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| Sandra, below, ends a post with a cheery 'I'm off to see the wizard.' Is she referring to Maharaji, and perhaps a live feed from Montreal? She had just condescended to offer a lengthy explanation of why the term 'leader' is distasteful to her Master. Does she really think the reference to the Wizard of Oz would please him more? I personally do find the Oz reference highly appropriate!! I once came home from work to my little ashram and found that the carpenter-types of the community were busy building a stage in the living room/satsang hall. This was just after a festival and I guess the mood was lingering. Upon completion a few days later, the stage took up almost half of the room. The stage was complete with plush carpeting, an expensive brown armchair, soft pillow for the feet, arti tray and charanumvrit bottle, pictures and musical instruments. Had Rawat actually visited us in person he would have towered above us if he had been able to maneuver past all the
paraphernalia. I remember sitting before this monstrous empty chair and being reminded of the Wizard of Oz. The more I think about it, the more and more the whole Oz story seems a perfect analogy for Rawat's personality cult. Dorothy represents the ignorant human being lost from her true spiritual home. Her three companions represent aspects of her own longing as she is wishing for knowledge, a heart, courage and her true home. She is told that the great Wizard will grace her with fulfillment of all her desires. She goes to receive the blessings but discovers that the great man demands that before the grace can be given she must serve the master by destroying the darkside of her nature as symbolized by the wicked witch of the West. Once she has done this, she finds out that the great wizard is just a front for a short little man with no powers!!! After the little fraud is exposed, the true Higher Self, (as symbolized by Glenda, the good witch of the North), arrives in a ball of light and tells Dorothy
and her aspects that she all along has had all the gifts within her: wisdom, love, courage and the power to return to the true home. After the fake Master gets stuck in his stupid balloon, Dorothy clicks her heals and finds her true Self. Moral of the story: drop the guru and use the slippers! I personally don't believe that the ruby-reds of self-knowledge can ever be used until one is ready to renounce the trickery and special effects of the 'non-leader.' |
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