"Think that Shri Mataji is not your sister, but the epitome of music." That sentence did the job. The link of brother-sister relationship had been so strong and the bond of love, so unshakable, that I had not been able to get out of my conditioning. But in identifying Shri Mataji as that note which is the pinnacle of music, this bond was broken. The shackles were removed and suddenly I found a new identity of Shri Mataji which was totally formless, which had no prefixes or suffixes, which was put and unmaligned by the stains of relation or any bond. I felt a strange experience within myself, as if the identity of my sister was being taken over by the identity of this formless note of music. I knew then and there, that a transformation was taking place within me. |
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