My Baba & I (Miracle - The Crucifix)
By Dr. John S. Hislop
Excerpted From Dr. Hislop's book "My Baba & I"
The crucifix was created by Baba on a most auspicious day, Mahasivaratri. Baba had reached a decision to halt the yearly public viewing of the birth of the lingam as it flashes from his mouth and comes to rest in his hands, cushioned by a silk handkerchief. Although that public portion of the holy festival of Mahasivaratri was now terminated; nevertheless the lingam would be created by Baba each year again and again, for it is a principal sign by which we may know the Avatar. In respect to the oval, egg-shaped lingam which Baba produces from within his body on Mahasivaratri night, he says, "It is not possible for you to understand the divine purpose and gauge its potential or to know the significance of its manifestation. In order to bear witness to the fact that Divinity is among you, it becomes necessary for me to express this attitude of mine. Otherwise the atmosphere of hatred, greed, envy, cruelty, violence, and irreverence will overwhelm the good, the humble, and the pious. The lingam is a symbol of the beginningless and endless, of the infinite it is the most fitting symbol of the Omnipresent, Omniscient, and Omnipotent Lord. Everything starts from it and everything is subsumed in it."
We may also know the Avatar by the sixteen signs that accompany him: creation, preservation, dissolution, knowledge of incarnations, special Grace and the power to bestow it; each of these in the past, present, and future, thus totaling fifteen, with the sixteenth being Paramatma, the Divine, resident in the heart of each being. To these sixteen signs of the divine incarnation of the Avatar, Baba adds another sign, which he terms the most significant of all - divine love, universal and impersonal, yet personal. The lingam has been seen by the writer a number of times. On the occasion of one Mahasivarathi night, I was sitting quite close to Baba. When the moment came, I saw a flash of gold come from his mouth and saw the lingam caught in the silk handkerchief held by his hands. It was of gold. How an object that size came up Sri Baba's throat cannot be explained. At another Mahasivaratri, the lingam was translucent, and there was a clearly visible flame in the center of the lingam.
The evening before the Mahasivarathri day of 1973 we were told to be ready in the early morning for a trip. Our destination was Bandipur Game Sanctuary several hours away from Mysore State.
As we crossed a bridge above a sandy, dry riverbed, Baba indicated that this would be the place. He said we would all return here just at dusk, and this we did. The cars halted at the side of the road, and we started to climb down the bank to the sandy river bottom.
I, was beside Baba. As we passed a bush, Swami broke off two twigs, placed them together and asked me, “WHAT IS THIS, HISLOP?
"Well, Swami, it is a cross,” I answered. Baba then closed his fingers over the twigs and directed three somewhat slow breaths in his fist, between thumb and forefinger. Then he opened his hand to reveal a Christ figure crucified on a cross and gave it to me.
He said, "This shows Christ as he really was at the time he left his body, not as artists have imagined him or as historians have told him. His stomach is pulled in and his ribs are all showing. He had no food for eight days."
I looked at the crucifix, but found no words. Then Baba continued. "The is wood from the actual cross on which Christ was crucified. To find some of the wood after 2000 years took little time! The image is of Christ after he died. It is a dead face."
I noticed something odd and asked, "Swami, what is that hole at the top of the cross?." Baba replied that the cross had been originally hung from a standard.
We continued down to the river bed, and Baba seated us in a rectangle, with himself at the head. It could be seen that Swami’s body was already in labour, and the group at once started signing Bhajans (sacred songs of devotion and praise to divinity.)This continued without interruption until the lingam came out from Baba's throat and was caught by him in a silk handkerchief.
After the lingam had been admired by everyone, Swami put it aside. He then raised a small heap of sand in front of his knees, and with his finger sketched an outline on it. Then in a moment or two, he dug his hand into the sand and brought forth a silver flask filled with amrita. Then he moved his hand, and created a small silver cup.
Everyone, from his hand, was then given a portion of the amrita nectar of Gods. How delicate was the taste! It is unique. There is no other taste to compare to it.
Within a few weeks we were back at our home in Mexico and were soon to witness an amazing serious of events in relations to the crucifix. The cross is so small that the details on the figure of Christ escape the eye. A friend, Walter, came down to our home and took some color photographs of the crucifix.
The over-all length of the Christ figure is only one inch, and Walter was to make some enlargements to bring out details. When he mailed us a sample of prints, my wife and I were astounded. I wrote to him and said that if the pictures were seen around the world, they would create an art sensation.
I am sure it is the greatest sculpture of Christ ever made. In my estimation, it is the most extraordinary object Sri Sathya Sai has ever created for the joy of his devotees.
A few weeks later, Walter and his wife returned with color enlargements of the cross. These along with thee actual cross, were spread out on the dinning room table, next to large French window over looking the sea.
The time was about 5 p.m. The details revealed by the photographs enlargements were so extraordinary that all the persons present were concentrating on this amazing vision of Christ, and on the mystery and wonder of Sri Bhagawan Baba.
On this afternoon, the sky along the Mexican coast was clear and peaceful. But suddenly, without any warning, there was a loud crash of thunder and as our eyes turned to the windows, lightning flashed from a dark cloud, where a moment before there had been only clear sky.
A violent wind rushed through the house, causing windows and doors to open and shut with such force that the glass was in danger of shattering. The curtains were flying in all directions. We were much stalled by this turn of events, but my wife at once, said, " It is 5 p.m. Christ died on the cross, and what is now happening is described in the Bible. "
She late brought a Bible and we looked until we found the pertinent paragraph, which said that at the moment Christ gave up His life, a violent storm arose with lighting and thunder, and winds rent the curtains of the temple.
We concluded that we had witnessed a wonder totally beyond our power of imagination. Before our eyes had occurred nothing less than a recapitulation of events related to the crucifixion. The following day newspaper in San Diego carried a brief story commenting on the sudden and mysterious storm that had arisen without warning on the Mexican coast, near Ensenda. We had our friends concluded that this recapitulation of an event which had taken place some 2000 years ago upon the crucifixion of Christ, implied a great power connected in some way with that Small cross and Christ figure materialized by Baba.
It might be thought that the story of the cross was now complete. And few senior devotees were having lunch with Swami and Baba said to “Hislop arrived in Bangalore just now and is waiting”.
One of the men at the table said Swami; You made a crucifix for Dr. Hislop." Baba replied, “Yes, I made it for him. And when I went to look for the wood, every particle of the cross had disintegrated and had returned to the elements. I reached out the elements and reconstituted sufficient material for a small cross. Very seldom does Swami interfere with Nature, but occasionally, for a devotee, it will be done”.
Jai Sai Ram
Base your actions on knowledge, the knowledge that all is One. Let the action be suffused with Bhakti; that is to say, humility, Love, Mercy, and non-violence. Let Bhakti by filled with knowledge
Otherwise it will be as light as a balloon which drifts along any current of air, or gust of wind. Mere knowledge will make the heart dry; Bhakti makes is soft with sympathy, and karma gives the hands something to do, something which will sanctify every one of the minutes that have fallen to your lot to live.
*Bhagawan Sri Sathya Sai Baba*
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