Miracles

....they actually happen

Miracles have always remained an enigma. Are they true? Can they happen? Is it all one big bluff? Well, in my experience, miracles are as true as the rising of the sun in the morning. But when the process is known, it ceases to be a miracle. We know how the computer and the internet works, how the mobile phone works. So it is no longer a miracle how two pieces of instruments across many oceans are able to send and receive words, pictures and sounds.

I have a friend called Gangotri. We have known each other since childhood, studied in the same school, college, university. She is now a very busy housewife with two brats for boys. Everytime she will come up with, "You know this miracle happened..." and now I know her only too well to disbelieve her.

Both of us were interested in the works of Sri Aurobindo since we studied his play, 'Perseus the Deliverer,' in our B.A. English class. She got hooked on to the books by the Mother and Sri Aurobindo later. She once read Wilfried's biography of The Mother and kept the book safely. When I went to her house to meet her, she searched for the book to show it to me. It was not there. Without a moment's delay she chanted "Om Namo Bhagavate" the mantra given by The Mother. And it was right in front of my eyes, she just stretched out her hand and picked up the book from a place she never would have kept it.

Well, to ordinary eyes, this might be a miracle. But I see it this way. When Gangotri was in an excited mind, wanting to show me the book, there was disturbance of vision and she couldn't see where it was. But when she chanted the mantra that she has been usually chanting, the mind quietened down and she could clearly lay her hands on the book. Simple.

Another bigger miracle in Gangotri's life, which I have been witness to. She wanted to admit her elder son in a school. By quirk of fate, her husband was not then employed. There was none to help or recommend for the child. She prayed to The Mother. Yet the child got a reject letter from the school. The headmistress said, "There are 150 seats and 600 applications, Where do I make the child sit, on the trees!"

Gangotri was unruffled. She continued with her prayers. A very queer incident happened. She had to take both her sons to the doctor for a chest x-ray. A group of sisters from the same school her son went for admission were also there to admit a teacher.
Seeing her alone with the baby and the elder boy, a teacher was looking after the elder one when the doctor was examining the baby. During the conversation, Gangotri's son, who was rattling of with the teachers said, he went to a school for an interview and the headmistress looked like custard and cerelac (the woman was Irish!). The teachers reported the conversation and the boy was admitted.!

Not just Gangotri. I have seen it in my life too. Just pray and get what I want. Whether I misplace a fire tongs in the kitchen, or I have to get on time for my assignment I just chant my Guru's name, "Om Namo Bhagavate Sri Aksharaya Swaha:" and miracles happened. Recently I was caught in a heavy traffic jam on my way home at night. In a main four-road junction, half the road was filled with vehicles because the lorries and containers refused to obey the red light. As the confusion prevailed, I was happily chanting and singing behind my helmet unmindful of the chaos around. Suddenly I looked behind and saw a train of vehicles and thought, "When I just need to pray and set things right, why am I not exercising my option." I prayed, "Swamiji, please help the traffic to get going." It was not more than half a minute when the trucks listened to the cops and the way was cleared for vehicles from all directions.

Now no Mother, no God or no Swamiji comes in person to do anything. Miracles just mean going to one's innermost self which is always watching. Then the consciousness is activated, the thoughts necessary for the desired situation to materialise, spring forth. The thought leads to the suitable actions and what one wishes happens. The chanting and prayer is not to produce any god, but to let our mind to know the presence of god.

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