Mohanji – A destined meeting

Dear friends and readers of Love in Abundance, thank you so much for walking with me on this journey. I get so excited every time I publish an article and hope that you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing.

So far all my articles have just been merely inspirational, from a birds eye view on my own life and experiences. I have not really dived into my own life and written about how or why Love in Abundance and inspiration is so important to me… Well I am pleased to let you know that from now on I will be blogging more on my personal journey in life. And that includes insight on my guru and how His presence shaped my life.

My Guru is Mohanji. Yes in a world of god men with long titles and thousands of people waiting to get a blessing from a spiritual person, there is a simple man, with a simple name, dressed in everyday clothing with open arms to anyone who seeks His blessings.

The first time I saw Mohanji, was on Facebook. No not His personal Facebook account (although He does have one…). It was a picture of Him, wearing a black body fit t-shirt, with a Samsung cell phone placed near him on a table where He was praying over a plate of food. I didn’t think much of it although the person who shared it (God knows who it was) as well as others were completely praising this person on social media…

I had so many concepts of what a spiritual person ‘should’ be like, as I had mentioned earlier, that seeing a simple man with a simple name in everyday clothes was not good enough to think of him any more than just a man… And I had no clue that about a year after seeing this on Facebook, He would be my guru!

But the mind plays tricks on us and thankfully with the grace of God and Guru, these tricks dissolve and concepts are broken so that the true nature of Guru was shown to me.

Cut to about a year and a few months later, Mohanji came to South Africa. Again I was not in the least bit interested. But destiny had other plans for me. My first meeting with Him was at a volunteers home. They had kriya initiation and I had to drop off my sister, but I had no actual reason to be there… This is when we first met. All the kriya initiates where chanting, and waiting for him to enter the room. I was there too, only God knows how I was there in a room full of kriya initiates. He walked in, I turned around and our eyes met. I smiled, but perhaps because I generally smile at everyone as a means to say “hello”. This was our first meeting. And little did I know how powerful and life changing that meeting really was!

As my sister and I drove back home that evening, something was happening to me. She kept talking about how wonderful it was to meet Mohanji. But my ego of previously seeing him in that black t-shirt, prevented me from saying anything. But internally I was feeling so incredible blissful. Like I had won the lotto. There was this deep happiness and internal gratitude of meeting him, like I have been waiting for this moment my whole life.

The next day saw the weekend program with Mohanji in South Africa. And so I got to see him again. I felt great to see and talk to him but I did not want to openly admit it to the rest of the group who were so happy to be in his presence.

Cut to the end of that trip, it was a Sunday evening and we had said our goodbyes to the team and drove back home to Pretoria. I can not explain the mixed feelings I had during that drive. Every part of me was happy that I got to meet a guru… Mohanji does not call himself a guru, and he has the attire and style of a simple man, yet every part of my insides wanted to call him a guru, my guru specifically. As I drove home, I felt like I cried oceans of tears on the thought that I will not see him again. “Well the program was over, I had no plans to attend the programs in Durban nor have I been to Durban in years… So this must be it then”, I thought.

But it can not be!!! Every part of me wanted to see him again! “What for? What would I say to him? What was the reason for meeting again? There had to be one”, I cried.

And as destiny had it, we did meet again, and many times after. Which I will write about in later blog posts.

Until next time

Love you

Salona