One time when I was living in the trunk of my car I dreamt I had to go to the bathroom so bad that my bladder burst.  Into the sea of urine I was thrown, floating, more and more, to a bright light, where I felt such peace.  Then, from behind the light, Prem Rawat, looking like he did during his long-hair-David-Niven-mustache phase of about 1975, stood and smiled, and said it was not time to go yet and if I wanted to return and be with him, I should wear this and he handed me a pair of Depends.  He handed them to me with such incredible love.   June Alison was also there in my dream, wearing a pair of Depends, smiling so beautifully.  When I woke up, I had wet my pants.  The stain on my pants was in the shape of the lotus flower.  It was so incredible.

I immediately pranamed and felt so at peace.