Maharaj saw us before the event in the hall way and greeted us with love and gratitude.
We sat up front for the talk. We danced and sang during the kirtan.
Shiva Das and I sat in the back while everyone went up one by one to have their books signed.Maharaj gave each one his undivided attention. He never got up from his seated posture that he was in all evening.
After the last devotee, got up to walk away, Maharaj looked over to us and waved us over.
We sat down. I am always speechless around him. My heart overflows and tears of joy flood my eyes. I can't explain it.
Maharaj spoke to me and to my heart so deeply that I had to look away.
Very powerful messages, deep love...
I wished for him good health. I knew he had been sick. The last time we saw him he had an infection in his lungs. He asked how we were, and I had said that I was very well. I even had the thought that I am healthy enough to give him some of my energy, my health.
The next day on the drive home, I wasn't feeling well.
By the following day. I had a cough.
The cough persisted a week, then two weeks.
Then a fever. 3 days, a trip to urgent care, 3 more days of fever
and now, I had lost my voice and hearing in one ear, urgent care again,
they told me it was a virus I would have to wait it out.
But day 7 my fever was 103, so I asked Shiva Das to take me to the hospital.
I couldn't breath. I couldn't get a full breath.
The ER said my vitals were dangerously low and they admitted me to the hospital.
They were saying I had all the symptoms of Sepsis.
I didn't know what that was so I didn't think about it or worry.
After 24 hours of antibiotics and fluids my vitals were better and I was given the option to go home, so I did. The doctors in the hospital referred to me as "the one who doesn't go to the doctor." It's true. I only went this time, because I truly thought I might die if I didn't get some medical attention, and that would be irresponsible of me. That was my sincere thought.
It took over a month to get my voice and hearing back. I learned patience and my faith grew stronger. I pondered if I took on the illness of Maharaji, or gave him my wellness?
Today, April 22, 2018 we were reunited with Maharaj at the ISKON Farmington Hills Temple grand opening celebration. Again, we met in the hall and then later after his talk,
he came and sat with us and a few of our friends.
He was vibrant. Healthy. He shined like the sun, and when he looked at me I felt that I shined the same way. I had no words to share only energy and love. He shared poetic words and I felt his deep caring and love. He even said "I am trying to poetically express my feelings for you." Again I am speechless and overwhelmed by his radiance.
The path is still unfolding for me. And on the path I always find Radhanath Swami and
he always finds me.
Hare Krishna.
