Once I found myself becoming very angry while at Maharaji’s temple. Most of the anger was directed against my fellow Western devotees. Although there were perhaps some justifiable reasons for the anger, the fever pitch to which it had risen at the end of the two weeks was surprising, even to me. It was at that point that I walked to the temple and arrived late. All the Westerners were sitting in the usual row on the porch, on the opposite side of the ashram courtyard from where Maharaji was sitting. From here they could watch him...goo.gl/bqvKfl
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