Sree Guru Gyana

RAMANA MAHARSHI A villager had a dream in which he was told to offer his next calf to Ramanasramam. He brought his cow and the calf to Bhagavan. The jungle around the Ashram was thick at that time and there were cheetahs. The Ashram people were perplexed and refused the offer, but the villager was taking his dream seriously and would not take the calf away. The mother cow had to remain with the calf to feed her. Finally, the cow and the calf were entrusted to a devotee in the town. The calf became the famous cow Lakshmi. She grew up and had three calves within a few years. She would come daily to the Ashram to have her meals, graze on the Ashram land, enter the Hall and sit contentedly near Bhagavan. In the evening, she would go back to the town as other women did. Once Lakshmi came into the Hall. She was pregnant at that time. It was after lunch time when Bhagavan was reading the newspapers. Lakshmi came near and started licking the papers. Bhagavan looked up and said: “Wa...

SHRI DEVRAHA BABA Ashram run by two close disciples wizard. One of them, on behalf of Bali Maharaj, was a boy, when Baba came to a merchant with his wife and asked yogina show him a miracle. Baba told Bali to take the fistful of rice in the palm and to throw into the air. To throw rice stood in the air, creating a sacred syllable “Om.” – Nonsense! – Exclaimed the merchant. – These stunt shows fakir in our village. Show me a miracle! – Well, – spoke Devraha Baba and waved his hand. A salesman turned into a buffalo. The wife he was received by the yell, the buffalo that is not responsive – he stood peacefully chewed their cud. Luckless trader kept in this state forty minutes, Baba returned to him a human face. Then the two – and the merchant, and his wife fell down in front of Baba, and after that until the end of his life remained loyal. Devraha Baba was Brahmarishi – this is the highest level of comprehension of yoga. According to Devraha, He wasn’t born from a woman’s womb...

SWAMI SRI YUKTESWAR GIRI “I will tell you a few—each one with a moral!” Sri Yukteswar’s eyes twinkled with his warning. “My mother once tried to frighten me with an appalling story of a ghost in a dark chamber. I went there immediately, and expressed my disappointment at having missed the ghost. Mother never told me another horror-tale. Moral: Look fear in the face and it will cease to trouble you. “Another early memory is my wish for an ugly dog belonging to a neighbor. I kept my household in turmoil for weeks to get that dog. My ears were deaf to offers of pets with more prepossessing appearance. Moral: Attachment is blinding; it lends an imaginary halo of attractiveness to the object of desire. “A third story concerns the plasticity of the youthful mind. I heard my mother remark occasionally: ‘A man who accepts a job under anyone is a slave.’ That impression became so indelibly fixed that even after my marriage I refused all positions. I met expenses by investing m...

SHRI GAJANAN MAHARAJ Sensing him to be a saint, Bankat took him home and asked him to stay with him. Legends say that in his lifetime, he performed many miracles such as giving a fresh lease on life to one Janrao Deshmukh, lighting the clay-pipe without fire, filling a dry well with water, drawing sugar cane juice by twisting canes with his hands, and curing leprosy of a woman. On the holy occasion of Somavati Amawasya,Shree Maharaj had been at Omkareshwar (Madhya Pradesh) along with few devotees for holy dip in Narmada River. When they were sailing in boat, the devotees witnessed the most challenging breath taking moment. The water from Narmada encroached into the boat and the devotees felt the risk of submerging in the bed of Narmada. When they had given hope and started looking at Maharaj with an appeal to overcome the situation Shree simply remained calm and smiled at them. Goddess Narmada had an opportunity to pray the messenger of God. She appeared as simple fisherwo...

SHRI AKKALKOT MAHARAJ In Bhilwadi Village (Sangli, Maharashtra), located on river Krishna, there is a temple of Goddess Bhuvaneshwari. Sriguru passed four months of Chaturmas under an Audumber tree on the western bank of this river. There was an old Brahmin who stayed in Kolhapur, Maharashtra and was well versed in the Vedas and the Shastras. A son was born to him at this old age, but his son was a dullard by birth. Both the parents were so distressed with the undeveloped mental state of their son that they died out of shock. The boy became an orphan and started wandering from place to place. The Brahmins in the village performed his thread ceremony, so that he would be able to maintain himself by collecting alms. They also thought this might infuse some common sense and understanding in him. Unfortunately, there was no change in the boy’s condition. There was no improvement in his dullness. Everyone censured and despised him wherever he went. He was so much ashamed that ...

SHRI LAHIRI MAHASAYA I was addressing Srimati Kashi Moni, the life-companion of Lahiri Mahasaya. Finding myself in Benares for a short period, I was fulfilling a long-felt desire to visit the venerable lady. She received me graciously at the old Lahiri homestead in the Garudeswar Mohulla section of Benares. Although aged, she was blooming like a lotus, silently emanating a spiritual fragrance. She was of medium build, with a slender neck and fair skin. Large, lustrous eyes softened her motherly face. “Son, you are welcome here. Come upstairs.” Kashi Moni led the way to a very small room where, for a time, she had lived with her husband. I felt honored to witness the shrine in which the peerless master had condescended to play the human drama of matrimony. The gentle lady motioned me to a pillow seat by her side. “It was years before I came to realize the divine stature of my husband,” she began. “One night, in this very room, I had a vivid dream. Glorious angels floated...

SRI TRAILANGA SWAMI He walked to Rameshwaram in South India. It is here that the first of a number of powerful miracles certified the depth of his yogic powers. The story is told that he stopped and blessed the corpse of a young child amidst a large funeral procession. Much to the surprise of all the thousand or so mourners, the boy suddenly came to life. Without a word the saint disappeared. This is the story of the life of Trailinga Swami, an Indian Saint who did tremendous sadhana for over 250 years and attained to the heights of spiritual knowledge. Even during his life, many realized him to be an incarnation of Shiva. Shree Maa has had an intuitive sense of him for many years of her life, and would like to share this life with all of us as a source of inspiration for perseverance in our  sadhana.On  many occasions the swami was seen to drink, with no ill effect, the most deadly poisons. Thousands of people, including a few who are still living, have seen Trailan...