Chapter 18: Swami Kriyananda
Swamiji! I remember a year ago, when only thinking of meeting someone who had been personally in Yogananda’s presence would bring tears to my eyes! The main and almost the sole motivation behind my trip to Ananda Village was the opportunity to see Swamiji, to be in his presence. This wish has been fulfilled, and how much so! I had blessing to be in Swamiji’s presence five times during the six days I have been at the Village, one of them being a personal interview with him.
It all started a year ago, when I was helping Marga with a few translations for Ananda Spanish. Marga and I became friends quick, and she suggested that I “come to Ananda Village next summer”, and told me Swami Kriyananda would be visiting the community by that time. Even though I did want to meet Swamiji, I was hesitant: a bit because I had read some disturbing things on the internet, a bit because I knew the trip would cost me a lot of money, and I didn’t know if it was worth it, and a bit because I was just afraid to meet a true saint and to make contact, for first time in my life, with people who shared my goals and interests. It was a big step, and I was scared.
The offer was left in the air. I hesitatingly asked Marga once if it was alright if I visited the Village for a weekend, but she told me that was too short a stay for such an expensive trip. She was right, of course; I was both relieved and disappointed.
At some point, many months later, I wrote to Swamiji regarding some personal family problems. He gave me some good advice on how to deal with it (can he give anything but good advice?) and then suggested that I go to visit Ananda Village “next summer”; he said that he would be staying there during that time, and that he would be happy to have the opportunity to greet me there. By then, I had no more doubts that I wanted to meet Swamiji, but I was still scared.
Upon a second e-mail to him, he suggested again that I visit the community during the summer and see him. I didn’t want to get my hopes up, but when I got an e-mail from Miriam, telling me, “If you can go to Ananda Village during the summer, do write to me so I can arrange a meeting for you with Swamiji,” I couldn’t help myself! A meeting with Swami! All I had wanted to was to see him, and now this possibility opened up! What a joy! I didn’t say anything to anyone about this, because I didn’t want to be pressured into making the trip: I was still scared of it, and thus, hesitant. In this second e-mail, Swamiji also put me in contact with Seva; how grateful I am to him for that!
Most of my blocks were already gone, but I was still afraid of making the trip. That’s where Seva comes in: we had been having contact by e-mail for a few weeks, when she suggested that I visit Ananda Village during the summer, and mentioned that Swami would be staying there during that time. Again, the same suggestion, from a third person! What could I say? I felt a deep bond with Seva, so I confessed to her I was hesitant; I did not want to admit (to myself or to others) that I was afraid, however; so I gave her another, secundary reason to justify my “need” to “think about it.”
Her response, however, proved the adequate for every reason I could have come up with, hidden or not.
She e-mailed me with the reply: “You have to do your dharma first, and only you can tell what it is.” Dharma is a Sanskrit word for “right action”. It refers to whatever action that will take the person to God: whether it is being a king or working as a table waiter, it’s always what is needed to help the person’s development and, eventually, attain freedom.
Her response affected me deeply: I couldn’t find any way around it! To do my dharma was my duty as a devotee, and I knew that it was making the trip to Ananda Village, I just had never seen it in that light (how many times since then, my decisions have become so much easier to make because of that simple advice!). I wrote her back, finally confessing I was afraid, but telling her that she was right and assuring I would start to move on that direction right now. Interestingly, but not surprisingly, all my fears disappeared as I started to take steps to make that trip happen; they were replaced by a joyful anticipation!
After buying my plane tickets, I e-mailed Miriam to let her know when I was going and to ask her if the possibility still existed of having a meeting with Swamiji. When two or three weeks had passed without receiving a response, however, I started to despair! As last resource, I wrote directly to Swamiji, telling him I had finally decided to go to Ananda Village and that I looked forward to see or meet him. His reply, when it came, brought me relief along with it: he gave me Lakshman’s e-mail address and told me to write to him in order to arrange an appointment. Contacting Lakshman, we agreed that I would call him by telephone upon my arrival to the community, to talk about it.
That’s the story of how I started to move toward the realization of my first goal of the trip, which had evolved from seeing Swamiji to actually meeting him in a personal appointment. Nothing was certain yet, as he had told me, “Lakshman can make us an appointment, providing that my health and schedule allow it;” and, considering his age and all the work he does, I thought there may very well be a high chance that they wouldn’t “allow” my meeting with him!
My fears were further fed, moreover, when Marga wrote me, right after Spiritual Renewal Week (some two weeks before I went to Ananda): “Swami has given a lot of classes and his health has suffered in consequence, he needs repose to recover for now.” Despite this, when I got into the plane, I hoped and prayed for the best.
Before I get into my own encounters with Swamiji, however, I’ll take a break to belie the things that are said on a couple of websites about him and Ananda. I mentioned before that I had read some disturbing things about Swamiji and the community. Even when I first read those things, I found them too incredible and improbable to believe them. However, I could not disbelieve them, because it is in my nature to trust on people’s word, and I cannot conceive how people can say “black” with all naturality when it’s actually “white.”
In spite of this, months before I made the trip to Ananda I had already banished all my doubts: I had done a lot of study, reading and research on those topics, and I believed wholeheartedly that these “disturbing sites” were telling lies. Yogananda said: “There’s always persecution if you are in the spiritual path. God wants to make sure His devotees love Him sincerely.” Swamiji was no exception to this rule… as a matter of fact, he is a big example of it!
My opinion before I went to Ananda Village was, “that’s just not true”. My opinion, however, was changed after I went to Ananda Village; now I can say truly that those accusations are the most ridiculous thing I have read in my life! They are so ridiculous that I don’t even feel indignation, they’re completely laughable! I have seen firsthand the love and respect the community members have for Swamiji; I have seen firsthand the joy and bliss that are reflected in Swamiji’s eyes; I have seen firsthand that the community is one of harmony, trust, joy, and dharma. I have seen all this, and more, much more, that can leave no doubt at all (not that I had any anymore, anyway!) about the untruthfulness of the websites I could not get myself to disbelieve when I first read them.
I could say more about this topic, but a summary is enough. I would rather go right now into my own joyful encounters with Swami Kriyananda!
As I’ve hinted at in chapter 12, the realization of my goal (at least, the old version of it) came only a few hours after my arrival. At the special lunch of the Meditation Retreat, when Amanda and I were walking into the building to get our food, she suddenly turned and looked at me:
“Have you met Swami yet?” she asked.
“Um… no, but…”
“Come, I’ll introduce you to him.”
That being said, she took me by the wrist and led me through the tables, until I saw a table longer than the rest and, sitting in the middle, wearing a blue t-shirt, Swami Kriyananda himself! As soon as I saw him, I froze where I stood: it was like I had been stopped by an invisible force field that now was holding all of my members still! Amanda, apparently not noticing this, went up to him to get his attention. I advanced a few steps hurriedly to get into earshot of him, and then he looked to me, waved his hand and greeted me with his deep, joyful voice: “Hi!”
I made a few feeble attempts to respond: it was in vain; I either couldn’t or wouldn’t speak. A bit of both, actually: I did not want to say anything, but I could not manage to do so anyway. When he saw I didn’t respond (except with a huge smile and an occasional chuckle), he greeted me again: “Hola!” he said. I laughed and responded “Hola!” “¿Cómo está?” he added (it means “how are you?”); to this, again, I didn’t respond except with a laugh, while I kept looking at him and smiling from ear to ear. Finally, he said “Hi” again, this time in less of a greeting manner and in more of an affective tone, and went back to eat. I stood there speechless for a few moments, until Amanda started to lead me again to the house. I was in shock.
Brief as the encounter was, it touched me very deeply. I must confess that I don’t have any clear recollection of the event. All I can remember clearly are Swamiji’s eyes and his voice: his eyes radiating so much joy and kindness that one could be overwhelmed by it; and his voice, so sincere and so full of joy! This was my first darshan, and I could see firsthand the joy Swamiji lives in, reward for a lifetime of service to his guru. “He lives in that joy all the time,” Nirmoha said to me when I related to him the experience. My later encounters with him only served to confirm this view!
Two days later, on Wednesday, I had another surprise meeting with him, when I ended up attending to an event I did not know about!
I was walking up to Crystal Hermitage that evening to meditate in the chapel, when a car stops next to me.
“Are you going to Crystal Hermitage?” someone asked me.
“Yes.”
“Do you want a ride?”
“Well… uh… sure, thank you!”
There I met Rose and four other people I don’t remember the names of; I also met the car, which has a name of its own! Sadly, I don’t remember that one, either. In any case, we chatted animatedly until we arrived to Crystal Hermitage, where we all got out of the car and I thanked my hosts for the ride. Then, looking around, I noticed there were a lot of people coming, so I turned to my friends again and asked:
“Is something happening here?”
“What? Well, of course! We’re going to bless,” she then mentions the names of a couple and, seeing unrecognition in my face, she asked, “you didn’t know?”
“No…”
At this they all laughed and asked me what I was coming to do to the Hermitage, I responded and they laughed again and told me: “You have a good timing! You can come down with us if you want. This couple is going to travel to Los Angeles soon to start a work there, and we’re having a sort of farewell party. Swami will probably be there, too.”
I gladly accepted the invitation and walked down the stairs with them. It is true I didn’t know the couple who were leaving, but, as they were part of my spiritual family, I wished them the best along with all the rest of the people. Swamiji was there, but of course, he wouldn’t draw the attention to himself (no more attention than he normally attracts anyway!) and I tried, too, to focus on the event and the couple rather than on him, out of respect for them and the purpose of the meeting. After a brief speech, everyone started to talk to everyone and I sort of hung out there, unsure of what to do (I had to wait for Rose and the rest of the people to be ready to go before leaving myself, because I had forgotten my flashlight inside their car). Interestingly, however, I was present and saw when Swamiji bestowed a spiritual name upon someone: Jivami, if I remember it right.
Grateful that I had gotten another chance to go into Crystal Hermitage and also to see Swamiji, I ended my day meditating in the Chapel, then walked back to Serenity House and went to bed.
I also had the occasion to see him at work. Both Thursday and Friday, a dear friend offered to take me to see Swamiji while he recorded a program of “Answers to common spiritual questions.” There you can find a lot of people from the community who leave their workplace to gather around him as he does his recording, only to have the blessing of being in his presence! I gained wonderful insights out of these recordings: mostly the Friday one, since he left the “basic” questions to go into topics of which I hadn’t yet read or heard about. No matter if the topics were basic or complex, though: I gladly jumped at the opportunity to spend an hour and half per day in Swamiji’s presence (anyway, his talks have a way to be always interesting, even if you have heard about the topics a hundred times already), and it is always good to be reminded of the basics. After all, if we really mastered these “basics” (beyond just having the intellectual grasp of them), we would be masters ourselves, already!
Those are four out of five times I saw Swamiji while I was in Ananda Village. The fifth time (fourth chronologically, but the most important, so I left it for last!) was the personal appointment I had so looked forward to!
As you might remember, Monday afternoon was when I first met Lakshman in lunch, and then at Crystal Hermitage. That day, after lunch, he told me he would ask Swamiji about the appointment after he woke from his nap. He warned me, however, that Swamiji “lives very much in the moment, and he doesn’t like to plan things too much in advance. He sets up these things for the same day or, at most, for the next.” He then told me he would contact me through the message board of The Expanding Light, which, of course, I checked all the time during the following days!
Tuesday afternoon, Seva asked me if there were any news about the appointment; I told her no. She suggested that I call Lakshman to ask him again about the topic; hesitatingly, I finally told her I would.
That evening I called Lakshman and asked him how it was going, feeling somewhat guilty about calling him for work issues, and apologizing for asking again, when he had already told me he would see to it.
“It’s no problem,” he said, “I know it’s important. After all, that’s the reason why you came here!”
“Yes… thank you,” I responded.
“Look, I asked Swami about it this afternoon, and it didn’t work for him to see you either today or tomorrow; he often leaves these things to the last available day.” My heart jumped a little: I had only two days left already!
“He remembers you, though,” Lakshman went on, “he remembers greeting you at the lunch. He also told me he would like to talk to you. So, I’m sure you’ll get the appointment. It will have to be on Thursday or Friday, but it will happen. I will ask him again tomorrow and let you know.”
That being said, I thanked him and hung the phone, relieved greatly by his reassurance, but still somewhat nervous. A little worried, I headed to the Healing Prayers class.
I didn’t talk to Lakshman about the issue on Wednesday, knowing that I wouldn’t get the appointment that day anyway. Thursday morning, however, when I went to see Swamiji recording his “Answers to common spiritual questions” program, he said as soon as he came into the room: “I am not feeling very well today, so let’s see what I can do.” Dreaded words! The conditions he’d given me for the appointment in his last e-mail to me, “if my health and schedule permit it”, came back to my mind in full potency. Effectively, after the recording, Lakshman met me and said: “Swamiji isn’t feeling very well today, so it will probably be tomorrow. I will ask him, though, and if he wants to see you today, I’ll send you a message to The Expanding Light. So, do check at 4:30PM to see if there is any message for you.” I thanked him again and went back to The Expanding Light.
At 3:30 I met Cristina in the Dining Room and she invited me to attend to a class by Byasa on the Yuga cycles; I asked her how long the class would be and she told me an hour, so I accepted, thinking of going to check for a message from Lakshman right after the class. As it happened, however, the speech took longer than anticipated and it would finish later than first thought. I wasn’t too concerned, because if I did have a message, I thought, it wouldn’t be on such a short notice.
Surprise! At 4:32 Jeannie enters the temple (that’s where the class was being given) and shows me a piece of paper with some handwritten letters in it. It read: “Hezequiel 5PM Swami”. She silently cheered for me as I tried to put a step in front of the other to go outside, amidst bursts of relief, gratitude, expectation… and joy! I still keep the paper as a memory of that moment.
Out of the temple, she asked me how I was going to get to Crystal Hermitage in 25 minutes. I told her I could probably get there in time by walking, but she was certain she could find me a ride and I was happy to accept one. Once that was organized, I was left at the entrance of Crystal Hermitage and I slowly went down the steps, reached Lakshman’s office, and waited for him to tell me what to do next, and to thank him for everything!
Lakshman then led me into the house, and through that little door with the “private” sign which I had looked at so avidly four days before! He guided me through the private quarters (a veritable maze if I ever saw one) to a large room of which I couldn’t see much (I was still in a corridor) and said: “Swamiji, here is Hezequiel.” I approached the door and saw the dear figure of Swamiji sitting there, looking at me and smiling. Lakshman then retired.
That’s how, the 4th September of 2008, I finally achieved this goal, thanks to the help of Divine Mother and many dear friends.
An interesting point is that, mentally, I had been comparing my own coming to Ananda with Swamiji’s coming to Self-Realization Fellowship sixty years before: my age, the fact that I’d traveled across the continent only to see him, among other things. It wasn’t because of any presumption on my part, but because my mind automatically makes those comparisons to help me convince myself I’m not a lost cause in the spiritual path! (similar comparisons often arise trying to convince me I am a lost cause) The interesting thing about it is that both Swamiji and Lakshman seemed to react to this thought of mine (which I never expressed to them, or anyone) and to reflect it in their actions. I didn’t realize this, however, until a few hours after the meeting.
I do not know what is the way Swamiji normally greets people who come to see him, but in my case he motioned me to sit down, and then asked: “What may I do for you?” I had wanted very much to say “I want to be your disciple”, but I discarded it, remembering he always says he is no one’s guru and, therefore, he has no disciples: they are all Yogananda’s disciples (Yogananda said exactly the same thing, however: “God is the guru”, and I often wonder if there is any difference); maybe I should have anyway. What I did instead, though, was to laugh nervously, taken by surprise by such a direct question to which I didn’t know what to answer! After a few words to give my brain time to come out of the shock (I thanked him and such), I finally got to the point.
If you’ve read my post “Five days of stories!”, you might remember that I commented on Swami’s talk on Spiritual Renewal Week: “Bringing Yogananda’s Mission to the World”, saying there were three things that had touched me especially and deeply. Well, these three things are what I wanted to talk to him about. I will try to quote the conversation as good as I can remember it, but it’s a fact that I remember very clearly some parts (the important things, I hope!), and very poorly some others (like what words he used to pass from one subject to the other). I’m also presenting a summarized version of it.
The first question I asked him was, “I wanted to know… what is God’s will for me?”
After a brief pause, he said: “God’s will is that you find Him. But as for what to do right now; tell me, what is what you want to do in life?”
“What I want to do in life? What does that mean exactly?”
“What is your goal in life?”
I chuckled and looked away. “Well, this may sound repetitive but it’s true…” I looked at him again and said, with all my heart: “I want to find God and to help others find Him.”
Opening his arms in a warm, inviting gesture, he responded, “Then why don’t you come to live among people who share your goals?”
“You mean… here?”
“Or you can to go Ananda Italy. Italian is similar to Spanish; you may have an easier time there.”
“Well…”
“Yes?”
“In your last talk you said… I mean, you encouraged young people to go to India…”
“Do you want to go to India?”
“When I heard you say that in the video, I felt an instant deep feeling in my heart…”
Swamiji then paused a bit, and finally said: “I think it would be very good that you go to India. I can’t take you right now, but you can come to live in Ananda Village for a few months and then, by next spring, there should be a place so that you can join us in India.”
Upon rereading this account of the conversation, I realize that it does not at all adequately express what the conversation was like: they are only words! Swamiji’s calm, kind, considerate, joyful manner of speaking are all left outside the picture here. But, at least, I can still hear his words to me in my mind, and that’s a memory I treasure greatly.
I asked him further about how I could accomplish this goal, and he told me to contact Nirmala for the practical things, and also that I should get Canadian citizenship, as Italian citizenship would be an obstacle to entrance into India. Independently of the legal struggles, however, the moment he said “I think it would be very good that you go to India”, I had already discarded all my carefully-laid plans for the future: I decided at once I would go to India!
He then gave me good advice on how to deal with my, by far, deepest-rooted attachment: my siblings. Later, when I expressed my concern on the welfare of my brother, should I leave him behind, he surprised me by suggesting: “Why don’t you ask him if he’d like to live here as well?” and then, “and your sister, too.” I had not even thought of that option, as I had given for granted that my siblings would not be interested in living in such a place. However, only because Swamiji suggested that I asked, I resolved that I would. After all, even though my siblings and I have been together for a long, long time (I often hear the remark, from friends of mine: “You three are the most united siblings I’ve ever seen”), a man of God can surely see better into them than I can. He later paused a moment while he was speaking to say: “your father wanted to be a swami… why don’t you suggest him that he comes here as well?”
When I was talking to Lakshman later, he made the following comment about this: “Oh, did he? Well, that’s interesting… he must have felt something. It is not normal that he invites the family of a person to live here, since he doesn’t know them. For him to have done so, it must mean he felt something in them. You should follow his advice and give them the suggestion.”
At some point during this conversation, he told me: “When I met my guru, I didn’t give him any option! I was saying to him, ‘you must take me!’” I don’t remember the context on which he said this, but I do know it is an advice I did need, and it helped me very much to resolve a doubt I had had for a long time.
The second topic I wanted to ask Swamiji about was my companion in life. When I was a child, I dreamed often of the girl I’d like to have as my wife, and I dreamed that my first girlfriend would also be my wife for life. I am fortunate, because my childhood dreams have a way to come true sooner or later (most of them after I set my two feet and my attention into the spiritual path, when I was 20); however, this particular dream I worded on the following on: “My first girlfriend will be my last.” With that, I meant to say that I would marry my first girlfriend and never get divorced. The interesting thing is, however, that I always worded it “my first girlfriend will be my last”…
After I met Khadijah and saw she was all I had dreamed when I was a child, I thought I would come to the realization of that dream. When we broke up, however, I was left very confused. It was only later, when the desire to be a monk started growing strong within me, that I understood that this “dream” was possibly going to come true, after all, and to the letter! I don’t know what made me word it like that when I was a kid, but I find it is very interesting.
Despite my desire to be a monk, however, I had always wanted to have a family; moreover, after I was completely set on the spiritual path, I wanted children to be able to share with them the bliss of God communion and the teachings of yoga. Because of this, I was split between two longings and I didn’t know which one was the dharmic decision for me. I put my question to Swamiji:
“In the same talk you mentioned before, you also encouraged people to become monks, and I’ve been wondering whether the right path for me is that of a monk or marriage.”
“Do you want to be a monk?”
“Yes.”
After a brief pause, he finally said: “I think you should be a monk.”
“That’s enough for me!” I responded, smiling from ear to ear.
He then told me that it is easier to be a monk in India, and that Ananda has a monastery there. He also said I should read his book, Sadhu, beware!, which I bought the next day.
Finally, I arrived to the third and last of the points that had touched me especially from his last talk in Spiritual Renewal Week. This one, however, I bought up with hesitation, fearing that it would not be an appropriate thing to ask, but quite desperate to bring it up anyway. I inquired on the time he had before leaving his body.
My motive behind this was fear: I was afraid that I would not be able to see him again before he left. I talked apologetically through this subject, and finally I cut myself in the middle of a phrase with a “but…” and looked to the floor next to me. Swamiji, fully aware of what was bothering me, finished the sentence for me: “But you would like to take as much from me as possible.” he said kindly, “That’s understandable.”
Right after this, he finished the interview by saying: “Well, I think we are done.” I thanked him and stood up. As he got up too, he added: “I will be in touch with you, and you will be in touch with me.” What can I say? Words fail me to express the blessing, comfort and relief I experienced and still experience by those simple words! Stupidly, my first impulse was to intellectually inquire into the exact meaning of what he said, but I restrained from posing the question: I knew well enough, I believed, what he meant! He then led me to the stairs that went up into the main house (“I’ll show you the way out, otherwise you’ll end up in a closet!” I must confess, I wouldn’t have minded at all ending up lost in there!), blessed me on the Spiritual Eye, and left.
I left the place in a daze. Lakshman met me outside and asked me how it went. Since I was practically unable to speak, he suggested that I go up to the Chapel and meditate, and then I could come down and tell him about it if I felt like doing that. I followed his advice, but I must confess my body and mind were in too much of a turmoil to have any deep meditation! After a while, I came down again slowly, taking pictures of the gardens, so as to prepare myself mentally to speak of what had transpired in the interview room.
Going back down, I met Lakshman and told him all about it. That’s when I realized Swami might have been reacting to my thought in which I compared my situation to his, sixty years ago: when I told Lakshman how the appointment had started, he interrupted to ask me:
“Do you remember what is the first thing Master said to Swami?”
I tried, “I only agreed to see you because Divine Mother told me to?”
“No. Wait a minute, I’ll go look for the exact quote.” A moment later he came back and told me, “The words were ‘What may I do for you?’ The exact same words he addressed to you.”
And later, after I had told him the entire story, he said:
“Remember how Master (Yogananda) said to the other disciples, after his interview with Swami, ‘we have a new brother’? Well, it’s the same thing now: we have a new brother!”
I chuckled and thanked him. Then, as I prepared to leave, he suddenly stopped and turned to embrace me, the same way Norman embraced Swamiji after his acceptance. Such a loving gesture, from both of them! That is a bit of what I meant before, when I said that intuitive insight is part of the normal life in the community: I had not told about my “comparisons” to anybody, yet Swamiji and Lakshman reacted to them all the same. And it was done in such a natural way that, had not Lakshman made me realize the similarities, I would not have thought of them at all! At least not until I reread The Path.
I left Crystal Hermitage in a state shock. I felt tired, and fearful to take on a challenge I couldn’t cope with. I have never been so close to falter from facing a challenge as I was that day; I had such a long way to go! I spent the rest of the day in a kind of trance, knowing that this was my right path but unable to gather the courage or the strength to tread it. I went to see the sunset at Sunset Ridge, returned to my room early and then went to bed.
Sunset Ridge, the day of my interview with Swami.
I woke up on Friday with the alarm clock at 6AM. Still half unwilling to get up and face the future, I decided to stay abed for a while. I knew that once I did the Energization Exercises of my morning sadhana, my strength would come back to me and I would embark into my path with no looking back; so, some part of me wanted to delay that moment as much as I could. I tried to fall asleep anew.
I woke up again half an hour later, and it took me another half hour to gather the resolve to do my sadhana. As I stood on the cold grass barefooted, I bid goodbye to my weakness and started the Exercises. As expected, when I finished fifteen minutes later, my body was once again full of energy, my mind once again cheerful and joyful; I was my normal self again! I thanked Divine Mother for helping me go through that brief but deep time of hesitation, and prayed that She give me the strength to go on in this journey I now had before me.
I thank Swamiji a thousand times for all he did for me; I thank my Guru and my Divine Mother for sending me to him. My trip to India has a high risk of being delayed, so it may very well be that I won’t see Swamiji in his physical form again, but what he’s left me I will keep and hold dear forever. “I’ll be in touch with you, and you’ll be in touch with me.” Does it matter anymore whether I see his body again or not? I have a much higher kind of contact to look forward to!
As Nabha took me to the Sacramento Airport, he told me: “It was a really big blessing that you could spend so much time with Swami in such a short stay.” What else could I do? I agreed wholeheartedly!
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