Gurus, Saints and Seeking

After a few years of seeking truth, I came across some information about Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj.

He had an interesting life story and even more interesting things to say.

I was hooked straight away.

I’ve always been drawn to beings who pointed inward who said the truth isn’t out there in the world, but within you.

That resonated deeply with me and kept me grounded through the wildness of the seeking journey.

If I was ever going to submit to a “guru,” it had to be the right one.

I’d read countless stories of people who’d followed gurus and it always seemed to end in abuse or some weird cult-like environment.

Fuck that. I wanted the real deal.

I knew the guru–disciple relationship was a sacred thing but I also knew I was still years away from being ready for that.

At the time, I wasn’t looking for a guru, I was just interested in spiritual beings who said things that rang true in my heart.

It felt natural to sit back and explore things in my own time.

To be with far-out concepts quietly, without anyone trying to explain them to me.

This was a journey and it felt personal.

Nobody in my life would have understood what I was drawn to or what I was talking about.

Except for B, my friend from work, who had travelled to India in the 90s with his partner.

He was a huge support for me in the early days.

Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj was a realised being who lived in Mumbai.

He dropped the body in 1981, but during his lifetime many people came to him seeking truth.

There’s a heap of info out there but I always recommend the book I Am That.

The content is so far out, when I first tried reading it, I could barely get through a few pages.

It just can’t be understood with the mind.

But if you sit with it long enough…

Something starts to shift.

I remember reading spiritual books early on and thinking, I have no idea what any of this means.

Then years later, I’d revisit those same books and go oh… now I get it.

I remember one night I went to sleep and had a dream, it was so vivid and real.

There was no sound, but Nisargadatta was extremely angry with me.

I could see him shouting and yelling, shaking his finger like I’d done something seriously wrong.

This was back in 2018.

It’s hard to know what I did or said to warrant that reaction but honestly, I was happy about it.

I was seeking truth and he had revealed himself.

Sit tight. Let the heart take you where you need to go.

Stay open to radical concepts.

And remember...

Truth won’t ever take your power away.

It will empower you.