jesus christ

 

After I had been living on the legendary Himalayan Mountain called Dunagiri for many months,

I was guided to meet a Christian woman named Ruth Wilson. 

She lived in the village of Dwarahat at the base of the mountain. 

She was very devout and had a large treasure chest full of bibles. 

As a token of appreciation she one day handed me a very small book of The New Testament. 

Amazingly, this very book had been in the possession of my former mentor & minister. 

He had put his stamp behind the front cover & even scribled commentaries throughout the book. 

Ruth had known him and hosted him at one time many years before.  

 

I thus began reading one chapter of the gospels daily. 

And Jesus said unto them,

“Carry no purse, no provisions bag, no sandals;

refrain from [retarding your journey by] saluting and wishing anyone well along the way.” 

It was this verse which inspired me to let go of the sandals and wander with only a blanket,

toothbrush, the robe on my back & this little book. 

I was guided by my zeal for uninterupted absorption in spirit.  

 

Jesus living philosophy inspired me greatly. 

One night I had a very lucid experience with the Apostle Saint Thomas. 

We were sitting in a cave together laughing & joking. 

He looked very much like Obi-Wan Kenobi with a white beard & receding white hair. 

Suddenly, we felt a prescence & looked toward the mouth of the cave. 

There,  Jesus floated.  His energy so pure. So pure that his light is the essence of all light. 

The next day I learned from Ruth that St. Thomas moved to India in AD 52. 

He had taught & lived in 12 different locations in south India. 

This very much inspired me to travel south to meditate in his cave & meditate at his tomb.  

When I entered into the St. Thomas Basilica to visit his tomb, I recognized it. 

Many years earlier as a 14 year old boy, while meditating I was transported to a past life. 

I was sitting at the head of this very same cathedral giving a sermon. 

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