Sunday, April 01, 2007
When The Student Is Ready The Teacher Appears - IV
The Day I Experienced LOVE
We took a bus ride from Gyan Sayrovar to Mahduban to meet the Administrative Head of the Brahma Kumaris. Dadi Prakasmani (fondly known as Dadiji) welcomes us at a hall with a gathering of over two hundred delegates from more than forty countries. I was one of them.
When Dadiji came on stage, everyone stood up to welcome her. I felt "something" I could not understand but I certainly knew I felt "something". It soon came upon me that I felt the same feeling I had as a little girl of about one to two years lying on my mother's lap drinking milk from a bottle. That was a feeling of motherly love. Very secured feeling. The kind of love where there is no expectations. The kind that left me feeling at peace with everything around me.
The arrow of Pure Love struck me there and then in the presence with Dadiji in an October evening in Mt Abu. I was simply mersmerised. My fellow travellers noticed through my body language, my facial expression - they noticed that I just become "different". I knew for sure I felt different. I experienced LOVE.
(Dadiji was close to ninety years of age, she was angelic in appearance. She had been a yogi for many decades and co-led the organization since 1969.)
