The Sankalpa Blessing

excerpt from Sankalpa Blessing.. 

The Sankalpa Blessiing

On the Full moon day) Satya Sai Baba appeared in an inner vision and spoke “write the book” call it “die hard ” I wish He was kidding. Two years later He came out of the Bhajan Hall and stood on the mandir, facing toward my direction.  From across the 12 rows of female students,  I sat crosslegged, in the front row,  facing the mandir.  The manuscript  was in a pile of loose papers in front of me.  

It had been 5 years since I had been to India and His ashram and the experiences within reprented my personal experiences and feelings toward what had been endured.  It didn't surprise me when He began to speak to me, in perfect American Sign Language,  as He had done it before, in the very 1st time I saw Him with my physical eyes...but it was a rarity for Him to communicate to me in that way.   But Whaat He communicated t o me did shock me...He spoke “put the book together with binding, prepare it with a front and back cover, I will Bless it”    I saw what I saw.  (sign language interpreting was my formal education degree) It was another “nod” to the 1st time entering His mandir and amazingly enough , sat next to a deaf woman who was fluent in American sign language.  “He signed very well” she relayed, and had had an “ Interview” with Him that very morning.  

This communication and the varying dimensions in which He communicated., in dreams visions speaking and now in .sign language seemed to be the bridge between which world He was authenticating.  (this is an important distinction)  Between the visual and the audial..between what is plainly obvious to me, but hidden from others depending on ones education and experience. How the ignorant can dismiss the. truth and the catastrophic results to themselves and others that result from that ignorance.  The miracle of the personal relationship that cannot be spoken of. as all it does is foster the listeners issues..with another blessings.   

After the Bhajans He walked within inches of the loose papers piled in front of me. His sideways glance at the loose papers caught my eye. The sideways glance…and enigmatic smile that was later captured in photographs often. ( He knew that I knew He noticed the papers, but to others, that would be considered delusional).  He could appear to be looking at you from any direction or movement of the eye.  But I knew it couldn’t have been wishful thinking.  Sign Language is clear when when one is familiar with the communication of it. The trick is not to speak on it and offer it up to the ridicule of the ignorant and belittle the truth of another’s true communication. 

The next afternoon with His “signed” directions complete, sitting in the exact same spot as the previous day another Deja vu. He stood on the mandir facing me, and again In perfect sign language,  “prepare yourself” “I am coming to you” “I will Bless the book”! Ok I thought this is it . I’m either crazy or He will acknowledge my inner visions and dreams  of the last years since He rescued me from the malicious channellers  and the resultant life direction I took that He asked me to write,  and call "die hard"  Now He was coming to validate the dreams and His direction to write the stories...  preparing me to receive the Blessing  via Sign language!  Preparing me for what I was about to endure upt to the moment whan He arrived in front of me.  While He  turned to sit sat on the Mandir for the evening bhajans (singing) 

 My heart began to Burn and burn for the entire duration of the singing and arthi..(a ritual where flame is used to invoke cleansing and Blessings from a diety)  

The heat and fire became more intense, as the singing continued. It was not a soft burn but a heat so intense, my awareness was of nothing else. Thoughts disappeared.  

My Heart was On Fire. 

During the singing, He raised both hands as if  raising the vibration of the crowd,  but to me the the fire in my heart intensified with each movement of His hands.   I could barely breath,  I thought I might die...my Heart a swirling whirlpool of molten fire..…Nothing else existed.   Then He stood up, and   facing where I sat, “signed again” that He was “coming now", as if there was only He and I in an inner vision.   The inner vision where no words are spoken except in the rarest of circumstance..the Vision was enough of a conversation..the silence conveyed feeling and nuance..the presence in the inner. vision conveyed all the teaching..all the grace..all the healing, all the answers..without the inconvenient words and explanations..  To have Him approach me in the inner vision there is a silent quality of that darshan.. This outer darshan reflecting His approach was also silent..but the fire and burning in my heart was beyond endurance.  It was loud but silent..it was. the only awareness other than His presence.  I felt like my body was floating in the lotus position in front of Him.  

The fire in my heart became unbearable. No voice no other awareness except the Heart on fire. My body still, my concentration on the heart and my eyes on Him. I cannot convey the intensity of a moment in millennia.  As I write the words I feel the moment as intensely as the the actual experience..the cleansing of my heart break manifest in that moment...I hope for eternity.  

He moved off the Mandir gliding toward me, with every eye upon Him including mine.  He walked straight towards me and held my gaze, until He arrived squarely in front of me looking deeply into my eyes smiling. As I held up the manuscript,  His right Hand was raised in Blessing and then lowered to rest on the book.. And then He  did it again! And then again! Three  seperate times His Hand Blessing came down that created a “splash of energy” in all directions. Each time the wave of energy became more intense. It was other worldly.  

                                                               One Brief day out of eternity,

                                                          Under this tree, Lord Chaitanya had

                                                       given Prema, Pure love of God, and the

                                            Tree, love stricken, had blossomed with ripe meteors,

                                                      with never before seen colours, a new 

                                                    thick white light. Exquisite flowers burned

                                                         like stars on its branches, which bowed

                                                             down in reverence as explosions of

                                                              Ecstasy scattered the seeds of the

                                                     Holy Name which fell to the fertile ground.

                                                                                anonymous

When i came to my sense He was still standing in front of me...I responded fast holding up the pen received from the “Minister of Justice” offices for having written regarding an injustice experienced from their exclusion of disabled for receiving legal aide to address remedies that create suicidal ideations. The minister of justice ’s response was he couldn’t help me, but his office sent a pen for me to write again. SSB motioned toward the pen palm toward it three times “wait wait wait”…Then moved on.. the fire in my heart that was still burning finally subsided… that was Nov 12, 2002 after the evening Bhajans,   Two days later, no more books were allowed in public darshans after that time due to paper bombs being detonated in other parts of India.  I knew the triple blessing was given to address the policy that would stop me from continuing the effort to finish what was considered by me the task He had requested of me.  What He healed in me, why He healed it, and what was endured after the Healing seems inconsequential..but to the person experiencing the betrayals and the results..was the reason for His advent and being..In a nutshell..What I did with the gifts received..which path I took is the dedication to the foundations set up by Sai Baba of Shirdi, and the continuing mission of Satya Sai Baba..in the pursuit of liberation...

The connectivity of the three worlds for peace. while living.. .  cannot forsake one for the other to attain that True Being. . Although the disenfranchisement can cause people to recede into the other dimensions in order to survive.  To devalue the humanity is the travesty of channelers and Healers who consider themselves the healer and receive sustenance for the healing...is the most dangerous path...Doctors are also symbolically included as often doctors are not healers... The nuances of societal recogntion against the silent endurance of the true healing every person is capable of...the lies of the heirarchy and caste systems...at the core of His incarnations....I only have stories that weave the worlds into a vortex created by my personal resipts of photographs of the avatar..as illustrations of following the spirit heart and His written and verbal teachings to the best of my ability, and within my unrematkable life. To change  false perceptions  and policies in the world we live in.. to foster the true golden age..within my limited scope and individual networking..like a small pebble in the water...The photographs are released along with the stories  He has indicated within my heart to include.  

”The everything is as it should be" people who show their ignorance by that statement..Satya Sai Baba presence proves that statement false..by His own words of why He alit on earth.   There is no fostering in the Satya Yuga with that attitude.  The dilemma of truth and being. 

“Satya Sai Baba RARELY Blesses books more than once” A long time resident who knew Satya Sai Baba’s actions well and witnessed the Blessing explained “a thrice Blessed book is called a “Sankalpa Blessing”. A Sankalpa is setting an intention, or reciting a mantra, but taking it a step beyond. Creating a Sankalpa is a deeper, more thoughtful, and long-term practice.  

I returned to. Canada…

…The dreams and visions of “The avatars” kept coming.  Only a very few of those stories are included in this last edition written for over 35 years for reasons of sheer volume.  I have concentrated mostly on the concepts that He has confirmed to include from the voice in my heart….not an easy task….to reveal the deepest pains paradoxes and betrayals to truth…