"In remembering God and realizing His Love, there is no room for mental and physical acrobatics. Give up all outer appearances of religious attitude to realize Him. He decides the right time for an elevation to higher states. Do not force anything...let it all happen naturally."

"Wisdom is knowing you are only an actor. Ignorance is when you think you are not."

"Work itself is God, if it works of itself and you are a passive spectator...just perform the duties with which you are entrusted, faithfully, accepting His Will. Don't worry, for worry makes you the doer. Penance (work) is necessary for existence in this world, but not for Him."

"Being a saint or monk has not to do with God but acceptance by tradition."

"Recite Mahanam casually in the midst of your daily life. The rest leave to Him, the Doer."

In my case, Dadaji took a piece of white paper from a pad on his own table into the next room. There I held the blank paper while touching it to my forehead as I prostrated on the marble floor. When Dada directed me to, I looked at the paper and in the upper left corner in red ink were written two words which were for me Mahanam. After reciting Mahanam, with an inhalation of the first word (Gopal) and exhalation of the second (Govinda), several times, Dadaji requested that I again look at the paper and the writing was gone. He then requested that I should not disclose this Mahanam to anyone. I agreed. I inhaled a marvelous musk spicy Fragrance which filled the air around me, both then and throughout the entire day at various intervals.

Having read of this experience had by others, I had mentally requested the magical message to be in Swahili, since this was a language that I was relatively sure would not be familiar to Dadaji, nor would it ordinarily be associated with me. The fact that the piece of paper was not a piece that I had brought from the Oberoi Hotel, and the fact that the Mahanam did not appear in Swahili but in Hindi, was just fine by me. I had no expectation and the experience was immensely rewarding and stays with me a very great deal of the time.

After our first encounter, I planned to leave that morning, without television crew, to go to Madras for another interview. Dadaji requested that I come to his house again that evening rather than go to Madras. Dadaji said that he did not wish to have my entire television crew, with our bulky equipment, film what was personal between us, but that it was okay if I brought along a silent movie camera. I said fine, that I was looking forward to being with him again, but would appreciate an interview at the crack of dawn the next morning with full television crew, since in Calcutta power fails at 9 am (scheduled "load shedding"; sharing of electric power). This was agreed to by both of us in good spirits.

That evening I returned to his house with Mr. Bhasker, the Indian NBC cameraman, from Bombay. Dadaji met us in the heat of the evening wearing only his lungi (ankle-length, wrap-around attire), bare from the navel up. I was still in great spirit, flowing with the Mahanam, and had experienced this Fragrance many times during the day.

Dadaji called me closer. While sitting at his feet, he stroked my back, my chest, and then from under my beard produced a beautiful watch that I am now wearing. It certainly is unique looking with bevelled glass crystal, purple and silver face with gold marking and hands. My eyesight is so poor I couldn't read the original markings on the watch, which were read by Mr. Bhasker to me as "Nino, Swiss Made". Dadaji then took the watch and touched it, whereupon the inscription was supposedly changed to "Sri Sri Satyanarayan, Made in Dreamland." Miracle or magic matters not to me. It is the holograph I have of my experience that is all-important.

I can understand well the feeling of those who have had the same experience as I, that is,

"Reaching a divine orgasm when you are reunited with yourself...His secret footprints, His secret Fragrance, His secret music follows in your heart and everywhere. God is the sound of your heartbeat, making love twenty-four hours a day."

Although Dadaji lives in a world of business and the family, he is still aware of human love as a possible attachment. Whenever there is the feeling that "I" possess another person there is ego attachment. In America we are well aware of the romantic love centered syndrome where someone's true love has been "lost" or stolen like any other possession. Dadaji says,

"Human love is fickle and fragile and imbued with egoism. Remember Him. His Love is pure and everlasting."

"This time of the body is temporary. We are actors and are paid according to our performance."

Many miracles of all types, from materialization of objects, filling sealed rooms with drops of fragrant water on the floor and Fragrance in the air, to curing the incurable and bringing people back into their bodies after death, are all attributed to Dadaji. According to the writings about such instances, one of the most common occurrences is for Dadaji to heal by long distance telephone calls. According to voluminous testimony, when Dadaji receives a call in Calcutta from even London or the United States, he asks the caller to place a cup of pure water before the phone receiver and it changes through the Mahanam into holy water. When the critically ill person tastes the water many thousands of miles away, the water has the holy Fragrance associated with the presence of Dadaji. According to Dadaji, what distinguishes this type of miracle-working from that of others is that he does not wish to be seen as the doer of such a miracle, but merely the actor-spectator in a drama written by God.

Dadaji's criticism of the modern guru phenomena to gain material wealth, fame, and worship by devotees, questions the motives of all gurus.

"No person can be a guru. Each person has within the Guru, who is God. Don't look to gurus (spiritual preceptors), yogis (those people who claim to be accomplished in esoteric mental/physical powers), babas (holy fathers) and saints, look within...no person can initiate you into God. This is all humbugism and exploitation. As soon as you say, 'I am the guru, I am the doer,' you are an egoist. When those who sell God realize Him, they will be out of business."

"Remember Him, do your duty, enjoy."

In a letter sent to Dadaji prior to the test, Mr. Stewart wrote, "If I am cured, that will be very beautiful, and if I am not, that's okay, too, and will in no way interfere with my love and faith in our witnessing the Mahanam. Don't be frightened by all the gadgetry as the love and faith we have is what is important. Technology as part of the wisdom can be an aid and not an enemy of all that we can show."

Many people were gathered in the private Los Angeles residence of Dr. Khetani where reclining on a couch, Dadaji was connected to monitoring devices. Stewart and his doctors were in the operation theater in Houston. Then Dadaji's Fragrance filled the hospital room and out of nowhere appeared an elderly man offering Mr. Stewart coffee.

Dr. James Hardt, who was conducting the test in Los Angeles, was so flabbergasted with the events he dropped the phone. While Dadaji casually talked with those around him in Los Angeles, His Aroma manifesting in the Houston hospital operating room, proved that for Dadaji there is no difference between Houston and Los Angeles, no time or space. Maco Stewart was cured and later came twice to India to visit Dadaji.