Mar - Kirpal Singh

THE TOUCH OF THEMASTER'S HANDIngeborg Gutwenger describes the revolution the Masterwrought in her by coming into her lifeT WAS A GREAT BLESSING for me to beI able to take part in the Birthday Celebrationsof the Great Master Sant KirpalSingh Ji Maharaj. For ten years it hasbeen my fervent wish to visit my Masterin India, His physical home, and He inHis kindness agreed to give it to us.The reason for this wish of mine wasa very peculiar experience that changedmy life:I was born in Vienna, Austria's capital.After I married, we moved to Innsbruck,a beautiful small town in theAlps, where we live with our three children.In 1962 I fell ill with acute glomerolenephritis, i.e., kidney decomposition,which was declared incurable by thedoctors. They told me that I had to facedeath within six weeks or so. My husbandand myself felt very helpless anddespairing. Seeing no other way out, weknelt down in prayer and cried from thebottom of our heart to Jesus, as we weretaught as Catholics.Our prayer was answered in a verywonderful manner, though in an entirelydifferent way than we expected. Thesame night I had the following dream:A man from thc East with a whiteturban on his head, radiating heavenlylight and glory, stood before me. Humblyhe said, "1 will help you." I felt thatI was healed instantaneously. Next16morning, full of happiness, I told myhusband this experience. He was dazzledand said that I should not pray to a manwith a turban, but only to Jesus. Wewere at that time very strict in our Catholicconfession.Our life changed more and morethrough His great love and grace. I washealed indeed. The doctors were puzzledand since they did not want to admit thatI was healed, they tried to find somesymptom of a disease. They could notfind anything, and I did not need themanymore.From then on we led an inward life,reading scriptures like the Bible, Yogananda,Aurobindo, etc. As if attractedby our longing, many missionaries ofdifferent sects visited us, but none ofthem could convince us. Then, sometimein July 1963, that is, approximately oneyear after my healing, I saw in our towna poster reading "SELF REALIZATION-GOD REALIZATION." I never notice posters,but that one caught my interest. Althoughit did not show any picture buttext only, it enticed me in a way I cannotdescribe. I was keen to attend this lecture.I got my husband interested in it,too, although it was not easy.The lecture took place in our townhall. The clergy of our big religious communities,as well as of many sects, attendedit. All were much impressed; butSAT SANDESH