Abandoned roads - Jos Lammers

only meant for those who understood that following and
worshipping the living perfect master is the only way to
enlightenment. The techniques were a mere aid, worthless
without complete dedication to the guru.
At the end of the second day, when the mahatma finally
entered the room, about ten people were left. A clear sign
that this just wasn’t for everybody. In English with an
Indian accent (‘yes, yes, you must be berry determined’),
he again told about the living perfect master and how
lucky we were to have met him. “Because true devotee bill
experience eternal bliss and joy.” Whoever couldn’t promise
that devotion, could still leave the room. “Without a
life at the holy lotus feet of the master, this knowledge is
completely worthless”, the mahatma roared.
In the end six people were left, at which moment the
followers of the ashram that were present closed the curtains
and locked the door of the room. The initiation was
strictly secret. Like the others I had to solemnly promise
never to tell anyone what the mahatma was about to reveal.
I see that differently now.
Maharaj ji taught four meditation techniques. Three
of them I had read about before in ‘The Yogis of India’,
a book with a hard cover and black and white photos of
sadhus with waving grey beards that I carried around
as a bible for years. But now, thanks to this mahatma,
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