Yogananda, Paramahansa, 1893-1952; Yogis -- India -- Biography
That afternoon I recounted my experience to a visiting disciple.
His spiritual development under KRIYA YOGA was so remarkable that
I often called him “saint,” remembering Babaji’s prophecy that America
too would produce men and women of divine realization through the
ancient yogic path.
This disciple and a number of others generously insisted on making a
donation for my travels. The financial problem thus solved, I made
arrangements to sail, via Europe, for India. Busy weeks of preparations
at Mount Washington! In March, 1935 I had the Self-Realization
Fellowship chartered under the laws of the State of California as
a non-profit corporation. To this educational institution go all
public donations as well as the revenue from the sale of my books,
magazine, written courses, class tuition, and every other source
of income.
“I shall be back,” I told my students. “Never shall I forget
America.”
At a farewell banquet given to me in Los Angeles by loving friends,
I looked long at their faces and thought gratefully, “Lord, he who
remembers Thee as the Sole Giver will never lack the sweetness of
friendship among mortals.”
I sailed from New York on June 9, 1935 {FN39-1} in the EUROPA. Two
students accompanied me: my secretary, Mr. C. Richard Wright, and
an elderly lady from Cincinnati, Miss Ettie Bletch. We enjoyed the
days of ocean peace, a welcome contrast to the past hurried weeks.
Our period of leisure was short-lived; the speed of modern boats
has some regrettable features!
Like any other group of inquisitive tourists, we walked around the
huge and ancient city of London. The following day I was invited to
address a large meeting in Caxton Hall, at which I was introduced
to the London audience by Sir Francis Younghusband. Our party
spent a pleasant day as guests of Sir Harry Lauder at his estate
in Scotland. We soon crossed the English Channel to the continent,
for I wanted to make a special pilgrimage to Bavaria. This would
be my only chance, I felt, to visit the great Catholic mystic,
Therese Neumann of Konnersreuth.
Years earlier I had read an amazing account of Therese. Information
given in the article was as follows:
(1) Therese, born in 1898, had been injured in an accident at the
age of twenty; she became blind and paralyzed.
(2) She miraculously regained her sight in 1923 through prayers
to St. Teresa, “The Little Flower.” Later Therese Neumann’s limbs
were instantaneously healed.
(3) From 1923 onward, Therese has abstained completely from food
and drink, except for the daily swallowing of one small consecrated
wafer.
(4) The stigmata, or sacred wounds of Christ, appeared in 1926 on
Therese’s head, breast, hands, and feet. On Friday of every week
thereafter, she has passed through the Passion of Christ, suffering
in her own body all his historic agonies.
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