The End is the Beginning

In retrospect, my time with Master during my premonastic years and his direct intimate mentoring that followed during my monkhood can only be classified as a divine dream. The divine momentum has now brought me back again to the same space, perhaps to honour Master’s legacy by cultivating the manifestations of this dream reality—my moving in and the continuity of the wisdom teachings. Here now, I tread with a heart brimming with divine nectar, with hands holding the baton and the staff to be passed on. Master reminds me of a heart poured out for the sake of yearning disciples. Piercing the veil of his enigmatic advice, disciples could easily come out of his presence feeling that they were loved by Master most of all. Words cannot gauge or explain the depth of Hariharananda. He is beyond worldly comprehension and only someone in a divine dimension could behold the direct personal understanding of such a rare Master. Indeed, such are the blessings from God and Guru.

Master’s silent, penetrating gaze and loving expressions embodied the yonder mystery while at the same time communicated the reassuring spirit of “I am here for you.” Often brimming with loving glances and treating difficult situations with childlike innocence, Master was adored by all around him. Immersed in unbroken God-consciousness, his smile radiated unbounded, ethereal joy. To find the bliss behind such a smile, one would need to emulate his divine life of light and love.

Presented by Swami Vidyadhishananda Giri on 29 March 2006, The Vedic (Samvat 2063) New Year's Day in the USA