Sneakers
Here's one of the simplest ways I can think of to describe the value that Maharaji (aka Prem Rawat) provides a human being.
This morning I was just about to leave my house and drive to my local health club when I realized I couldn't find my sneakers. I looked in my backpack where I usually stash them. They weren't there. I looked on the shoe rack. They weren't there, either. I looked in the hallway, the mudroom, the kitchen, and closet. Not there, not there, not there, and not there.
Then I looked down. Doh! I was wearing them!
What Maharaji does is show people what they already have, but aren't necessarily conscious of. Me? In my life? I was looking everywhere else for what seemed to be lost -- in places, in things, in people, in books ... but I couldn't find it anywhere.
Then Maharaji showed me where to look -- and what was waiting for me there. Voila!
Ah... I can hear my dear, sweet mother now. "Mitchell, for this, you're making such a big deal? A man who showed you what you already had? Oy vey!"
My mom's reaction, God bless her, is similar to the way many people describe a consultant: "Someone who tells you the time with your own watch."
But here's where the comparison breaks down. Maharaji doesn't just tell me the time... he tells me the timeless. And far beyond telling, he shows me.
(Oh, by the way, I made it to my health club and read People Magazine on the Stairmaster)
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