Yearly Archive: 2006

The path to God lies within—in overcoming animalistic tendencies and in understanding the oneness of the universal and individual self and nature. In this discourse delivered on the holy day dedicated to the worship of

January 8, 1976 My dear Boys, Accept my love, really, there is no comparison to gopis’ love. Their love stands alone, above every other kind of devotion. When Krishna left Brindavan and went to

Bhagavan Baba says that mellifluous devotion or madhura bhakti is the final stage in the experience of merging in God. He says this love is without any blemish and the being is completely dedicated

Baba has a way of being so close to us, so completely with us, yet the next moment being so far away. Who could know where to look for Him, much less reach Him?

In this discourse on Ganesha Chaturathi, Swami tells us how the Mahabharata was written by Ganesha and dictated by Vyasa. The sacred occasion is on August 27th this year. The world has many exemplary

What are the main causes of ill health? Millions of living beings grouped as species dwell on the earth; they sustain themselves by means of food secured from nature, as provided by nature. It

Swami says any human being who has compassion for others, who adheres to the Truth, and who dedicates his body to the good of others will experience no serious trouble. The primary reason is

Speaking to a close group of students and long time devotees at His residence in Whitefield, Bhagavan Baba expounded on the five key virtues of non-violence, truth, purity, compassion, and faith that are critical

The following episode exemplifies how Baba often showers his all-encompassing love on those who go to see Him. A group of some 60 American women—educators, anthropologists, and other professionals studying with the eminent American scholar

The following story by Professor Kasturi, one of Swami’s closest devotees, sheds light on Bhagavan’s unfathomable magnificence. Baba uses the media of  His devotees’ dreams to give them darshan [sight of a holy person]. Through

It was nine years ago on a quiet November day that I had the first thrill of the “Evening on the Sands.” I had reached Puttaparthi [a village in Andhra Pradesh, South India] that

Divine gypsies, lovers of God, fix your gaze on the fathomless, swirling, topaz expanse, opening wide it is spring blue mouth littered with hundreds of glittering stars, swallowing birds, angels, and whole galaxies Let it