In That Moment I Had Finally Come Home
Nov 14th, 2014
Shri Mataji
The first time I saw Shri Mataji was at a rare programme in Chicago in 1994 in a huge lovely hall at one of the hotels. It was just a few months after my Self Realisation.
We had driven for several hours and through the whole trip piles of questions filled my head, but the joy of reaching there and watching Shri Mataji walk in the hall in person swept all those questions away. She spoke persuasively as She always does. I wished with all my heart for my Self Realisation, as if it were for the first time. After the guests had received their Realisation, those few of us from the Mid West sang for Her as best we could. She looked at us and it was much easier to sing than ever before.
She asked to see us by city. My city’s collective, Cincinatti, pushed me to the front because I was the newest one. I felt so awkward and shy to kneel on the white cloth and come close to Shri Mataji. I was surprised by the textures of Her face which I could see so clearly in bright stage lights. I must have thought from the photographs that She was made of mist and stars. She took my hands on Her lap and looked into them and gazed a long time. I felt She was looking down, down into every speck of me, down and through to other times and places I could not know.
“Very good,” She said, and that was all…
What I learned that amazing evening was how much She cared for every one of us, but also that we have to ask for Her help. Many of the questions I had come with worked themselves out in time, but even the questions I hadn’t been able to ask myself were answered. When Shri Mataji looked at my hands I knew that She understood everything completely and I learned in that moment that I had finally come home.
Elizabeth Singh
Eternally Inspiring Recollections of Our Holy Mother. Volume 5 – The Americas. Pune, India: Nirmal Transformations, 2007.