"
A few days later I heard that the Blissful Mother was staying at
the home of a disciple in the Bhowanipur section of Calcutta. Mr.
Wright and I set out immediately from my father's Calcutta home. As
the Ford neared the Bhowanipur house, my companion and I observed
an unusual street scene.
Ananda Moyi Ma was standing in an open-topped automobile, blessing
a throng of about one hundred disciples. She was evidently on the
point of departure. Mr. Wright parked the Ford some distance away,
and accompanied me on foot toward the quiet assemblage. The woman
saint glanced in our direction; she alit from her car and walked
toward us.
"Father, you have come!" With these fervent words she put her arm
around my neck and her head on my shoulder. Mr. Wright, to whom I
had just remarked that I did not know the saint, was hugely enjoying
this extraordinary demonstration of welcome. The eyes of the one
hundred chelas were also fixed with some surprise on the affectionate
tableau.
I had instantly seen that the saint was in a high state of SAMADHI.
Utterly oblivious to her outward garb as a woman, she knew herself
as the changeless soul; from that plane she was joyously greeting
another devotee of God. She led me by the hand into her automobile.
"Ananda Moyi Ma, I am delaying your journey!" I protested.
"Father, I am meeting you for the first time in this life, after
ages!" she said. "Please do not leave yet.
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