The Magic Word

A Russian friend of mine in Moscow was not well and went for a biopsy. When I called her at Sri Chinmoy's request, she described on the phone her experience during the operation, and she asked if I could please ask Guru what it meant. When they put her under anesthesia, she said at one point she was rushing backward down a long tunnel, going faster and faster, until all of a sudden, bigger than anything she could ever imagine, she saw Guru blocking the tunnel. He stopped her and told her, "Put out your hands; cup your hands." When she did this, he imparted to her what she described as a crystal, very translucent, of an unearthly, beautiful blue. Then he said to her, "Now say the magic word." At first she did not respond. At the top of his voice he yelled out to her, "Now say the magic word—NOW." At that moment she screamed out the name of her small child Dimitri. When she did, she went rushing down the tube in the reverse direction as fast as anything. The next thing she knew she was opening her eyes on the operating table, with the doctors and nurses looking over her with a big light shining. When I asked Guru if he would please give his interpretation of this experience as she had requested, he said that he had given my friend her own soul. Afterwards, everywhere we went, she would try and rediscover that particular blue, pointing out the colour to me, because she said this crystal was an incredibly beautiful blue. She has never been able to recapture anything like it here on earth.

Nishtha (New York)