DEDICATION

I always knew I’d write a book but it took Baba to inspire me to do it! But this book is really not an autobiography. It is more a love story and a celebration.

As I sit before a window overlooking the deep blue waters of the Moray Firth I can sense the energies emanating from the great volcanic rift below it. Somewhere there are colonies of dolphins — the messengers of Vishnu — playing, arching and leaping exuberantly out of its waters ... weaving, with the whales and others, an intricate web of sound all around the vast oceans which comprise two-thirds of our Planet.

At a low frequency this sound, like that of our Planet, is OM, the primal vibration.

Sathya Sai Baba brought me to live here by the sea almost three years ago.

“Head for the hills!” I kept hearing a voice say inside me. I followed the voice and He led my son and me to Woodend with its grand views of the Highlands beyond the Moray Firth in the far north-east of Scotland.

When, finally, I got to Baba in December 1987 he blessed the writing of this book amongst many other things.

“Write! Write!” he instructed me, cutting the air with the edge of his right hand and with it the complacency that had been my greatest drawback.


Baba giving Darshan

This is a very different book to the kind normally written about Sai Baba. Whilst none of it is fictional some of the narrative might be considered by some to be far fetched or speculative. It is a book mothered by intuition. And none of it would have seen the light of day were it not, above all, for Sai Baba’s guiding inspiration. And then the encouragement of all my dear friends who, over the years, urged me to write down my extraordinary experiences.

So, remembering each and every one of them, I dedicate this book as a song of love to Sathya Sai — the Spirit that Dreams Within Us — and without whom none of this could have happened.

RW,
Woodend Farmhouse,
Inshoch Wood,
Lochloy, NAIRN,
Scotland.

7 July 1989.