On the Divine
Person by Frank
Marrero , For Beloved
Avatara Adi Da Love-Ananda,
Samraj, Eleutherios, The Bright Ruchira
Buddha Chapter Ten: Divine Radar Soon after the holy days were passed I went to
Honolulu to handle some legal matters for the
Church, and was forced to spend the night on Oahu
as Kauai had no night-time airport. I stayed with a
recent 'ex' of a fellow devotee. I flirted with this beautiful woman to the max,
but she only laughed. I slept on the living room
floor, disturbed I had been neither straight nor
consoled. I had constant nightmares in fact, with
monsters chasing me until finally I was gotten! I
woke up in terror and without thinking called
"Master." I looked at the clock, 3:04. It would be
light soon and I could take the dawn jet. I fell back asleep and into the dream state.
Master Da came to my call, sat down, and gave me
His knee to place my head upon. He placed His hand
upon my head as well and, just like in the waking
state, strong force rushed through me, like
standing under a gushing waterfall. The force rushing through me was extremely
blissful, and the flow's only imperfection were
ripples against the inside of my body-self. My
attention was drawn within to examine this lack of
flow. At last I came upon the rippling projection
and it was my own contraction! The truth of the
Teaching annealed itself deep in understanding. I
was amazed and understood. I released the
contraction and the divine Flow was uninterrupted,
rushing me into uninterrupted samadhi. I awoke at the proper time to catch the earliest
jet. Grut picked me up from the airport at 7am as
the last assignment of his night shift. As we were
driving back to the sanctuary, Grut turned to me
and inquired, "Oh, where were you just after three
o'clock this morning?" I wanted to be sure. I replied, "Why do you
ask?" "The Master woke up just after 3 and wanted to
know where you were. I told him you were in
Honolulu, is that right? I told Grut that I had a nightmare and it woke
me up and as I awoke I called out 'Master.' Grut just nodded. His 'of course' disposition
about the constant stream of miracles surrounding
the God-Man struck me. Like the eye of the
hurricane, Master Da stands perfectly still and all
the energies rush and swirl in and up. That evening I told the All-Pervading One in
Person about the nightmare and the dream. He
confirmed, "Yes, I heard you and gave you my knee.
I was glad to help you." Then He leaned forward and stared me eye to eye,
"But I want you to use Me for a lot more than
getting out of trouble." I was in awe the entire evening. When the
gathering broke into dance, I stood in the rear of
the room to stretch my sore knees. People were
rushing to and fro and the music began to blast. I
just peered through the room and feasted my eyes
upon the Living God. What kind of person hears your
heart call across vast distance and comes to your
help? Within the laughter and music, chattering of
beers and clanging glasses, I softly whispered to
myself the answer, "Master." The Person of Love looked up across the party
and found my eyes. "What?" I fell back against the
wall. Again He blatantly demonstrated the primacy
of the heart in matters of communication. It was no
different from the night before when I called Him
from the heart and apparently from afar and
amazingly, miraculously, He heard me clearly. Itold Him, "I want to give you a hug." Itoo
spoke my heart. He opened His arms. The party
parted and I stepped through the room, but tripped
just before His chair, falling into His arms. He
wrapped His arms around me for a long forever time,
held my face in His hands, gave me at least one of
His sloppy kisses and sent me into samadhi.
Couldn't tell you what happened after that. But this phenomena of what I call "divine
radar," whereby the living god-man in person hears
heart prayers, I and others experienced many
times. Iremember the first time I noticed. In 1981, we
were in Land Bridge Pavilion with the Teacher of
Wisdom; it was near 9 pm and we had been sitting
with Him and listening to Him talk since three. He
noted the lateness and asked if we weren't hungry.
Amumble chorus of no's! (knowing food would be the
end of the sitting occasion) and 'well, yeahs,'
filled the air. I was sitting halfway back amongst 360 voices
and I saw the Master turn from me to get some water
from a side table as I whispered softly to myself,
'You're the feast'. As if the room had been silent He whirled back
around and looked me straight in the eye and
whispered back 'yes'. There are endless divine radar stories
surrounding the Person of the Heart and always an
endless stream of blessing pouring from Him. I forever remember a moment with Him, the day of
the super bowl. Television had just come back after
the storm and the Master invited all the men to his
room to watch the game. I was first to Free Standing Man. I went in
through the kitchen as we always did and waited in
the breakfast room, the chung room, for the rest of
the guys. But the ladies in attendance in the
kitchen motioned for me to go on to His
bedroom. I didn't want to go alone. The evening before I
had been roasted to a crystalline black and feared
what He might say to me alone. But I was ushered
along and I remember turning the corner in fear and
watching Him look up in love. Volumes and simplicity were communicated to me,
I remember knowing deeply that there is only this
moment to love or not. No past, only won't you
enter now into love? No future needed: only won't
you join me in love with the Person of Love? He was tapping cigarettes for His devotees so
that they would already be ready to celebrate with
gifts from Him; He offered me one and lit it for
me, asking, "Who are you rooting for today?" I told
Him the underdog Washington and we talked football
bullshit for a couple of minutes. He was so sweet.
By the Grace of the Master, this lesson on freedom
stayed and grows in me. No past or future; only
will I now enter into love?
The Transcendental Self is Pure Radiance. The Heart-Space is Bright with Bliss. The crystal and the mirror and the mind reflect
a light beyond, but the Heart is inherently
Bright with the Bliss of Divine Being. In the Heart there is no doubt of God. Beloved Adi Da's The Hymn of the
Master Chapter
Two: I Didn't Understand Chapter
Three: The Secret Place Chapter
Four: Welcome to the Gom-Boo Chapter Six: The Cult of
Pairs Revisited Chapter Seven: The Thief
Chapter Eight: The Storm of
the Century Chapter Nine: The Christmas
Miracle
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