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    Bade Baba’s image is so alive. 
    His gaze reflects all the blessings of Gurumayi’s love. 
    His gaze transmits all the blessings of Shri Guru Gita recitation.
    His gaze awakens Kundalini Shakti, who, out of delight, starts dancing.

    Sao Paulo, Brazil

    Viewing this gallery, I feel deep gratitude. My heart feels so open, so mellow, so gentle. My breath is a soft silky thread of gentle movement. My whole being is awash with the deepest contentment. I am in touch with such a stillness within, such peace—an abundance of sweet, sweet blessings.

    Macclesfield, United Kingdom

    Awareness of the in-dwelling Lord awakens within me as the still darkened sky yields to dawn. Muted golden light yields to vibrant shades of flaming orange along the eastern horizon and moves like a rising curtain to reveal a massive snow-capped mountain above a placid sea. The colors of Bade Baba’s cape and setting in the Temple mirror the sunrise. Being greeted by his image and the sounds of Shri Guru Gita is, for me, like a sunrise for the soul, one I have been blessed to receive for 40 years. I am immensely grateful for the life gifted to me in all those years since.

    Washington, United States