This is a short, yet pretty concise and important posting reflecting the truth that what we see is by far not all that exists.
This is also for making people aware that when Mohanji gives someone a card, it is not just giving a card. It is like giving a passport to reach him. It is also an assurance of protection. Every card is alive and radiates energy.
This blog post is intended to make people aware that what they see is only the tip of the iceberg. There is much more energy mass hidden. And it takes patience and time, faith and purity to taste the divine energy.
So please read on.
An old friend from Northern Germany just called me to tell me the following story about Mohanji’s “powers”:
This friend is someone we could call spiritual and connected to God. She also came to the BTW meditation with Mohanji in Hamburg in April this year. Given her experience with Mohanji she was “convinced” of his purity, however back at home and looking at his spiritual card and – what she called – “dark” photo of him, she got doubts. In fact, she felt so uncomfortable looking at Mohanji’s photo on the card, that she wanted to get rid of it.
She did not want to just throw it away though. She was searching for a “respectful” way of disposal. In this search she carried the card around backwards and forwards, sometimes left it somewhere, forgot about it, and then the card popped up again, fell into her lap, appeared in her bathroom etc.
A couple of weeks ago she was fed up with not finding the right mode to get rid of the card and with the fact that it kept on appearing and continued to make her somehow nervous. So she decided to dispose it with the weekly paper recycling service (there is a paper collection service for each household run by the German government). She took her pile of old papers and dropped Mohanji’s spiritual card in there, wrapped it and left it in the street in front of her house ready for the collection. So the batch got picked up.
Few days later she gave the pedestrian area a sweep. Amongst the autumn leaves, dust and pebbles, she noticed a piece of paper. She bent down to have a look – and here we go: Mohanji’s spiritual card was back in her hands! Despite the rain , autumn wind and god knows what, the card was still fairly intact. And now she understood and resistance melted.
And guess where she keeps this card placed these days? In the drawer of her bedside table!
When this happened she wanted to speak to me immediately but could not reach me. She did not know where I was, but a day later she received my postcard from India…
Today we had a chance to talk, and this is what she told me:
“Marina, this is just mindblowing. It’s not a coincidence. And I have realised that I am by far not through with this man. So far I just caught a glimpse of him. I realise how closed I am for the good things laying right in front of me. I always had a deep feeling for India. Just why in the whole wide world do I not follow this inclination? My mind and my security thinking is in the way. I see it clearly. I keep telling this story to all my friend. Isn’t it just amazing how Mohanji’s card did not let go of me?! Marina, I also know deep within me, he has a bigger mission for humanity.”
This story really brought tears to my eyes. I’m so happy she understood something about Mohanji here.
And I am again impressed and humbled by the divine choreography.
When Mohanji was in Hamburg, he told her: “Do not worry. I am with you. I do not need anything from you. But, I will be with you.”
He kept his word.
No more to say at this point.
With love, Marina