The morning sun pierced the waters; I purified myself in
the Ganges, as though for a sacred initiation. As I left the river
bank, my wet cloth around me, in the broad glare of day my master
materialized himself before me!
"'Dear little one,' he said in a voice of loving compassion, 'I
am the guru sent here by God to fulfill your urgent prayer. He was
deeply touched by its very unusual nature! From today you shall
live by the astral light, your bodily atoms fed from the infinite
current.'"
Giri Bala fell into silence. I took Mr. Wright's pencil and pad
and translated into English a few items for his information.
The saint resumed the tale, her gentle voice barely audible. "The
GHAT was deserted, but my guru cast round us an aura of guarding
light, that no stray bathers later disturb us. He initiated me
into a KRIA technique which frees the body from dependence on the
gross food of mortals. The technique includes the use of a certain
MANTRA {FN46-8} and a breathing exercise more difficult than the
average person could perform. No medicine or magic is involved;
nothing beyond the KRIA."
In the manner of the American newspaper reporter, who had unknowingly
taught me his procedure, I questioned Giri Bala on many matters
which I thought would be of interest to the world. She gave me,
bit by bit, the following information:
"I have never had any children; many years ago I became a widow.
I sleep very little, as sleep and waking are the same to me.
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