Divine Times E-Book

VïDâ González

• Herausgeber: Tequisté
• Kategorie: Religion und Spiritualität
• Serie: Divine Times
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2021

Seitenzahl: 262

Beschreibung

AN ALTERNATIVE VIEW OF REALITY   Divine Times describes the somewhat peculiar way in which a family of Sri Sathya Sai Baba's devotees live. From the very beginning of their relationship with the Great Avatar these people have been receiving messages by way of dreams, visitations and primarily meditations. Each devotee has his or her personal way of relating to the Being that millions of people in the world have accepted as the Highest Divine Incarnation to have descended to the density of the third dimension. This is their way. Life in the countryside has been full of challenges but having been isolated from society for so long has given them the opportunity to cultivate the contemplation of the Self and to practice silence as a way of life, all along applying the teachings received directly from the Great Avatar and from other Light Beings that have visited them over the years. In this book you will also find some propagating and cultivating techniques that they have used to grow most of their food in the harsh and semi-desertic Australian environment in which they live. The main objective of the book is to reveal an alternative reality, a different way of living a spiritual life to which more and more people are awakening; they put spirituality into practice, which is one of the simplest ways to return to Divinity, that which is our ultimate goal.

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Acknowledgments

This humble effort could not have been completed without the invaluable help of my beloved wife, Cristina, who spent many hours correcting my mistakes and looking after me.

Our kids Annie and Nicolas González made it possible with their generosity.

Tulsi Chandiramani and Patricia Wohlgemuth with their enduring support and unconditional love.

Myriam Aguilar, with her patient company; and so many others that kept me going with their encouragement and love.

Theresa and Julian Fitzgerald deserve and have a special place in our hearts and none of this could have been possible without their help.

VïDâ González

Dialogue with the supreme being

“Forget the past”

“EVERY NIGHT, BEFORE YOU GO TO SLEEP, OFFER ME YOUR ACTIONS AND YOUR WORDS, AND ALSO OFFER ME THE CONSEQUENCES OF ALL YOUR ACTIONS.

WHEN YOU GIVE ME EVERYTHING, WITHOUT EXCEPTION, YOU UNQUESTIONABLY LET GO OF THE SUPPOSED RESPONSIBILITY THAT SOCIETY CREDITS YOU WITH, IN ORDER TO BE ABLE TO HOLD YOU MORAL AND LEGALLY RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR ACTIONS.

IF YOU HAVE BEEN SINCERE IN OFFERING ME YOUR ACTIONS AND INACTIONS, YOUR WORDS, AND YOUR SILENCES, IN THEORY YOU HAVE NOT BEEN LEFT WITH ANYTHING.

THEREFORE, IF YOU HAVE DONE SO, YOU CAN NO LONGER TAKE RESPONSIBILITY FOR WHAT IS NOT YOURS. IF IT DOES NOT BELONG TO YOU, IT DOES NOT SUBDUE YOU. MAN ONLY CARES ABOUT HIS FAMILY, HIS HOUSE, HIS POSSESSIONS, AMONG OTHER THINGS.

BUT IF YOU NO LONGER HAVE YOUR POSSESSIONS, YOU HAVE NO WORRIES ANYMORE.

WHAT YOU GAVE ME LAST NIGHT IS MINE. I WILL BE THE ONE WHO TAKES CARE OF THE CONSEQUENCES OF YOUR ACTIONS; YOU HAVE LET GO OF THAT RESPONSIBILITY.

DO YOU UNDERSTAND?”

Yes Father, I do understand. Still, the society in which I live holds me accountable for my actions.

“THEN, MAKE SURE THAT YOU ONLY PERFORM LOVING AND LAUDABLE ACTIONS. THAT WAY, NO ONE CAN ACCUSE YOU OF ANYTHING.

WHAT I’M OFFERING YOU IS FREEDOM ITSELF. EVERY MORNING YOU CAN GET UP QUIETLY AND START A NEW DAY.

BY NOT HAVING TO BEAR THE WEIGHT OF YOUR PAST ACTIONS, YOU WILL FEEL LIGHT AND VITAL, READY TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF EVERY OPPORTUNITY YOUR LORD WANTS TO GIVE YOU.

DON’T YOU THINK IT’S WONDERFUL TO KNOW THAT WHAT HAPPENED YESTERDAY NO LONGER ENSLAVES YOU?”

Your Baba

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Placidly resting under the shade of the Kalpataru

“THE MEN AND WOMEN OF THIS PRESENT TIME ARE INFINITELY MORE PRIVILEGED THAN THE ONES FROM THE PREVIOUS GENERATION.

ALTHOUGH IT IS TRUE THAT IN THE 1960’s THERE WERE MUCH SMALLER CROWDS AROUND, MOST DEVOTEES WERE NEVER ABLE TO REMOVE FROM THEIR EYES THE VEIL OF ILLUSION THAT CREATES THE MISCONCEPTION OF SEPARATION.

ABSOLUTE COMPREHENSION IS ONLY NOW STARTING TO OCCUR, AND IT WILL TAKE A MAN, A SIMPLE MAN, TO FULLY UNDERSTAND MY GLORY.

THE GREAT HOLOGRAM WILL DO THE REST.

AFTER THAT, MOST PEOPLE WILL BE ABLE TO SEE BEYOND THE ILLUSION WITH CERTAIN LEVEL OF CLARITY.

YOU SEE, MY MAYA IS VERY POWERFUL, AND MOST PEOPLE ARE NEVER ABLE TO SEE PAST IT.

BECAUSE I HAVE ADOPTED A PHYSICAL FRAME TO WALK AMONG YOU, MOST DEVOTEES BELIEVE THAT I AM A HUMAN BEING.

BECAUSE I KNOW WHAT THEY ARE THINKING, THEY IMMEDIATELY IMAGINE THAT I CAN READ MINDS.

HOWEVER, NOTHING COULD BE FURTHER FROM THE TRUTH.

THE HUMAN BRAIN BEHAVES LIKE A RADIO RECEPTOR, WHICH MEANS, IT CAN CAPTURE RADIO WAVES AND TRANSFORM THEM INTO THOUGHTS, BUT IT CANNOT CREATE THEM.

GOD IS THE CREATOR OF EVERYTHING THERE IS, AND EVERY THOUGHT MANKIND HAS EVER HAD, EMANATED FROM THAT INFINITE BEING.

BUT I AM NOT A MAN, NOR AM I A WOMAN.

I AM NOT THE FOOD YOU EAT, OR THE EATER, OR THE ACT OF EATING.

I AM THE MOTIVATOR. I AM THE INSPIRATION BEHIND THE COSMIC DRAMA MAN LIVES AND HAS LIVED THROUGH THE AGES.

I DO NOT HAVE A NAME TO CALL MY OWN, OR A PIECE OF LAND WHERE TO STOP AND REST, FOR IF I WERE TO STOP PULSATING, THE WHOLE OF CREATION WOULD COLLAPSE.

I AM THAT.

I AM ALL THERE IS.

THE SUMMUM, THE SUM TOTAL OF CREATION.”

Your Baba

Foreword

At the beginning of my account, I naively thought that telling the story of how we live the way we do was going to be enough.

Tens of thousands of written words later, I came to the conclusion that describing what we do was not going to serve the reader well, since he or she cannot put themselves in our shoes, simply because they do not know how we got to this point.

So, I meditated for a long time, all the while asking my Divine Guide how to solve the puzzle I had in front of me and then, as always, my Compassionate Cosmic Mother came to my rescue.

“TELL THEM THE FULL STORY,” She said.

But that would mean to include many more thousands of words on this book, and I don’t think anyone would be interested in going through so many stories, so many dreams and visitations from Celestial Beings, so I am going to write down a few facts about us and how we came to be doing what we do, hoping that it will be enough.

If one day I am guided to write another book that would tell in detail how we ended up living the way we live, I will do it, but for now I will narrate a few episodes of our lives.

My personal story

I am a very simple man, with no formal education or fortune on which to fall back.

However, I am lucky, I know I am incredibly lucky.

I was a toddler when my beloved paternal grandmother took me in, right after my parents got a very acrimonious divorce following my little brother’s death in tragic circumstances at the age of two.

The few short years that I was blessed to live with my Nanna were to be essential in the formation of my character.

Staying with her, I could learn the basics of discipline and commitment from someone that could practice them, against all odds, on a daily basis.

Nevertheless, staying with my Granny was the good part of this saga and it only lasted about three or four years.

Once my dad remarried, he took me away from my safe haven and, not long after, things got really difficult for me as my relationship with his new wife was far from ideal. A few years later I ended up departing and going to live on the streets for quite some time, stealing to get whatever food I could and sleeping rough.

Although the streets were tough, and I was sexually abused at the age of nine and having been exposed to crime, drugs and the like, I was blessed to, somehow, walk away from it all. And the deep scars of my difficult childhood are slowly but surely finally being healed.

Looking back at my early life, I can see now that I always felt as if I was searching for someone, although I did not know whom that someone was.

The feeling that I was going to meet with somebody that would change the rules of the game was always with me, but the elusive person I was meant to encounter was nowhere to be found at that stage.

Eventually, after a very difficult period living on the streets of Montevideo, I was sent by my dad to Buenos Aires, the capital of Argentina, where my mum lived with her new husband and their children.

Because everything was new, and I was lucky to have a home for the first time in a long while, I felt alright for a period of time, but changing countries did not alleviated the pain I experienced by missing my Nanna, my little brother and the environment I was used to from birth.

However, after a long search, one blessed day I found Cristina, when I was fifteen and she was thirteen, and my good fortune was sealed forever.

Together we have been to the gates of hell a few times, and together, always holding each other’s hand, we were able to walk away every time.

“Get old by my side,” she proposed to me once. And here we are, getting old and holding each other when things get a bit too much.

Our first encounter was a magic meet made in Heaven, and from the very beginning we were told, in many different ways, that we had something to do and that one day we would know what it was.

To say that our life together has been complicated would be a severe understatement, but it has been a wonderful path that we have walked jointly.

Our love for each other has never wavered or diminished, even when things got really tough, especially when our little daughter Mercedes became severely ill and then died when she was only four years old.

Much later we were able to understand that all of the pain that we went through was a learning curve that we had to tread in order to be able to do what we do today.

However, that peculiar feeling of still being unable to find that special being that I felt I was meant to meet, never left me.

For me, the encounters with Celestial Beings started happening from an early age and, thankfully, they have never stopped.

I always had a natural tendency towards the quieter side of life, and a timely encounter with Lord Krishna, when I was about seventeen, gave me a much-needed direction in life and brought meditation and yoga into my existence.

That was a new beginning for me, as it introduced me into the magical world of Angels and other Heavenly Presences.

But again, I was still searching for someone.

All of the above happened while Cristina and I were getting to know each other and learning about a hidden world that most people thought it was a fantasy.

But it wasn’t a fantasy for us. It was quite real.

We got married and moved to Australia and kept making plans for our future together, one day, somewhere in Europe.

Our beautiful son Nicolas was born in 1991 and his arrival, soon after Cristina’s dad passed away, gave us the strength we needed to carry on, as at that time we encountered many difficulties in our daily life.

It was clear that we could not participate in society the way most people do it.

We did try, time and again, to be part of the new reality we were facing, but it just wasn’t to be.

I mean, we tried to fit into a world that made no sense to us, but we kept trying until it became clear that the world and us did not harmonize.

Our beautiful little daughter Mercedes was born in 1994, and then we felt that a cosmic circle had closed, and that everything would be alright.

We didn’t have a religious upbringing as such. However, we knew, deep in our hearts, that God was real, although, for us, He was still a man sitting in Heaven, patting down His long white beard while watching and judging our every move.

And then one day, society made its move into our lives and Mercedes, at the early age of three months, was given a vaccine that made her sick, very sick.

I was not in favour of vaccines or any other medical treatment for that matter, but we lived in a culture that said that if you did not have your shots when the health experts said you should, you were a menace to society and your life was going to get complicated.

So, we accepted for her to be vaccinated.

The deal with the social order is that, as long as you do what you are told without questioning it, you pay your taxes and keep quiet, in time, that very society, through the wisdom of the ruling classes, supported by a group of spineless politicians and other obedient servants, would take care of your wellbeing.

However, it does not always work out that way.

You see, the whole of civilization bases its wisdom on something that someone has concluded after having read a lot, many books, written by someone that also read it, whatever it might be, in a book.

But life is not like that.

In Australia, when you take your child to a hospital, doctors will tell you that you are the one that knows them best, because you are their parent, and that makes you feel secure, as you are now in good hands and you would be sheltered from any harm.

However, if things get complicated and your child becomes ill because one of the doctors has made a “silly mistake”, automatically, as per a magic spell, everything changes, and out of nowhere you become just an ignorant carpenter, or whatever you might have chosen to do to make a living, and your child has turn out to be sick because he or she have not responded to the medical treatment, plain and simple.

So, whatever the “ailment” might be, it is the child’s fault for not doing what they were told.

Well, that is what happened to us, and I am the ignorant carpenter of the tale.

Hospitals and medicine in general are very important, and Australia has, through the years, become a significant part of that reality.

The doctors I am referring to are, I am sure, good professionals, and they get to help a lot of people; but they are human, and we should not brand them superhumans just because they went to medical school and they are now able to pronounce difficult words and to have a funny way of writing unreadable prescriptions.

They can make mistakes like anyone else, and they do, from time to time.

Well, in our case, they made a big mistake, and they could not handle their blunder with the dignity the matter deserved.

Cristina and I went through some very hard times watching our darling little daughter going into a coma more than once, but at the same time, even when we could not see it clearly back then, we were receiving a great opportunity to learn a few lessons in life, and now we can see that the doctors and their mistakes took us directly to the Lotus Feet of the Great Avatar.

So, we are really grateful for that. But at first it was confusing, and very painful.

At the same time, we never lost hope that someone, somewhere, was doing all of this, and it was done for our benefit.

Because, throughout all of this, I was still looking for that special being and, although I could not find them, I was able to feel their presence at every turn.

It was Mercedes, and her short and complicated life, who took us to India to finally meet face to face that elusive Being I had waited, who knows how long, to meet.

As soon as we got really desperate, because the answers we were getting from the system we still trusted would not satisfy our needs, we were able to realize that the real answers were inside us, hidden behind the subtle veil of our egos. However, going into one’s inner being can be compared to walking into the unknown, and that is something we have been told we should never do.

At the same time, my meditations were giving me the assurance that, if I were to let go of any fear, we would be able to find the answers we were looking for.

I started to have some wonderful dreams in which I was given very profound teachings that, bit by bit, began to help me rid myself of some deep-rooted dreads that had gotten into me, many generations ago.

Very slowly, I began to see that without letting go of those fears, I was not going to be able to see the Light.

The whole process took many years to establish itself, but at least I was starting to remove the veil of illusion from my eyes.

Once I could free myself from so much unconscious distress, the new information could find its place within my conscious mind and I would be able, together with Cristina, to start investigating a seemingly new truth.

Years later, I could see that what I thought was a new reality, wasn’t new at all.

The ancient teachings of the Great Masters are not new.

The fact that our minds have been occupied with so much rubbish, for so long, was causing the confusion. And because we were so perplexed, we couldn’t see the Light that was our very nature.

I am sure what I am describing has happened to many people, and that is one of the reasons why I am writing about it.

Our main aim by living the way we live is to come to the rescue of those souls that might be feeling something similar to what we were feeling back then, and they do not know what to do, the same way we didn’t.

Opening our hearts to something seemingly so far beyond the limits that society had imposed to simple people like us was a difficult task at first. But as soon as we decided to jump with both feet into the unknown, we started to get help from many different sources, starting with Sri Sathya Sai Baba Himself.

And this is then, how we started to walk the walk.

The road ahead can be very scary at first, but once we understand that we would never walk alone, things get a lot easier.

So, to illustrate a bit what I am referring to, I will now relate a few real stories and dreams I had through the years.

What I’m going to reveal first to you is a dream given to me by my Beloved Guru a few years ago.

I have been blessed with dozens of dreams, but this is one of the most important ones I have ever received.

In the dream, my Swami, Sri Sathya Sai Baba, appeared as He always does in my visions, young, vital and so beautiful that it is impossible to describe him.

He spoked to me thus;

“TODAY WE’RE GOING TO TALK ABOUT FAITH.

YOU KNOW? TRUE FAITH IS NOT SOMETHING THAT SHOULD BE USED TO DECEIVE OTHERS.

IT IS NOT A SHROUD THAT MAN CAN WEAR TO HIDE HIS OWN SHORTCOMINGS.

FAITH IS THE BEGINNING AND THE END OF THE SACRED RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN MAN, IN HIS ROLE AS A PILGRIM, AND HIS CREATOR.

THROUGH ALL YOUR INCARNATIONS YOU HAVE SHOWN ME A VERY STRONG FAITH, BUT TODAY, BEING A VERY SPECIAL DAY, I WANT YOU TO SHOW ME YOUR TRUE FAITH, THE UNSHAKABLE FAITH. THE KIND OF FAITH THAT WOULD FORCE GOD TO CHANGE HIS DIVINE RESOLVE.

IF YOU ARE ABLE TO DEMONSTRATE THAT KIND OF FAITH, I WILL GIVE YOU THE KEY THAT OPENS ALL THE DOORS OF ALL THE COFFERS THAT CONTAIN ALL THE TREASURES OF THE UNIVERSE.

WITH THIS KEY, YOU WILL HAVE UNLIMITED ACCESS TO MY GRACE AND THAT WILL ALLOW YOU TO COMPLETE YOUR MISSION BEFORE YOU DISEMBODY FOR THE LAST TIME.”

At that moment, behind my beloved Master, the most magnificent and enormous mountains appeared. They were of the kind of immensity that no man could conceive.

“I WANT YOU TO FIND ME ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THIS MOUNTAIN, AND I’LL GIVE YOU THE KEY,” He said.

“But, Divine Guru, this is huge. It’s going to take me months to climb something so big,” I said.

“I DON’T WANT YOU TO CLIMB, I WANT YOU TO FLY OVER THE MOUNTAIN. YOU KNOW HOW TO FLY; IT WILL ONLY TAKE YOU A FEW MINUTES TO DO IT. I WILL WAIT FOR YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE.”

And He vanished.

Since He had told me that I was able to fly, that I know how to do it, I knew I could do it, and I did it.

But as soon as I was on the other side of the mountain, I could see that He was not going to give me my key. The mischievous look in His Divine Face showed it clearly.

“Give me my key, please my Lord,” I said.

“NO, I HAVE CHANGED MY MIND. I WILL WAIT FOR YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE MOUNTAIN AND I WILL GIVE YOU YOUR KEY THERE.”

“Venerated Master, I don’t want to fly again at all, the effort was strenuous, and the disappointment was very painful. Please give me my key.”

“IT’S TRUE. THESE ARE THE MIGHTY HIMALAYAS, AND I KNOW YOU’RE TIRED, BUT THIS TIME I WANT YOU TO DISINTEGRATE MOLECULARLY YOUR PHYSICAL BODY AND TO PASS THROUGH THE MOUNTAIN. IN SOME OF YOUR PAST LIVES YOU WERE A GREAT ALCHEMIST, SO THIS SHOULDN’T GIVE YOU MUCH TROUBLE TO DO. I WILL WAIT FOR YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE AND I WILL GIVE YOU YOUR KEY.”

That was what I did. From the very moment He said I could do it, that became my reality and I was able to follow His Divine Command without a hitch. But then, when I got to the other side and saw His cheeky smile, I knew that He wouldn’t give me my key.

“Give it to me, please, Venerated.”

“ALL RIGHT, I WILL GIVE IT TO YOU, BUT FIRST I WANT YOU TO SHOW ME YOUR FAITH.”

“But I just did. You’re cheating on me.”

“NO. WHAT YOU JUST DID WAS TO DISPLAY YOUR MASTERY. CONGRATULATIONS, YOU ARE A MASTER. BUT ANY MAN CAN LEARN HOW TO FLY, OR HOW TO CONTROL THE ELEMENTS. THERE IS NO REAL MERIT IN THAT.

WHAT I WANT IS FOR YOU TO SHOW ME THE KIND OF FAITH THAT MOVES MOUNTAINS AND THAT, WELL, THAT IS NOT AN EASY TASK.

HOWEVER, IF YOU ARE ABLE TO DO IT, YOU WILL RECEIVE YOUR COSMIC KEY, AND THAT KEY IS SOMETHING THAT MILLIONS OF GENERATIONS OF MEN AND WOMEN HAVE EMBODIED COUNTLESS TIMES TO ACHIEVE.

YOU’RE ABOUT TO ATTAIN THE GLORY THAT WOULD MAKE THE GODS OF THE HIGHEST HEAVEN TURN GREEN WITH ENVY, BUT FIRST YOU MUST SHOW ME YOUR FAITH.

TELL THE MOUNTAIN TO MOVE SO YOU CAN WALK ACROSS THE FIELD TO THE OTHER SIDE WHERE I WILL BE WAITING FOR YOU. AND THIS TIME, I WILL GIVE YOU YOUR KEY.”

Five times I tried really hard to convince the mountain that it should move to pave my way to Divine Glory. And five times I failed.

You see, huge mountains don’t understand selfish reasons. They’re stubborn and they are very heavy and powerful. They have no fear, and no silly pretexts would make them move.

So, in desperation, I decided to talk to my Heavenly Father again, but this time I turned to Her Aspect of The Cosmic Mother, The Very Incarnation of Compassion.

“Divine Mother,” I said, “I have failed in my attempt to move the mountain with my faith. I don’t have enough self-confidence, and that hurts me deeply. I humbly appeal to your Infinite Love and Compassion. Please tell me where I have failed.”

“MY BELOVED CHILD, YOU HAVE FAILED BECAUSE YOU WANTED TO MOVE THE MOUNTAIN YOURSELF, AND THAT, NO MAN CAN DO.

ASK IT NICELY TO MOVE AND IT WILL DO IT FOR YOU.

YOU HAVE BEEN THROUGH MILLIONS OF INCARNATIONS; MILLIONS OF BIRTHS, LIVES, DEATHS AND REBIRTHS. AND ALL OF THAT IMMENSE EFFORT HAS BEEN TO PREPARE YOU FOR THIS SACRED MOMENT.

YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO. THINK, MEDITATE, REMEMBER, AND YOU WILL KNOW WHAT TO DO.”

Once again, I had received a Divine Command to do something, and I knew that The Cosmic Mother does not waste a single word. So, I knew, deeply in my heart, that this was my great opportunity.

Then I understood what I had to do.

I went back to the foot of the mountain and I said, “Thank you, sister, for having moved to one side so I could get to the other side of the field, where my Divine Creator was waiting for me to give me something that I have embodied thousands of times to receive.”

And the colossal mountain moved.

Introduction

Om Sri Sai Ram

My birth name is Víctor Daniel González Diaz and I have a confession to make, back in 2006 I started hearing voices.

I know one should never tell anyone about these weird things, because we may end up being locked up in a padded cell with no visitors allowed and with the only available key being tossed away for good.

But I have to say, there was only one voice. It was very sweet when speaking to me and it wasn’t telling me to go and kill, so, I was naturally inclined to listen to it.

The adorable and melodious voice I could quite clearly hear inside my head was telling me that I should love everything and everyone as I love myself.

Obviously, to be able to do what the voice suggested to me, I had to love myself in the first place and then, and only then, could I quietly extend that wonderful feeling of inner peace to the rest of Creation.

But in the beginning, my head and my heart were so stiff that I could not even grasp the basics of that concept. It was obvious that I simply wasn’t ready to love myself as I was being guided to do.

You see, loving oneself is the hardest thing anyone would consider doing, as for the longest time we have been told that we are children of sin and that we could never even entertain the idea of being like Jesus of Galilee or any other Great Master.

But the voice insisted on telling me that I, indeed, had something to do that would help, not only myself, but many others, so I started to focus a bit more seriously on the message that was apparently coming from within my deepest self.

From the few communications that came through at first, I got the main idea of writing a book about the peculiar way we live down here, meaning, this family living in this small country town resting on the rolling hills of western Victoria, Australia.

We, my family and I, had moved from a big city some years earlier following one of my meditations, so the thought of hearing voices inside my head wasn’t new for me. But I happen to be a carpenter by trade and my only formal education was to have completed primary school in my native city, Montevideo, while I was still living in my country of birth, Uruguay, so many years ago; so, I can read and write but, writing a book?

Back then, the very thought of writing anything was so very foreign to me that I would have never deemed to have that sort of ambition, so at first, I simply ignored the call.

But the voice persisted, and it obviously wasn’t going to go away by me simply looking the other way.

Well, one good day I decided to consider the possibility of writing something to see if I could make it stop. Perhaps the only question going in circles in my head would have been, writing about what?

My meditations had always been very personal and somewhat too weird to share them with anyone except with my wife Cristina, so I just kept doing other things and for a while I forgot the whole writing a book thing.

In due course, the loving but resolute perseverance of the request got my attention again and I started to record some of our family’s experiences in notebooks. But, at that point, putting it all into a book was not a possibility that I would seriously consider at all.

Some two or three years later, a series of peculiar circumstances took me once again to India to see Sri Sathya Sai Baba. Once there, some devotees I had met in previous trips suggested to me that what I had written could become an “interesting book”. Thus, I decided to go out on a limb and, although it took me a few years to get it into my head, I resolved to start writing a somewhat brief account of how we ended up here, doing what we do.

Eventually, I devotedly presented the manuscript of the first edition of Divine Times to my Divine Master, and the book was published by the Sri Sathya Sai Trust late in 2009 and we, Cristina and I, decided to offer the book as a donation to that institution.

Well, all these years later, having received my new orders, I am ready to write a new and fresher recount of my personal experiences with the Being that I consider to be The Great Avatar of this Age, Sri Sathya Sai Baba.

We, Cristina, Nicolas, Mercedes and I, as a family group have had the wonderful opportunity to have some magnificent experiences with Baba, both personally and during dreams and visitations, over more than twenty years of devotion, and I have been told that I should make the effort of sharing those experiences with anyone interested in matters of this kind.

One of the ideas behind the writing of this text was to encourage common people like ourselves to talk about their encounters with Baba, as we know from our life experience that anyone that had the wonderful opportunity of briefly meeting Him even once would have something amazing to tell.

At the same time, listening to the very personal stories could give us all a much better understanding of what being able to coexist with the Greatest Avatar ever actually means.

Sri Sathya Sai Baba tells us that practicing Satsang (1) enriches us, as well as anyone listening to the stories.

The millions of personal tales will be recounted one day, as a factual report of the most sacred moment humanity has ever had the opportunity of witnessing.

So, this is then, our contribution, the humble story of the González’s family and the Great Poorna Avatar.

Some parts of what we will describe here could also be used as a basic guide on how to live a simple organic life, although it is essential to understand that many adjustments would have to be made to our working methods in accordance to the lifestyle and geographic location of the person or persons interested, in order for the different techniques to work.