"The Maharshi turns and looks down on my face;
I, in turn, gaze expectantly up at him. I become
aware of a mysterious change taking place with
great rapidity in my heart and mind. The old motives
which lured me on begin to desert me. The urgent
desires which have sent my feet hither and thither
vanish with incredible swiftness. The dislikes,
misunderstandings, coldness and selfishness which
have marked my dealings with many of my fellows
collapse into the abyss of nothingness. AN UNTELLABLE
PEACE FALLS UPON ME AND I KNOW THAT THERE IS
NOTHING FURTHER THAT I SHALL ASK FROM LIFE.
The sage seems to carry something of great moment
to me, yet I cannot easily determine its precise
nature. It is intangible, imponderable, perhaps spiritual;
each time I think of him a peculiar sensation pierces
me and causes my heart to throb with vague but
lofty expectations.....I look at the Sage.....there
is a mysterious property in this man that differentiates
him from all others I have met.

--Paul Brunton--



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