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October 2007 - Arriving in New York was a balm to my troubled mind. The shock of Guru's physical passing, soon fading in the beauty and peace of starlit meditations. For a rare period in my life, I could meditate through the night and get up at unheard of hours. But, walking back to my room in the middle of the night, I would often look, wistfully, to the stars. This was because I had read in Guru's own writings that when a great spiritual figure leaves the earth, the event is often marked by the passing of a comet. For example, the comet around the time of Ramana Maharshi's passing in 1950.
For a few days, I kept looking at the sky, hoping to see a signal from the stars. In one sense, it didn't matter at all. The real miracle was in the transformation of consciousness. In the past few days, I had been on a roller coaster ride of emotions, but it had left me with a deeper understanding of Guru's teachings and philosophy. I felt like I was now set for the rest of my life.
The hope of seeing a comet had slipped from my mind, until exactly 13 days after Guru's passing, when, out of the blue one Comet Holmes had unexpectedly brightened by a factor of about half a million. It was the largest known outburst by a comet, and became visible to the naked eye. It also briefly became the largest object in the solar system.
To me, it is the mahasamadhi comet. And for want of a better expression, it was the icing on the cake.