Hail Miryam, full of grace

Hail Miryam, full of grace, the Lord is with Thee.

Blessed art Thou, and blessed is Yesu.

Holy Miryam, Mother of God, Holy Miryam, Miryam, Miryam,

Please pray for us now, and at the hour of our death,



Eloi, Eloi, Lamah Shavabh Thani! My God, My God How Thou Hast Showered Thy Grace Upon Me!

Please do not think that I require you to suffer for Me, as you think I have suffered for thee, for how can the Lord, truly suffer?

I remain, the same Lord, yesterday, today, and always, the same blissful, imperishable Lord, unshakeably, perfectly established in Holy Communion with My Mother  and Father in Heaven, whose name is Aumen, even, upon the cross.

I cried out, “Eloi, Eloi, Lamah Shavabh Thani!”

My God, My God, how thou hast showered Thy grace upon Me!”

(G Puruckar, Clothed With The Sun, p. 40, says, the earliest Hebrew manuscripts contained the word, Shavabh, here, which means, “to  bring peace, to glorify, to soothe”.  Later manuscripts contained the word, Sabach, instead, which means, “to abandon”)

Therefore, do not become unquiet on my account, neither on your own, for I do not require your sacrifice, I require your mercy (Matthew 12:9) and to thyself, as well.

Your own cross to bear, is not my great cross, for this to you would only mean suffering, rather than transcendence. Abide in Me, just as I abide in My Holy  Parents. (See The Tibetan Gospel.).   I will lift you up above the suffering of your own cross, just as My Parents in Heaven lifted Me up above all suffering on my great cross, so I could soar!

In the same way, please do not think that the path of righteousness I have laid before thee, is a tunnel of impossible tasks, self-denial and exhaustion. To fast, abstain from eating what is not good for you, for that is the original purpose of fasting.   Do not self-mortify.  There is no such thing required of you by God, not now, not ever.

The good deeds I have given unto thee to perform are not acts of submission, emotional negotiation, hidden ego of being the giver, or infatuation. These will only exhaust you. and are not in the long term good for the other person, either.

The good deeds I have given unto thee to  perform, are all easeful and full of joy, gifts given in love and received in deep gratitude. By these good deeds, you yourself are also nourished, uplifted and transformed. It is said, “The best kind of gift is one in which the receiver does not know who is giving.” May each take care of his or her own.

The narrow way, is not a path of stricture.  The road less travelled, is not a difficult ordeal.  It is in fact, the scenic route.

“Come unto Me, all ye who labour and are heavy-laden, and I will give you rest, for My yoke is easy, and My burden is light”.




Have you ever noticed a heart shape in the clouds, just when your own heart needed to remember love again?

Or a white cross on the ground where two sticks have fallen? What drew my sad eye to that just at that moment?  Why did I feel better?

Or a dear friend’s face appear just when you needed it, in the shimmering leaves?

My friends Anil and Rani Kumar received this sign in their cooking pot..  I trust in them.

Anil and Rani Kumar Sign in Cooking Pot Jan 2015

Anil and Rani Kumar
Sign in Cooking Pot
Jan 2015



Miracle of Mother Mary, Endeavour Hills, Melbourne, Australia

The statue is at the home of a Lebanese family in Endeavour Hills.  Their mother passed away in November 2013 and her photograph began to emanate the holy oil.  The statue of our Holy Mother was bought by the family in February 2014 and then it began to emanate the oil as well.

Miracle of Mother Mary at Endeavour Hills, Melbourne, Australia

Miracle of Mother Mary at Endeavour Hills, Melbourne, Australia

I have visited the family’s home four times since June 19, 2014.  I believe it is a genuine phenomenon because of the energy of love which is there.  It is like walking through a wall of love, intangible yet strongly palpable.  A cynical person would say I feel this as a projection of my own  faith, but I believe it is unlikely that I could conjure up such a divine and blessed state of mind, extending on through hours, with such fineness and subtlety as I have never before experienced, simply from my own wishful imagination.  I acknowledge that there is more out there in the universe than my rational mind can understand.

I also believe this is a true phenomenon because of the genuine humility  of the family.  They are kind, generous, careful and are offering service.   When the sisters and cousins chant the Hail Mary at 7 pm, it is  so beautiful.  Such devotion cannot be feigned.  They are tireless in caring for the people waiting in chairs outside.  Some of these are in mystical states of prayer and the family takes care of them

You receive a small plastic bag containing a cotton ball soaked in the chrism oil. It has a wonderful lightness and a subtle, sweet fragrance. You can sit in front of the statue and simply gaze upon her.  The air seems to be filled with bright white and  golden light.  The family will give you a cushion and you can pray.  There are some who come with doubts and cameras, but this does not matter.  Come as you are. Originally  in some weeks 3000 people came.   Now there are approximately 20 – 50 there at any one time.  You ignore the hubbub and focus on Her divine presence and your mind becomes still.  At times the Hail Mary arises spontaneously from within. I felt so uplifted, radiant, happy and energised.   Different prayers arose in her presence and wisdom  and insight were given on each situation.

I felt she was saying to me,

“My child, cease your afflictions, for you are deeply loved.  Come to me, just as you are”.

Our Lady of Guadalupe said  to Juan Diago on Dec 9 or 12, 1531, as narrated by Antonio Valeriano,

“Hear me and understand well, my son the least, that nothing should frighten or grieve you. Let not your heart be disturbed. Do not fear that sickness, nor any other sickness or anguish. Am I not here, who is your Mother? Are you not under my protection? Am I not your health? Are you not happily within my fold? What else do you wish? Do not grieve nor be disturbed by anything.”

Hail, Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with Thee.

Blessed art Thou among women, and blessed is the fruit of Thy womb, Yesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God, Holy Mary, Mary, Mary,

Pray for us now, and at the hour of our death.


If anyone would like to visit the statue, please contact


for details of address and visiting times.

Below are links to an article and a video:



Tomb of Jesus in Kashmir

These photos of the Tomb of Jesus were taken recently by a resident of New Delhi, with the permission of the local people.   She writes,

“[This]  ..  is ..  a remarkable subject, which can alter beliefs, religion and political scenario completely in a positive manner. I had read a book ‘Jesus lived in India’ by Holger Kirsten few years ago which evoked my interest in this subject. Recently I visited Kashmir and made sure to go to downtown Srinagar (which has some disturbance) and visited the shrine of Youza Asif, beloved to be Lord Jesus. I attach 2 photographs of the place which were allowed to me by local population.”

Miguel Serrano describes his visit to the tomb in Kashmir  in his book “The Serpent of Paradise”, p. 126,

“It was evening when I arrived at the tomb, and in the light of the sunset the faces of the men and children in the street looked almost sacred.  They looked like people of ancient times; possibly they were related to one of the lost tribes of Israel that are said to have immigrated to India.  The children were wearing long shirts and primitive jewels, and their eyes were very bright…

As I knelt to pray, I felt as though I were kneeling in Christ’s tomb in Jerusalem.”


For more detailed research, see the page, “Lord Jesus Christ, Master of Yoga”, Sections 4.7 and 4.8.

Sri Bhagavan Nityananda of Ganeshpuri

Bade Baba Nityananda was a Natha yogi of the same lineage as Matsyendranath and Gorakhnath of the Nav Nath Sampradaya (c. 9th c. AD),  Isha Natha (Lord Jesus) and Patanjali, whose guru was Nandinath (c. 200 BC).   Bade Baba left the body in 1961, and he is still pouring sweet love into all our lives today.

“The heart is the hub of all sacred places.  Go there and roam.”

Sri Gayatri Parsee Ma, Jenny Marfatia, was one of Bade Baba’s true disciples and friends.  She left the body in a cloud of golden light and love on 11th June, 2010, aged 89.  She is Aum.

“You are Guru, Brahman, Self.”

“Stay at home.”

This silence is uncanny.

Nityananda Arati

I posted an attempt at transcription from the sung version, but  I do not know Marathi.   Another devotee of Bhagavan has sent in an extremely helpful comment:

Namo Nityananda…..
Namaskaram… here I’m Mahesh Mhatre wanting to correct Shri Baba’s Aarti, pls accept it.

Nityananda Arati

Sadgurunath Maharaj ki jay

Hail Nityananda, the embodiment of truth


Jaya jay Aarati Nityananda

Jaya jay Aarati Nityananda

Saguna rupi Govinda

Saguna rupi Govinda

Jaya jay arati Nityananda

Jaya jay arati Nityananda

Prathama dataa rupa ghesi

Prathama datta rupa ghesi

Dwitiya shripada hoshi

Dwitiya sripada hoshi

Tritiya nara hari hoshi

Tritiya nara hari hoshi

Ganagapuri lila davasi

Ganagaapuri lila davasi


Manika prabhu tu hosi

Manika prabhu tu hosi

Akkalkot Swami hoshi

Akkalkot Swami hoshi

Sirdi Sai Natha hoshi

Sirdi Sai Natha hoshi

Kali yugi Nityananda banasi

Kali yugi Nityananda banasi


Aisi aneka rupe tu gesi

Aisi aneka rupe tu gesi

Ganeshapuri tu vasasi

Ganeshpuri tu vasasi

Bhaktanchi echha puravisi

Bhaktanchi echha puravisi

Balana bahu avadasi

Balana bahu avadasi


Shri Sadgurunath Maharaj ki jay
Shri Nityanand Bhagwan ki Jai
Anant Koti Brahmandnayak Rajadhiraj
Yogiraj Parbrahma Shri Nityanand Gurudev Ki Jai