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Various Personal Articles by students of Prem Rawat

  • Maharaji in Corleone, Italy
    July 3rd, 2008, by Jule Kowarsky

  • A Story from Taiwan

    On the street, among the crowds, I watched the face of each person, trying to find the face familiar to me. The one I was looking for was my best friend, my brother and sister, and I had to find her. From sunrise to sunset, from spring to fall, things changed but I never forgot my search.

    When I married my husband, because we are so alike, everybody said, "He is the one you have been looking for."  But my heart was still searching. When my baby was born, I watched her. I thought she was that dearest person for whom I had been searching. I was elated, but my heart was still searching.

    That was only until a person came into my life, gave me a very precious gift and said, "What you are looking for is inside of you." Then I moved into another domain. Now I can rest. I don't need to search any more. Looking in retrospect, the one that I was searching for was myself!

    Juichin Lin, Taiwan

  • From Israel
    Apr 10, 2008

    The public event in Tel Aviv was extraordinary. Maharaji was like a storm, so powerful that nobody moved. When it was over people stayed in their seats for along time. Some of my guests came to ask me, "Is that it?"

    My father was there. He has always been a skeptic. Before the event he told me, "Why doesn't he write a book? He would be saying the same things anyway, and he would not have to travel around the world." But after the event he wouldn't leave. My mother said, "Lets go." My brother said, "Lets go." But my father just stood there after almost everyone left.
    In the lobby he said, "What beautiful people. You can see they like peace and they like enjoying life." A friend of mine said, "It was so powerful! When he speaks you fly."

    Next day there was an event in the park. I could see the park from my parents window and I couldn't wait. My heart was beating.

    It was the first time for me to be so involved at an event, and I saw that he followed no plan or schedule. He followed his feelings, and things changed in the last moment. I was the MC at the event. He asked me if I was nervous about doing it, and I made a funny face. He told me its just a concept that an MC is needed, and that usually the MC is such a nervous wreck that they don't enjoy the event. So, a few hours before the second event I was filmed doing the announcements. It was a bit embarrassing to see my face on the huge screen, but better than having to MC on stage. I got to talk and chat with him. He made me feel very comfortable. He is so peaceful and centered and real. Just to chat with him was a great learning experience. I love to be in this centered place and I try to when I remember this meeting - and believe me, I remember it a lot. He gave me so much, so much.

    At these events Maharaji awakened the passion for life and for peace.

    (from Michali in Tel Aviv)
  • Waiting For Maharaji — by Mitch Ditkoff

  • Happy for No Reason — by Mitch Ditkoff


    When I was 21, I came within five seconds of drowning in the Atlantic ocean. As I was going down for the third time, I looked to the shore and realized that this – my last moment – was the most lucid moment of my life. Everything else was a cartoon. Unreal. Fake.

    Maharaji - Prem RawatIn the state I was in, only one thing was certain. I wanted to live. And in that moment, which felt like my last, something extraordinary took over – way beyond my exhaustion– and got me to the shore. It moved me… it swam me… until I – completely out of breath – could finally stand. And when I did, all I could do was fall to my knees and kiss the ground.

    And then I cried, singing whatever children’s songs I could think of. In that moment of pure exaltation, I was totally empty and full at the very same time. Saturated with grace. Complete. Needing nothing. No philosophy, no religion, no path, no politics, no future, no past. Only the simple joy of being alive.

    When I think about Maharaji and what he has shown me it feels very much the same. In such a simple and loving way, he has connected me not only to the will to live, but to the primal force that moves me – the thing that swam me many years ago when I had nothing left to give. As my teacher, he has taught me many things – and all without a book. How to be who I am. The preciousness of human life. How to be in the moment. What it means to really appreciate. And how to be a student.

    As his student, I have learned that it doesn’t matter what I know, but who I am. Or more correctly, what I am. It’s what the poets pray to feel, so finally they’d have something worth writing about. When I feel it – and I do a lot – I am happy for absolutely no reason at all. Happy like someone on permanent vacation. Completely alive. Free. Content in a way that requires no action to prove itself whole.

    I’m talking unconditional love, folks. The big U.C. No strings attached. Free Parking in Monopoly. Unexpected snow day for the child within you. First kiss. Second chance. Arriving by already being there. More fun than you’ve ever had and there’s nothing’s going on. Voila! The peace that passes all understanding – even when your hard disk crashes.

    Who is Maharaji? That’s for you to figure out. All I know is this: When I’m with him, I never want to leave. And when I do, my life begins all over again – whatever I was, before that moment, being left behind like some kind of second skin. Refreshed, renewed, re-awakened once again, I return to what I’ve come to call “my life” and stand amazed. With great respect for your personal path and all the effort you are making to be free.

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