I shall
scold you no more."
How much I had missed the chastisements of my great guru! Each one
had been a guardian angel of protection.
"Dearest Master! Rebuke me a million times-do scold me now!"
"I shall chide you no more." His divine voice was grave, yet with
an undercurrent of laughter. "You and I shall smile together, so
long as our two forms appear different in the MAYA-dream of God.
Finally we shall merge as one in the Cosmic Beloved; our smiles
shall be His smile, our unified song of joy vibrating throughout
eternity to be broadcast to God-tuned souls!"
Sri Yukteswar gave me light on certain matters which I cannot reveal
here. During the two hours that he spent with me in the Bombay hotel
room he answered my every question. A number of world prophecies
uttered by him that June day in 1936 have already come to pass.
"I leave you now, beloved one!" At these words I felt Master melting
away within my encircling arms.
"My child," his voice rang out, vibrating into my very soul-firmament,
"whenever you enter the door of NIRBIKALPA SAMADHI and call on me,
I shall come to you in flesh and blood, even as today."
With this celestial promise Sri Yukteswar vanished from my sight.
A cloud-voice repeated in musical thunder: "Tell all! Whosoever
knows by NIRBIKALPA realization that your earth is a dream of God
can come to the finer dream-created planet of Hiranyaloka, and
there find me resurrected in a body exactly like my earthly one.
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