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ADVENTURES IN MARINE BIOLOGY
(And Other Tales of Deviance)
Another Dream of India
Sometime in mid-November,
after a grueling day of P.T. and military training, I laid
exhausted on my bunk; my entire body felt leaden. I fell into
merciful oblivion. Later in the night, I felt myself awakened by
the vibratory humming I had experienced a few months previous. I
tried to encourage the feeling without thinking about it,
because from experience I knew I could easily lose it. I then
had another out-of-the-ordinary experience. I felt my
non-ordinary self leave my ordinary body.
I found myself again in a
land that I thought to be India. I was standing before a very
old wizened woman who appeared to be in her nineties. Although
she did not appear to be from India as did the mystic in my last
non-ordinary experience; she did seem to be a person of
importance as there was a group of people around her emitting an
attitude of reverence. She looked at me but, unlike the Indian
mystic I had seen in my dream two to three months previously,
she did not ask me why I had come or what I was doing. She acted
as if my presence was to be expected.
She looked at all of us and
spoke in a language that sounded much like the mystic in my
other dream. Her language changed to what sounded like French,
and then to what I thought to be Arabic or some such Middle
Eastern language, followed by a few others. Except for a few
French words, I could not understand what she said in the normal
way. Each time she spoke a different language to the people in
the group around her, I seemed to hear what she was saying in
the interior of my mind: “
I am
Mirra your mother. I belong to no nation, no civilization, no
society, no race, but to the divine. I obey no master, no rules,
no law, no social convention, but the divine. To Him I have
surrendered all: will, life and self. For Him I am ready to give
all my blood, drop by drop, if such is His will. Complete joy,
and nothing in his service can be sacrificed, for all is perfect
delight.
I looked
around at the group of people and unlike those in my previous
dream, they did not all appear to be East Indians, but appeared
to be a mix of people from around the world.
That seemed to explain why
she was speaking in different languages. I don’t know why she
told us that she was our mother and I don’t know why she looked
at each person when addressing us. She spoke again in each of
the previous languages that were foreign to me.
However, each time she
spoke in those different languages, I heard English in the
interior of my mind. I heard her say, “Before I leave, I want to
tell each of you what my Father wants the world to know. One
need not leave the earth to find the truth, one need not leave
the life to find his soul, and one need not abandon the world or
have only limited beliefs to enter into a relationship with the
divine. The divine is everywhere, in everything and if He is
hidden, it is because we do not take the trouble to discover
Him.”
She looked at each person
in the group and then I felt her look directly at me. In that
instant, she seemed to transform right before me. The years of
decrepitude melted away and she appeared to be a very attractive
young woman in her twenties, with dark hair and large dark eyes
that were a bit luminous and her full lips smiled compassion and
love.
She said, “Please… always
remember what you have heard here today.” I felt my non-ordinary
self vibrate and in an instant was rushed back into my ordinary
body. This caused me to jolt upright in my bunk. In the
semi-darkness, I looked around and saw all of the other bunks
and my fellow recruits sleeping. Some of them were whimpering or
moaning in their sleep from who knows what hellish or erotic
dream. Years later, a few of my mentors gave me their theories
about this incredible experience.
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