The scene that followed can hardly be believed by one who did not actually witness it. Sri Maharshi sat silent and in deep meditation like the silent Lord Dakshinamurthy. The eager disciples watched in tense admiration the sweet flow of divine music in Sanskrit verse as it came from the lips of the great and magnetic personality of Sri Kavyakanta. He stood there delivering the verses in an unbroken stream while disciples eagerly gathered the words and wrote them down. Oh, for the ecstasy of it all!

_________________ This world is full of words spewed out in excitement creating noise and confusion. It demands appreciation and acknowledgement of its existence. The shouts of pain and vanity compete for your attention. Yet your eyes remain aloof and not a single utterance ever passes your lips. I love your silence. ______________ Editor’s note: This [...]

Firstly on arrival I was struck by Arunachala’s wondrous power of silence and did not wish to post on FB or Harsha for the time being. I just wished to keep quiet as much as possible, and sadhana progressed well in this respect, under His direction, along with deeper diving in…to the Heart.

It was the first time that I had heard of the Maharshi or of Tiruvannamalai, so I wrote down both names. But how was I to get there? It was right down in the South, and my funds were almost exhausted. However, the next day I saw an advertisement in the paper for an ex-army man to run a canteen in Madras. I applied and was at once given the post and my fare paid.

Bhagavan said to me, “If you call it a dream, why are you afraid of a dream? It is better if you go into the dream and look after your wife and relations. Why be afraid of the dream?