sponsored the food for all. It was a nine course meal. The doctors, nurses and the Chief medical officer were all there. Typical to the local arrangements, people did not follow rules, influential people were taken first, Muslim women had their own rules and so on. I was the only unpopular one tying to follow and implement rules. Overall, it was a good experience and I had a good time.
[My mother made a comment about the Sai devoties. These were her exact words, but were in Telugu.
" One good thing about these Sai Bhakta's is, they walk on my street singing devotional songs early in the morning (must be Nagara Sankeertan) and I don't have to step out of my house. They gave me two boxes and asked me to put a fistful of rice in one and a minimum of 10 paise coin in the other everyday. They come and collect nd use them to feed the poor".] Thanks Swami for making her participate in your play.
Anyway, the next time the girls came, they informed me about a Medical camp in a neighboring village. I was tempted to go. They told me that some volunteers were going in a Jeep and they would be more than happy to include me. Early next morning, I got ready and the Jeep was there as promised. To my surprise, I saw a Science teacher from my High school, Manjula sitting in the front seat. She taught my younger sister. We both recognised each other after almost 30 years.
Now about the camp: This was the one and only Medical camp I ever attended. One family, a rich and powerful one of the village sponsored the food for all. It was a nine course meal. The doctors, nurses and the Chief medical officer were all there. Typical to the local arrangements, people did not follow rules, influential people were taken first, Muslim women had their own rules and so on. I was the only unpopular one tying to follow and implement rules. Overall, it was a good experience and I had a good time.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Two dreams remembered - but only from the late 80s
Well, as May suggested in the comment on the previous post, I asked Baba and this morning, I remembered two more dreams.
One: I am in Puttaparthi, sitting on a chair along with many women, also sitting on chairs. I overhear them criticizing Swami. I get quite annoyed. I go inside Baba's quarters, to report the matter. But Baba was taking a shower and I talk to him from outside the shower stall. I tell Him about the women in the audience. He tells me "Don't pay attention to what bad comments others are making about me. You focus on your thoughts. That is enough for you" I walk back and sit on the same chair. I see from there that Baba is wearing a saree. I am surprised !!!
Two: I was visiting my mother and sister in Nellore. The children were with me. I was sleeping on a single cot in the living room.
Now the dream - Baba enters the house from the back door, walks through the dining room, enters the living room and walks out through a side door. He was wearing a saree like thing, a mixture of red and blue colors, very small print all over the saree. I wake up. It was 6 a.m. in the morning.
An hour later, my mother asked me whether I could attend a Sathyanarayana pooja at a neighbor's place on her behalf. They invited the whole family, but mother felt that my other two sisters may not be interested in going (actually my younger sister was a Bank officer and had to go to work). My mother was not comfortable going, being a widow (her belief and her tradition).
I went and at the end of the pooja, the daughter and son-in-law of the family wanted to have a short Sai bhajan. No one nodded 'yes'. Suddenly, the dream flashed in my mind and I said 'yes'. They were so happy that we, strangers to them, joined in their bhajan and even my children were able to lead.
I was very happy to have gotten this opportunity since I was missing the bajans in Nellore.
From that day, a group of young adults would knock at the door and inform me about the daily Bhajan sessions in the neighborhood. I now know why Swami woke me up with that dream. What a boon Swami!!!!
One: I am in Puttaparthi, sitting on a chair along with many women, also sitting on chairs. I overhear them criticizing Swami. I get quite annoyed. I go inside Baba's quarters, to report the matter. But Baba was taking a shower and I talk to him from outside the shower stall. I tell Him about the women in the audience. He tells me "Don't pay attention to what bad comments others are making about me. You focus on your thoughts. That is enough for you" I walk back and sit on the same chair. I see from there that Baba is wearing a saree. I am surprised !!!
Two: I was visiting my mother and sister in Nellore. The children were with me. I was sleeping on a single cot in the living room.
Now the dream - Baba enters the house from the back door, walks through the dining room, enters the living room and walks out through a side door. He was wearing a saree like thing, a mixture of red and blue colors, very small print all over the saree. I wake up. It was 6 a.m. in the morning.
An hour later, my mother asked me whether I could attend a Sathyanarayana pooja at a neighbor's place on her behalf. They invited the whole family, but mother felt that my other two sisters may not be interested in going (actually my younger sister was a Bank officer and had to go to work). My mother was not comfortable going, being a widow (her belief and her tradition).
I went and at the end of the pooja, the daughter and son-in-law of the family wanted to have a short Sai bhajan. No one nodded 'yes'. Suddenly, the dream flashed in my mind and I said 'yes'. They were so happy that we, strangers to them, joined in their bhajan and even my children were able to lead.
I was very happy to have gotten this opportunity since I was missing the bajans in Nellore.
From that day, a group of young adults would knock at the door and inform me about the daily Bhajan sessions in the neighborhood. I now know why Swami woke me up with that dream. What a boon Swami!!!!
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
From 1988 thru 1998
It is really strange that I cannot recall a single dream during this period. I did not document any in my diary either. We owned a home and lived in it in Cranbury, NJ during that time. The Sai center was meeting in that basement from 1989 thru 1994. We sold that house in 1998. I remember other dreams, but not Sai dreams. I wonder why????
The next one I remember was in August of 1999 when we bought a Townhome in Marlboro, NJ. After that, I have a few to write in my future posts.
If any of you want to comment, please feel free to so.
The next one I remember was in August of 1999 when we bought a Townhome in Marlboro, NJ. After that, I have a few to write in my future posts.
If any of you want to comment, please feel free to so.
About (Hare) Krishna Temple in Denver area
In the early eighties, in Denver, the only Temple close to Hinduism was the Iskcon Temple. We were there several times. One day, the noise level of the huge cymbals and the belief expressed by one devotee, a resident there, bothered me. I felt that they very intolerant of other beliefs. I told Rao that I would not want to come back to that Temple agin. Because the meals were free, I saw many non-devotees, Pakistani Muslims going there and abusing their free meal (prasadam) arrangement and I minded that, of course!!!
Anyway, that night Baba came in my dream. He was standing in my living room. He ordered me to follow Him. The next thing I know, both of us are in the Iskcon Temple. No one else was there. We were standing in front of the marble idols of Sri Krishna, Sri Balarama and Subhadra. Swami was standing on my left side. He motioned His hand and asked me to prostrate in front of the idols. I did it and I woke up. Immediately I felt what Swami was trying to tell me. If I called them fanatics, who am I?
When I narrated this dream to Rao, that evening, he took us again to that Temple.
Anyway, that night Baba came in my dream. He was standing in my living room. He ordered me to follow Him. The next thing I know, both of us are in the Iskcon Temple. No one else was there. We were standing in front of the marble idols of Sri Krishna, Sri Balarama and Subhadra. Swami was standing on my left side. He motioned His hand and asked me to prostrate in front of the idols. I did it and I woke up. Immediately I felt what Swami was trying to tell me. If I called them fanatics, who am I?
When I narrated this dream to Rao, that evening, he took us again to that Temple.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
My dream of 1985 and my younger sister Ramamani's of 1987
In my dream, I was in Parthi. Baba was outside the Ashram, supervising some constuction work being done. I walked close to Him and asked Him "Swami, we want to return to India. Would my husband Rao be able to get a job? Swami showed me an electrical outlet and asked "Would he be able to work with these?" I enthusiastically replied "Yes, Swami". "Then, he will get a job". Rao is an Electrical Engineer, but not working with the outlets. As I was walking away, Swami called me by my name "Padma, come here". When I approached, He asked " You told me sometime ago that someone was sick in your family. How is it now?" Apologising profusely, I said, "Swami, I am so sorry I forgot to thank you for that all these years. It was my sister. She is doing well now Swami. Thanks to you."
The story behind this is : Rama had devoloped breast cancer in 1978 at a very young age. I begged her to go to Parthi and have Swami's darsan. She did not believe in Him, so, she refused to go. I prayed to Swami to cure her. She did not even want to go to Vellore Christian Medical College Hospital for further tests. Rao and I sent her Swami's Vibhuthi in the mail from Milwaukee, Wisconsin. She wrote us back saying that she applied the vibhuti on the affected area. But, not because she believed in Baba, but because of respect to her sister and brother-in-law. We were happy she applied it and later, changed her mind and went to Vellore for treatment and got a clean certificate in 1985 after 7 years. So, Swami was reminding me of this incident.
Now my sister's dream. She did not share it with me first. But her tenant leaked it out. So, when I asked her, Rama said "Yes, Baba appeared in my dream and put fragrant Vibhuti in my mouth".
I said "Rama, what a blessing !! If it had happened to me, I would be jumping with joy!!". She calmly said "Padma, I did not pay much importance to it. But the strange thing was I could smell the fragrance of that Vibhuti all day, even at work". I did not know how to convince her about Swami's divinity.
Later on, on her own, she accompanied me and the children to Puttaparthi in 1989 and to Whitefield in May of 1995 . She passed away on Dec 5, 1995.
The story behind this is : Rama had devoloped breast cancer in 1978 at a very young age. I begged her to go to Parthi and have Swami's darsan. She did not believe in Him, so, she refused to go. I prayed to Swami to cure her. She did not even want to go to Vellore Christian Medical College Hospital for further tests. Rao and I sent her Swami's Vibhuthi in the mail from Milwaukee, Wisconsin. She wrote us back saying that she applied the vibhuti on the affected area. But, not because she believed in Baba, but because of respect to her sister and brother-in-law. We were happy she applied it and later, changed her mind and went to Vellore for treatment and got a clean certificate in 1985 after 7 years. So, Swami was reminding me of this incident.
Now my sister's dream. She did not share it with me first. But her tenant leaked it out. So, when I asked her, Rama said "Yes, Baba appeared in my dream and put fragrant Vibhuti in my mouth".
I said "Rama, what a blessing !! If it had happened to me, I would be jumping with joy!!". She calmly said "Padma, I did not pay much importance to it. But the strange thing was I could smell the fragrance of that Vibhuti all day, even at work". I did not know how to convince her about Swami's divinity.
Later on, on her own, she accompanied me and the children to Puttaparthi in 1989 and to Whitefield in May of 1995 . She passed away on Dec 5, 1995.
June 1st week, 1987 - Whitefield
The school gave permission to Gopal to be absent from school and go to India for his upanayanam. I wrote a letter to the pricipal with my request explaining to him what the ceremony was about. Since his grades and other records about him were excellent, they allowed Gopal to finish his homework etc. before and let him be absent for three weeks. The upanayanam date was set to June 17th. Gayatri, my daughter and I went in April to attend other functions on my side of the family and Gopal and Rao arrived in Chennai on June 4th, I think. We were hearing a variety of news about Swami's where abouts. Some said that He was in Ooty or Kodaikanal all summer. Some said that He returned to Bangalore area. I hired a Taxi from Nellore, my native town and with the help of my nephew Subrahmanyam, we went to the Madras airport and started off towards Bangalore to go to Whitefield. The journey was good till we reached our destination. Then, it started pouring and the Taxi's windshield wipers were not working. When asked, the driver said that since there was no rain in Nelloore area, he disconnected them. Anyway, at one point, we could not go any further and the Taxi stopped. When Rao got out he as excited to see that we were just in front of the gate of Brindavan, Swami's abode in Whitefield. The driver pulled over to a side. The rain turned to a drizzle. Rao went inside the gate and returned quicked to say that there was no accommodation available inside the ashram. A man then walked over to us and said that he could provide a room to sleep with one bed and others sleep on the floor. We agreed that the boys could sleep on the floor and Gayatri and I on the bed and the driver slept in the Taxi. The room was full of dead bed bugs. That was our only choice in a strange town. We took shower and all and went to the nearby canteen for something to eat. There, to our surprise, we met with a couple from our Colorado center. Her name was Gretchen. I forgot his name now. They told us that Swami was giving darsans only two days a week Tuesdays and Thursdays and that too only in the mornings. It was Thursday evening when we got this news. There was no way we could stay until the following Tuesday.
So, that night, I cried hard and begged Swami to give us darsan, because Rao has to return to the USA and he has to go without a darsan. We were planning to go to Parthi for Gurupoornima in July after Rao left.
Now the dream that night. Baba appears. That is it !!!
Everyone was sitting under the huge darsan tree. We also joined them. Suddenly, we saw Swami's robe far away behind another set of gates. I started thanking Swami for answering my prayers and giving this blissful moment to Rao and us. Suddenly, those gates are wide open and we were motined to go near. Everyone starts running. The male and female lines were formed and we all sat on the ground. Swami walks towards us and comes sooo close that I was in ecstasy. Rao was able to take many close up photos of Swami. Swami was all smiles, smiling at His own leelas.
Thanks Swami.
So, that night, I cried hard and begged Swami to give us darsan, because Rao has to return to the USA and he has to go without a darsan. We were planning to go to Parthi for Gurupoornima in July after Rao left.
Now the dream that night. Baba appears. That is it !!!
Everyone was sitting under the huge darsan tree. We also joined them. Suddenly, we saw Swami's robe far away behind another set of gates. I started thanking Swami for answering my prayers and giving this blissful moment to Rao and us. Suddenly, those gates are wide open and we were motined to go near. Everyone starts running. The male and female lines were formed and we all sat on the ground. Swami walks towards us and comes sooo close that I was in ecstasy. Rao was able to take many close up photos of Swami. Swami was all smiles, smiling at His own leelas.
Thanks Swami.
November 1986 Thanks giving weekend
That weekend, we went to Maryland from Pennsylvania to visit a friend of ours. They were Sai devotees then. Thurssday night I see Baba briefly in my dream. I request Him to perform Gopal's sacred thread ceremony and bless him. Swami says "there are no muhurthams (astrologically suitable dates) then".
Actually, we were corresponding with Rao's brother and he in turn with the astrologers in India for good dates.
The next day, which was a Friday, I had another dream. Swami was coming onto the stage from the back of the stage to give a speech or there was going to be a bhajan. I was waiting on the side, like in a 'green room'. I walk towards Swami and I say "Swami, I will not be able to attend the bhajans today. I have to go. But I want to ask you something" He nods His head in approval. I add "Swami, yesterday in my dream you said that there are no muhurthams in March. But the astrologers gave March 5th, 9th and 12th as good choices". Swami says "March 5th and 9th are not good. On 12th, there is no muhurtham at all". I walk away with my hands still folded in reverence.
When we return home, we have a letter from India waiting for us, says exactly what Baba told me in the dream.
Later on we performed the Upanayanam on June 17th, 1987 in Rao's hometown machilipatnam.
Actually, we were corresponding with Rao's brother and he in turn with the astrologers in India for good dates.
The next day, which was a Friday, I had another dream. Swami was coming onto the stage from the back of the stage to give a speech or there was going to be a bhajan. I was waiting on the side, like in a 'green room'. I walk towards Swami and I say "Swami, I will not be able to attend the bhajans today. I have to go. But I want to ask you something" He nods His head in approval. I add "Swami, yesterday in my dream you said that there are no muhurthams in March. But the astrologers gave March 5th, 9th and 12th as good choices". Swami says "March 5th and 9th are not good. On 12th, there is no muhurtham at all". I walk away with my hands still folded in reverence.
When we return home, we have a letter from India waiting for us, says exactly what Baba told me in the dream.
Later on we performed the Upanayanam on June 17th, 1987 in Rao's hometown machilipatnam.
Now it is in 1986 Wednesday, Thursday dreams
Swami was in town. I don't know which town and whose house. But in this dream, Swami is going up the stairs to go to the bedroom in that house. I was climbing right behind Him. Swami's foot slips and he comes one stair down. Then continues climbing again and enters the bed room. I follow Him. But in the room, I see Him sobbing. I am shocked and walk out quietly.
The next dream, on a Thursday night. I see Baba on the stage. I go near Him and I ask Him "Swami, last night in my dream, it was just one step that you slipped. How come you were crying like us, ordinary humans?" Swami with His divine smile says "I wasn't crying because my foot fell one step. I was crying because I try to pull all of you up and you don't pay attention and go down. I was crying for all of you".
Wow !! What a message !!!
The next dream, on a Thursday night. I see Baba on the stage. I go near Him and I ask Him "Swami, last night in my dream, it was just one step that you slipped. How come you were crying like us, ordinary humans?" Swami with His divine smile says "I wasn't crying because my foot fell one step. I was crying because I try to pull all of you up and you don't pay attention and go down. I was crying for all of you".
Wow !! What a message !!!
Rao and a bhajan
We were in Parthi in this dream. The crowd was big. Swami was randomly selecting singers to lead the bhajans and they were singing. I very much wanted Rao to be selected. The men and women were not sitting separately (which never happens in a sai activity). I physically start pushing Rao from behind to be visible to Baba. Finally Rao yields and gets up. Immediately, Swami waves His hand and says either "No, you should not sing" or "No, not you". We felt humiliated in the dream. Strange, I still don't understand why.
Self centered vs. centered self
I don't remember where I was in this dream. The only two people in the dream are Swami and myself.
I was sobbing and complaing to Baba about my husband Rao. "He is very self-centered Swami. He doesn't get involved in children's activities. He thinks only of himself. He doesn't pay any attention to me or my two children". Swami comments "He is not self-centerd. He is centered self." I did not like the answer. I probably wanted Swami to agree with me and comfort me. Neither happened. I woke up.
I was sobbing and complaing to Baba about my husband Rao. "He is very self-centered Swami. He doesn't get involved in children's activities. He thinks only of himself. He doesn't pay any attention to me or my two children". Swami comments "He is not self-centerd. He is centered self." I did not like the answer. I probably wanted Swami to agree with me and comfort me. Neither happened. I woke up.
In the white robe
I have never seen Swami in a white robe during my wakeful hours. In the dream, many of us are waiting outside a room. Swami was inside that room. Now, someone comes to me and says "Swami wants you come inside". I go in. Swami is lying on a large swing (the type used in every home as a swing in the living room in the olden days) in a beautiful white robe. I am all excited to see Baba in a white robe. My son Gopal is already in the room in one corner. I touch the tender, holy feet of Baba and take paada namaskaaram. Now I bring Gopal to my front, touching him by his shoulders. I mumble in Telugu "Swami, this is my son.......". Swami says "vaadunnadey" and then praises him. I was going to ask Swami to bless him and take care of him. But, Swami already responded in the positive. Now I see how much Gopal is blessed. Thanks Swami.
Dreams in pair
These dreams were in 1982. One was on a Wednesday night and the second was on the following night which was a Thursday night.
I wrote a letter to Swami about the difficulty we were having in selling our house in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. We had a real estate broker working for us.
Anyway, the Wednesday dream:
The setting was in our prayer room. Two other ladies were there. Baba was sitting facing us. He said in Telugu " Padma, sit here. I want to do some pooja for you. I saw he spread colored rice in a plate. We were about to recite Vishnu Sahasra Naamam. The other two ladies were about to move forward. Swami stopped them by saying "this is only for Padma". With His right forefinger, he wrote in the rice plate.
There was lot of kumkum and turmeric in the pooja.
Thursday night dream:
There was a huge gathering for a meeting. Swami was on the stage. I was sitting on the floor among many women in the audience. Swami had a raw mango in his hand. He was teasing everyone in the gathering as though He was going to through it to them. I also wanted it. But I told myself (in the dream) "yesterday, in the dream, He did special pooja for me. I should not be greedy." Suddenly, He let the mango go off His hand. It came rolling and sneaked under my right knee. Then, to my surprise, I saw four smaller ones instead of one mango. Only one mango came to me. the other rolled away.
The house was sold a few months later. But as of today, I got only one fourth of that money into my hands. I don't want to go into the details as to where the the rest of the money went. It is irrelevent now. But Swami's leelas are remarkable!!!!.
I wrote a letter to Swami about the difficulty we were having in selling our house in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. We had a real estate broker working for us.
Anyway, the Wednesday dream:
The setting was in our prayer room. Two other ladies were there. Baba was sitting facing us. He said in Telugu " Padma, sit here. I want to do some pooja for you. I saw he spread colored rice in a plate. We were about to recite Vishnu Sahasra Naamam. The other two ladies were about to move forward. Swami stopped them by saying "this is only for Padma". With His right forefinger, he wrote in the rice plate.
There was lot of kumkum and turmeric in the pooja.
Thursday night dream:
There was a huge gathering for a meeting. Swami was on the stage. I was sitting on the floor among many women in the audience. Swami had a raw mango in his hand. He was teasing everyone in the gathering as though He was going to through it to them. I also wanted it. But I told myself (in the dream) "yesterday, in the dream, He did special pooja for me. I should not be greedy." Suddenly, He let the mango go off His hand. It came rolling and sneaked under my right knee. Then, to my surprise, I saw four smaller ones instead of one mango. Only one mango came to me. the other rolled away.
The house was sold a few months later. But as of today, I got only one fourth of that money into my hands. I don't want to go into the details as to where the the rest of the money went. It is irrelevent now. But Swami's leelas are remarkable!!!!.
A third dream in 1981 / 1982
Sometimes Baba just appears in the dreams. No conversation.
My husband Rao went to India for a visit in Nov/Dec 0f 1981. His niece was waiting to join her husband in the USA. So, he told me that he might change his plans if neccessary to suit to her dates. Later on, he called and informed me that he is coming with his niece and he would let me know the exact date. I did not hear from him. One day, I dozed off during daytime. The children were playing in the family room. Baba was standing near my sofa in the dream. I woke up, got the children ready, got into the car and drove off to the Stapleton Airport in Denver, Colorado. I can't explain why I did that - only Baba's appearence prompted me do that. I had no idea about Rao's flight details. The only choice I had was to wait at the baggage claim. Gopal and Gayatri were excited about their father's arrival. After waiting for 25 minutes or so, I felt someone was walking behind me like a shadow. I suddenly turned around to see Rao. He was surprised to see us there. He said "how did you know I was coming now?". My reply sounded odd even to my ears. I said "Baba appeared in my dream and I came to the airport". Rao called home as soon as he landed, but we had already left home by then.
This was almost 28 years ago. I may have missed some details. By the way, the day he arrived was the one he chose originally.
Thanks Again Swami !!
My husband Rao went to India for a visit in Nov/Dec 0f 1981. His niece was waiting to join her husband in the USA. So, he told me that he might change his plans if neccessary to suit to her dates. Later on, he called and informed me that he is coming with his niece and he would let me know the exact date. I did not hear from him. One day, I dozed off during daytime. The children were playing in the family room. Baba was standing near my sofa in the dream. I woke up, got the children ready, got into the car and drove off to the Stapleton Airport in Denver, Colorado. I can't explain why I did that - only Baba's appearence prompted me do that. I had no idea about Rao's flight details. The only choice I had was to wait at the baggage claim. Gopal and Gayatri were excited about their father's arrival. After waiting for 25 minutes or so, I felt someone was walking behind me like a shadow. I suddenly turned around to see Rao. He was surprised to see us there. He said "how did you know I was coming now?". My reply sounded odd even to my ears. I said "Baba appeared in my dream and I came to the airport". Rao called home as soon as he landed, but we had already left home by then.
This was almost 28 years ago. I may have missed some details. By the way, the day he arrived was the one he chose originally.
Thanks Again Swami !!
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
The retreat dream - 1981 or 1982
Our center in Littleton, Colorado planned a mini-retreat. In this dream, Swami came to the retreat. I requested Him to come to my house. He said " I have to take care of something. I will be back in an hour." The next day, Carol, who was a great organizer of the cooking section narrated a dream of Swami. Her oldest son, who was 19 suffered from seizures. He was mentally challenged also. In the middle of the night, she heard his voice. She went to his room and asked him " Michael, what happened.?" He said that Baba appeared in his dream and told him "Michael, wake up. No more seizures. no more seizures." They both were excited. His seizures were less for a while.
Later on I came to know that the seizures had increased. But the interesting part is Carol's house was exactly one hour drive from the retreat area and my house.
Later on I came to know that the seizures had increased. But the interesting part is Carol's house was exactly one hour drive from the retreat area and my house.
Baba taking over the pain - 1981 or 1982
In this dream, I was in Puttaparthi. But my green checked sofa was there in the dream Swami was lying on the carpet parallel to the sofa. He was holding His hand against His stomach as though in severe pain. I asked someone "why is Baba suffering like that?" She said, He is taking over the pain of someone very close to Padma. "I am Padma. Oh no, I don't contact one of my sisters very much. May be she, her name is Pramada, is sick" I said. That was the end of the dream.
When I woke up, I called my mother in India and asked her how Pramada was doing. She said that everyone was doing good. I did not mention Baba since they did not believe in Him, but, I told her about the dream that someone close to me was sick. My mother said since I was away from all of them, I worry too much.
The next morning, I developed severe stomach pain on the right side. It was increasing every minute. I called Rao at work, he came home and took me to the doctor. The pain was unbearable and I developed high fever also. The doctor said that I should have my apendix removed by surgery. That night I was admitted into a hospital. The children were dropped off at a friend's house of their choice. They gave me the needed medications. Suddenly, there was another (emergency) surgery and the surgeon had to postpone mine.
I probably dozed off. When the medical team came to wheel me off to the surgery, I had no pain, no fever. They checked my appendix area, there was absolutely no problem there. I was sent home. As of today, it is still in tact.
So, who is it that is closest to me? - it was myself. Thanks Swami.
When I woke up, I called my mother in India and asked her how Pramada was doing. She said that everyone was doing good. I did not mention Baba since they did not believe in Him, but, I told her about the dream that someone close to me was sick. My mother said since I was away from all of them, I worry too much.
The next morning, I developed severe stomach pain on the right side. It was increasing every minute. I called Rao at work, he came home and took me to the doctor. The pain was unbearable and I developed high fever also. The doctor said that I should have my apendix removed by surgery. That night I was admitted into a hospital. The children were dropped off at a friend's house of their choice. They gave me the needed medications. Suddenly, there was another (emergency) surgery and the surgeon had to postpone mine.
I probably dozed off. When the medical team came to wheel me off to the surgery, I had no pain, no fever. They checked my appendix area, there was absolutely no problem there. I was sent home. As of today, it is still in tact.
So, who is it that is closest to me? - it was myself. Thanks Swami.
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