How my guru, Maharaj-ji, found me

I’ve been a spiritual person for a long time and, if I’ve gotten anywhere in life at all, I’ve always seen it as being on account of faith.

But, if you had told me just a couple of years ago that I would call someone my guru, leave an old life and go to his ashram, bow to his image feeling like crying, and call someone Baba — well I really, really wouldn’t have been able to imagine it. I considered myself spiritual but with enough “muggle” inside me to be skeptical of unexplainable devotion and strong emotion. And yet, here I am.

I do believe that’s one of the beauties of having a guru though, and in particular, the one I call my own: Maharaj-ji. You are constantly surprised by what opens up in your life and you see it all for what it is, incredible grace and love. How else to explain things you could never have planned or thought to happen in your own life?

Image from Neem Karoli Baba Ashram
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