Sahaja Yoga Experiences

I got my Realization when I was seven years old in ‘75. The first time I met Mother was quite a marked memory. My father, sometimes used to bring me up to London for the weekend as I lived with my grandparents until my father remarried. He first met Shri Mataji about that time, so he said I was going to meet this very special Indian lady. I had never actually met an Indian lady of any description before that point, which made it a little bit daunting, coming from a middle class commuter town just near Brighton. Shri Mataji was very different from what I imagined because an Indian lady, to me, would have been a distant person in a sari. And there was this quite remarkable lady who was very friendly. Instead of being anxious and not knowing what to do because it was a strange adult, it was really rather fun.

She asked me questions and Her eyes lit up and there was a huge smile and for some mysterious reason — being an adult now, I can’t remember why, I decided I had to be an elephant. It was in this flat in Gower Street where there was seventies-style furniture, including some wickerwork drink things to put your drinks inside. I turned these things upside down and stuck them on my feet and legs and kind of roared around the room and pretended to be an elephant.

When I did this, Mother just pitched Her head back with laughter and laughed and laughed. My father was horrified, sort of “Oh no, what’s he doing?” But Shri Mataji really brought the situation alive and made it all rather fun. And there was no sort of anxiety or anything like that. It’s great being a kid with Shri Mataji, you don’t have to think, “Do I have to be this or that?” You just sort of are.
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Tags: child, elephant, pretend play, realization

I am back home I remember entering in Shri Mataji’s house in Oxted in 1975. I was in jeans and waswearing an old US Army jacket full of holes. I kissed Her hand and gave Her flowers. Interestingly, I remember bowing and looking at the ground, so spontaneously. She commanded immediate respect. But my heart felt such a relief almost immediately. It is hard to say when exactly I started recognizing Mother, but clearly the heart was faster than the brain. It was greatly helped, no doubt, by the contagious feeling of lightness and joy, an enveloping feeling of affection and well-being that made you feel, “I am back home! Home, sweet home!”
Gregoire de K.

Tags: brain, flowers, heart, home

It was the 16th September 1975 that we first met Shri Mataji in that Judd Street flat and, similar to my brother, Pat A., it was a most momentous feeling. Even walking up the street to go to that flat, I had the strongest urge to run away I’ve ever had in my life. Even though I didn’t know where I was going and I had only been told, “This lady is a yoga teacher, but she doesn’t teach Hatha Yoga.” But I can remember thinking that if I wasn’t with people that I felt all right about all this — and would say, “What on Earth are you up to?” — I’d have run away. That’s how strong I could feel the force I was walking towards. And when we went in the flat and we were told to take off our shoes, which was strange for me, and told to sit down, I saw Shri Mataji working on this Indian gentleman, very strongly and sort of telling him off and sorting him out and I thought, “She is a Goddess.”

That was my first thought that came into my head and then I thought, “What on Earth do I mean by that? I don’t even know what a Goddess is.” But that’s what it felt like. Then She got on with seeing to everybody and when my turn came, She actually got up and walked around, as well as sat down, and She told me to put my hands out and asked me what I felt. And that second I felt my attention drawn to my hands and said, “Oh, I feel something.” She just said, “May God bless you. You’ve got it.”

I thought, “I’ve got it.” I had no idea what I had, but I knew I had it. And that was it. And She then went on to everybody else. It was just great. I was dealt with.
Maureen R.

Tags: force, godess, Hatha Yoga, realization

I’d seen Shri Mataji’s photograph before I met Mother. I’d heard about these meetings and I came to the last meeting at Judd Street. One damp Sunday afternoon, it was raining, and I came with my sister, Maureen. It had a huge impact on me because I’d heard that there was a yogi lady and I had this kind of idea that I’d walk into a room full of silence and perhaps there would be little bells tinkling somewhere. But it was so unlike what I’d expected that the effect on me was really quite profound. I immediately felt that this is what it must have been like to come across Christ teaching in the marketplace. It completely hit me like that, which was quite strange because religion wasn’t part of my life. Quite the opposite, I came from a hippie background. And I just felt that here was an amazing personality and my feeling was, “How can a being like this exist? How could someone like that be here?”

The whole room seemed full of light and there was a tremendous impression of how powerful Shri Mataji was, but She was just very sweet. She asked us to come and see Her and I came up and She put Her hand on me and said, “This one’s sick,” I think were the first words She said to me. And the meeting went on. It was amazing and magical. I didn’t really have a chance to figure out what it was all about, but I knew it was something quite momentous. That was the first meeting. She said I was sick and that I needed something for my stomach and She asked for a bottle and the strange thing was — no one else seemed to see this — but it seemed to me that I saw Her take the bottle, turn round and open a sort of door into some kind of an atomic furnace and put the bottle in, take it out, shut the door and give it to me. And I was quite astonished. And I took it home, drank it and it had the most extraordinary effect. It cleared me out. She said I had six months to live. Yes, I was really in quite a bad way. We went back for more meetings and I had a whole series of extraordinary experiences when She was there, but I think the thing that really hit me was a kind of gut reaction, a kind of recognition that this was someone. I kept getting the feeling that this was someone like Christ.

Tags: Christ, healing, hippie

The area where I used to live was round by Euston, near Tolmers Square in London and that area was a sort of high energy area. There were a lot of squatters and things like that there. We had a little community club there and one day in 1973 this fellow turned up, Mukund Shah, to teach us yoga. Over a year he tried all sorts of different yogas and meditations and then one day he went to see Shri Mataji and, because he had so much experience of so many sorts of yoga, he tended to be a bit skeptical and he felt vibrations, but not to sort of quantify it.

So he had this group of half a dozen of us that he used to teach yoga. So he said, “Look, I’ve found this new sort of yoga and all we have to do is sit down in front of this photograph of Shri Mataji and put your hands to it.” And he produced a little black and white photograph. It wasn’t much bigger than a postcard. And we sat there in his rather cold, drafty, old bank that we used to use as a social club and we sat there with our hands like this before Shri Mataji’s photograph. There was about five or six of us. And he came round and felt our hands and asked us what we felt and we all felt different sorts of things because we were all in different sorts of states of awareness due to what we’d done before. And anyway, we all obviously felt something and he said, “You get these vibrations from Shri Mataji. Would you like to come and meet Her at the Bharata Vidya Bhavan?” which was, at that time, on New Oxford Street.

The following Friday, we went off to the Bharata Vidya Bhavan. We met Shri Mataji and we sat at the back and listened to what She had to say and we realized it was something really nice. She was working on somebody at the time. We were aware that it was something special, but we had an inkling of what it might be, but weren’t prepared to admit to anybody, least of all ourselves, that we had actually met Adi Shakti. But I think, basically, we knew that it was special.

We went to Bharata Vidya Bhavan about two or three times and then, because the series was over, we moved to a house in Clare Court, Judd Street, where Mukund Shah used to live, just over the road from Kings Cross. We had a few meetings there and Shri Mataji told us about raising kundalini and this was one of the first experiences we had of actually hearing through Sahasrara.

She told us all our Sahasraras were open and She said, “Put your hands over your ears and cover them up completely and you’ll still be able to hear Me.” And we could. We had our hands over our ears and we could actually clearly hear what Shri Mataji was saying because we were hearing through our Sahasraras. Our Sahasraras had actually opened. So that was perhaps the first amazing experience, apart from feeling the vibrations, that we all had.

Tags: kundalini, sahasrara chakra, vibrations, yoga

It was the beginning of 1981 and we went to see a movie with Shri Mataji in Pune. There were about thirty of us from Australia on that first tour where there were buses. Shri Mataji told us all to go to this movie theatre one evening. She was supposed to come too, but the movie started and She had not yet arrived, so we all sat down. About ten minutes into the movie Shri Mataji arrived and She came and sat between my husband, then fiancé, Paul and myself. All through the movie She translated, because it was a Hindi movie. She told him the plot, who the villain was and what was happening. She laughed and laughed and it was absolutely wonderful. When She sat down, She put Her glasses on, and it struck me that this was such a human thing to do. It was a very enjoyable evening.
Caroline H.

Tags: Hindi movie, movies

It was 1989 when I was on the India tour, when we were at Brahamapuri, which was the Krishna River, and I had the opportunity to walk close to Shri Mataji. She did some footage for a video, and I put my shawl on a rock where She was going to sit down. She vibrated it, and when I put it on afterwards it felt like being wrapped up in the whole universe – there were so many vibrations.
We followed Her back, and She was barefoot. She stopped and looked at the sky. She told us to look at the sky, and the sky changed through about eight different colours in about thirty seconds. At the end it turned this very dark pink colour.
‘That is Me. When you see that colour, know that I am there,’ She said, and this was the colour of Shri Mahalaxshmi.

Tags: Brahmapuri, Krishna River