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.