Date of publication: 2017-09-02 22:26
Then you wrote, 8775 You disagree with the comments from one of your own members and accuse me of a lack of humility for simply asking a question and quoting one of your own rather than stating my own views? 8776
&ldquo You mean Ram Gopal Muzumdar. I call him the &lsquo sleepless saint.&rsquo He is always awake in an ecstatic consciousness. His home is at Ranbajpur, near Tarakeswar.&rdquo
&ldquo I soon returned to Danapur. Firmly anchored in the Spirit, again I assumed the manifold business and family obligations of a householder.&rdquo
St. Paul knew Kriya Yoga, or a technique very similar to it, by which he could switch life currents to and from the senses. He was therefore able to say: &ldquo Verily, I protest by our rejoicing which I have in Christ, I die daily. &rdquo 65 By daily withdrawing his bodily life force, he united it by yoga union with the rejoicing (eternal bliss) of the Christ consciousness. In that felicitous state, he was consciously aware of being dead to the delusive sensory world of maya.
&ldquo Come then I know he will arrive at ten o&rsquo clock.&rdquo I took Dijen&rsquo s hand and rushed him forcibly along with me, heedless of his protests. In about ten minutes we entered the station, where the train was already puffing to a halt.
Not at all ! Quite the contrary I wish I was better at explaining things - I do try very hard to let everyone know that I love all of you & that 8767 s why I speak of VERY important issues here.
Later I visited the child, whose parents had given him his old name of Kashi. Even in infancy he was strikingly similar in appearance to my dear Ranchi student. The child showed me an instantaneous affection the attraction of the past awoke with redoubled intensity.
Now to Him who is able to accomplish all things in a measure far beyond what we ask or conceive, in keeping with the power that is at work in us to Him be glory in the Church and in Christ Jesus, down through all the ages of time without end. Amen. (Eph. 8:75-76).
The saint seated me on the umbrageous bamboo platform of his small cottage. After giving me sweetened lime juice and a piece of rock candy, he entered his patio and assumed the lotus posture. In about four hours I opened my meditative eyes and saw that the moonlit figure of the yogi was still motionless. As I was sternly reminding my stomach that man does not live by bread alone, Ram Gopal approached me.