By John Harricharan
He had barely spoken when I felt the return of the swirling sensation. The entire scene changed and we found ourselves standing on the bank of a river. A young man dressed in Hindu clothing was approaching us. "You'll notice,John,that we can participate in this event," said Gideon.
The man walked up to us, tossed a smile at me and spoke to Gideon. "Hello! They told me you'd be here soon, so I hurried to meet you."Gideon seemed to know him and introduced him with the words, "My friend Krishna,of Hindu mythology."
The two of them continued a lively conversation as we approached the water's edge. It was barely sunrise as I stood on a large flat rock looking out over the calm waters. It was a beautiful morning as the sun reflected waving patterns of molten gold across the water's surface.
"What river is this?" I asked Krishna.
"It's a tributary of the river Ganga—what you would call the Ganges.In time, it will become the holiest of rivers for Hindus, just as the Jordan will become the holiest of rivers for
Christians and Jews alike."
Krishna walked over to the rock where I stood. He placed his foot on it and then moved aside. As I glanced down, I saw a footprint appear on the stone where there was none before.
"Did you do that?" I asked
He smiled mischievously."They'll speak about it for generations to come. Yea!For thousands of years, until they learn to direct their footsteps toward the light which beckons to all of us."
"Don't the Hindus speak of you as the most important manifestation of their god, Vishnu? I mean, in the twentieth century, they actually worship and sing praises to you. How do you feel about that?"
"We are all manifestations of God. We were created in the image of God. But the sad part is whenever any one person points the way to a better and more fulfilling life, his followers very quickly forget the way and start worshipping the way-shower."
"That's an interesting thought," I replied. "Sort of like worshipping the messenger while ignoring the message."
"Gideon is a close friend of mine," said Krishna. "We've known each other for eternity. He's agreed to work with you and teach you some of the eternal truths. Pay attention to him and you'll find that you're listening to yourself. Life is a joyous adventure. Start to enjoy it"
As I stood on the banks of this holy river, a sudden peace enveloped me. I felt at one with the world, at one with the universe. Perhaps, this was what was meant by "atone- ment," or, "at-one-ment." Then I heard Gideon saying to me,"We must return now." We said good-bye to Krishna and then that swirling sensation returned again. In the blink of an eye, we were transported back to the woods behind my house.
My watch still read ten-thirty. Apparently totally unconcerned, Rajah remained exactlywhere we'd left him. Gideon stood next to me. "Sit down," I said, motioning towards a large rock, "perhaps, you could explain some of this to me."
I stretched out on the grass under the tall trees and awaited Gideon's reply.
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Lecturer, entrepreneur and MBA business consultant, John Harricharan is the author of the award-winning book, "When You Can Walk on Water, Take the Boat." Spiritual Simplicity The Real Secret
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