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Contents:
Introduction
The Early Years
A Cobra for a Pet
A Man of Miracles
A Tragic Death
Sweet Memories
Simple Truths
And Then There Was One
His Light Still Shines
YOGA BOOK
YOGA GURU SRI TAT WALE BABA -
RISHI OF THE HIMALAYAS
Vincent J. Daczynski
(Runterrollen für die Deutsche Übersetzung)
Chapter 5
His Holiness Maharishi Mahesh Yogi.
The sun had set and were it not for the electric torches provided by Swami, I would not be able to see my hand before my face. In
keeping with the traditional Indian custom, Swami invited me to stay overnight. I readily accepted. Soon the night's darkness was
accompanied by a chilling breeze which blew through the cracks in the cottage, causing whirlpools of leaves to stir on the concrete
floor. About 8:00 p.m. Swami Shankardasji fixed me a bedroll of blankets and I snuggled in for the night. Not used to retiring so
early, I lay awake recalling the time twenty years earlier when I had met Tat Wale Baba.
It was March 30, 1969. I was at Maharishi Mahesh Yogi's ashram, attending a course to become a teacher of the Transcendental Meditation program. The ashram was located on a hill overlooking the
Ganges, just about a kilometer below the retreat of Tat Wale Baba. There were 120 other people from all parts of the world also attending the training at the ashram.
News quickly spread that Maharishi Mahesh Yogi had invited "the wise man of the mountains," Tat Wale Baba, to come visit us that afternoon. In the early afternoon we
all anxiously waited for our guest to arrive.
At the appointed time several ochre-robed men made their way toward the lecture hall. Along with them was Maharishi Mahesh Yogi who was accompanied by Tat Wale Baba, a muscular golden-brown-skinned
Adonis. Also joining along were some of the course participants. Tat Wale Baba's features were much like that of an American Indian. He was naked except for an ochre loincloth which was held around his waist with a brass chain. His black braided hair flowed down
his back and was so long that, were it not carried by an attendant, it would have trailed along the ground. The unworldly beauty of this man was unsurpassed by any individual that I had
ever seen. I can best compare him with the godlike men depicted in mythology. Tat Wale Baba was also called Mahavir Dash, meaning "Hanuman, servant of Rama."
Das war der 30. März 1969. Ich war im Ashram von Maharishi Mahesh Yogi und besuchte einen Kurs um ein Lehrer des Programms der Transzendentalen Meditation zu werden. Der Ashram lag auf einem Hügel über dem Ganges, nur ungefähr einen Kilometer unter dem
Zufluchtsort von Tat Wale Baba. Es waren noch 120 weitere Leute aus allen Teilen der Welt da, die auch das Training im Ashram besuchten. Maharishi Mahesh Yogi hatte „den weisen Mann der Berge“ eingeladen, Tat Wale Baba, um uns an diesem Nachmittag zu besuchen. Am frühen morgen warteten wir alle gespannt auf die Ankunft unseres Gastes.
Zur verabredeten Zeit gingen mehrere ockerfarben gekleidete Männer auf dem Weg zur Vorlesungshalle. Zusammen mit ihnen war Maharishi Mahesh Yogi, der von Tat Wale Baba begleitet wurde, einem muskulösen Adonis von goldbrauner Hautfarbe. Es waren auch einige Kursteilnehmer in der Begleitung. Tat Wale Babas Merkmale waren sehr wie die eines Indianers. Er war nackt außer einem ockerfarbenen Leinen, das von einer Messingkette um seiner Hüfte gehalten wurde. Sein schwarzes, geflochtenes Haar floß seinen Rücken hinunter und war so lang, daß es, wenn es nicht von einem Helfer getragen würde, auf dem Boden geschleift hätte. Die unirdische Schönheit dieses Mannes wurde von keinem Menschen übertroffen, den ich jemals gesehen hatte. Ich kann ihn am besten mit den gottähnlichen Menschen der Mythologie vergleichen. Tat Wale Baba wurde auch Mahavir Dash genannt, was „Hanuman, Diener von Rama“ bedeutet.
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