Meeting John-Roger

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He started to say something, and then I
experienced this glorious music. Millions of
little lights of different colors started to fill up
the whole space. John-Roger was emanating all
this beauty, and when he said my name, it was
like music. He was creating all of these things in
front of me. I was in awe.
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Meeting John-Roger.................................................................. 183
How John-Roger Helps My Son, Eric.................................... 186
Choosing Between John-Roger and Sai Baba..................... 188
The Spiritual Blueprint for My Life........................................ 189
A Beautiful Scent....................................................................... 191
How Do You Create a Universe?.......................................... 192
Fun and Mystery in Mexico.................................................... 194
A Caution about My Life Choices......................................... 195
I Can’t Even Collect the Rents............................................... 196
Miraculous Back Surgeries...................................................... 197
Negative Forces Test Me.......................................................... 201
J-R Opens My Heart................................................................. 203
Tuning in to the Crucifixion of Jesus.................................... 204
Gudrun’s Brush with Death.................................................... 205
How Maravilla Came into My Life......................................... 207
My Cadillac and My Ego........................................................... 215
A Glimpse of What Could Have Been................................. 217

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Meeting John-Roger
One day in 1972 Mark announced, “Ozzie, the girl we met at the Bodhi Tree
Bookstore told me about an incredible teacher. His name is John-Roger.
This guy is the real McCoy. And we’re going to have him over for dinner at
my house. We want you to come.”
I said, “Wow, Mark, I’d love to. I’ll be there.” When the day came, I
couldn’t go. I had to stay there late at our tortilla company, interviewing
people to come to work for us. Fortunately, Mark had given me the phone
number of the girl. But then unfortunately, I wrote it down in my appointment
book, right where I was putting phone numbers from the people
looking for work. So, I had all these numbers and I was calling them, looking
for people to hire. When I called the next number, a guy answered the
phone. I gave the name of the girl I was looking for.
“She’s not here right now.”
I asked, “Has she found a job?”
“No, she hasn’t.”
The next time I phoned, the guy, who later became my friend, answered
again. He told me he had given her my number. A day or two later, I called
again and finally reached her. “Hi, this is Ozzie.”
“Oh, Ozzie, how are you?”
I said, “Pretty good.” When she said my name and I repeated her name,
it seemed we were both confused. Then I realized it was not a job applicant,
it was Mark’s friend.
She said, “Ozzie, I’m a friend—”
“Yes, yes, now I know who you are. You’re a friend of Mark’s and you all
had dinner with a spiritual teacher. I couldn’t make it so he gave me your
number.” She started to talk about how beautiful Mark was. I got to the
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“I don’t blame you.”
“So when can I meet this guy?”
“Well, he won’t be speaking again until next Wednesday, but we’re going
to have a meeting tonight where we play a tape of him talking. The meeting
will be in a place called the Light Castle, in El Monte.”
I said, “Great. Tell me where it is and I’ll be there.” I was very excited
because I felt that I had found my teacher. I went that evening to the meeting
in El Monte. She was there.
As I introduced myself, she greeted me, “How you doing, Ozzie? Let’s
sit down and talk.”
“Liz, please tell me about this guy.”
“Well, he’s my teacher. He’s a great person. But Ozzie, let’s go listen to
the tape. It’s going to start in a few minutes, and then you’ll get a better idea.”
We entered a big living room. A lot of young people, looking like hippies,
were lying on the floor. Here I am, an executive, with my beautiful suit and
expensive shoes. I figured some of these people hadn’t taken a bath for a
long time. Back then it was cool to not take showers or wash your hair.
It was kind of dark in the room. I was careful not to step on anybody
lying on the floor. I picked my way across the room, “Excuse me, uh, excuse
me.” I didn’t want to sit down on the floor with these guys. Can you see
where my ego was at that point? I was looking at people sitting down there,
and I was saying to myself, Oh, shit, what’s this? I found a place to stand up
against the wall. They explained that John-Roger had the Mystical Traveler
consciousness. I was still wondering, What are they talking about? But I had
a good feeling. The girl who invited me found a place for me to sit.
That tape just transported me. I don’t know what it said, but I knew
that, my God, this was really what I was looking for. I was captivated and
curious. Where is he coming from? Where does he get this? I mean, this
guy is heavy duty. This guy is something else. I want it. I want it, but I need
to be cautious because of what happened before. I found out John-Roger
would be back at this same place the following Wednesday.
Wednesday I was very excited and got there early enough to find a seat.
I could hear a car driving up the gravel driveway right next to the building.

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I stood up, waiting to see John-Roger come in. He had three or four young
guys who were part of his staff. They came in first. People were really happy
to see them. I could see the love in all of the people towards these fellows.
Then John-Roger arrived. He looked really young. As he came in, I looked
at him and followed him. He didn’t even look at me. He just went into
another room where they had a microphone. People could step forward and
ask questions. As people got up to ask questions, I got in line. I wanted to
meet this John-Roger guy. When my turn came, I said, “My name is Ozzie
Delgadillo.”
He asked again, “What did you say your name was?”
I repeated, “My name is Ozzie Delgadillo.”
Then, he said, “Ozzie.” As he started to say something, I experienced
this glorious music again, even greater than the time with Yogananda. There
were lights, millions of little lights of different colors, filling up the whole
room. John-Roger was in the middle of all this. He was emanating all this
beauty in his enormous aura, and when he said my name, it was like it was
music. He was creating all of these things in front of me. I was in awe. I
knew I was experiencing all of this incredible beauty, and then he totally
disappeared. I took a while getting back to the room because I didn’t know
where I had gone. After that, everything went back to normal.
Then he said, “So what can I do for you?”
By then I had regained my composure. I said, “Well, I have a son named
Eric. I actually have four sons, but I’m having real problems with Eric. They
threw him out of school, actually many schools. I’ve tried everything: private
schools, Catholic schools, everything. And I think he’s doing drugs.”
He said, “Oh, uh, nickel and dime stuff. No big deal.”
“So I would like to know if there is anything you can do for him.”
“As of this moment, as of now, anything else?”
“No. I just want to thank you very much.”
“You’re welcome.”
I went home feeling totally relaxed. I was going over the experience in
my mind. When I got home and got out of my car, I heard my son’s name
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I asked myself, “Wow, who’s calling Eric? What happened?” But I didn’t
stop. I opened the door and looked inside the house. Eric had a bunch of
friends who used to try to get into my room, so I kept it locked. I went into
my room to check that everything was OK. It was. I took a shower. I laid
down, and fell asleep, completely knocked out.
do four things, and then you’re going to have something moving you to
a pretty nice place.” So I figured, Well, this sounds pretty good.
I asked, “OK, so I’ve got to do all that?”
“No, you don’t have to do that. It’s your option. You see, spirit is not in
a hurry for you to do anything. You want to do it because that’s who you
are. You are spirit and you want to manifest in the greatest way possible.
You want to manifest the God in you to the extent that you can.” Then he
explained, “You came here to do that, to build that. That’s what your life’s
going to be about, and it’s going to be up to you to do that whenever you
want to do it. Do you have any questions?”
I don’t remember having any questions. It seems like I would have had
questions if I had another hour, but that’s not really true. Honestly, I wasn’t
in my body or in my mind enough to have a question. I was in another
dimension where I am sitting before a Mystical Traveler, a Christ, a teacher
like that. I wasn’t dealing in my mind or my emotions. I was in another
place. I was receiving a message directly to my soul, to me, to who I am.
That ended the session. I said, “Thank you very much. I’m so grateful to
you.”
He said, “Don’t mention it. Everything’s fine and we’ll talk again.”
So, we came to associate that wonderful smell with John-Roger. It continued
for a while, on and off.