India has always nurtured true yoginsthose who have transcended the lower self, those in whom wonderworking powers of siddhis have flourished. These powers, or some of them, have been brought into the research laboratories of the parapsychologists who call them extrasensory perception and psychokinesis. Others call them miracles. Whatever the terminology, such powers and their practitioners demand sensible attention. This account relates some of the achievements of one of the most impressive men of miracles to appear in centuries. Satya Sai Babahis followers believe him to be a reincarnation of Sai Baba of Shirdi who died in 1918, appears to have been born with phenomenal powers, which he used in childhood and has employed constantly and openly ever since. They include all the varieties of E.S.P. and P.K. known to psychic science and more besides. The author, a Westerner devoted to science and logic, spent many months with Satya Said Baba--he claims to have found that his "unscientific," "illogical" miracles were, in fact, genuine yogic siddhis. He found, too, that along with Christlike miraculous powers went a Christlike love, compassion and the Godknowledge that opens the door to a new vision of life. Phyllis Krystal , born in England, was a practicing psychotherapist who developed a unique approach to therapy using symbols and visualization techniques to help clients detach from external authority figures and patterns. She taught people to rely on their own Higher Consciousness as guide and teacher. Phyllis lectured in the United States, Europe, Australia, New Zealand, and Tazmania, and was also a devotee of Sathya Sai Baba, the worldrenowned avatar living in India, whose teachings and personal influence offer her inspiration in her own work. Phyllis was the author of several bestselling books. She passed away in 2016. SAI BABA Man of Miracles By Howard Murphet Samuel Weiser, Inc. Copyright © 1971 Howard Murphet All rights reserved. ISBN: 978-0-87728-335-5 Contents Author's NoteIntroduction1 The Search2 Satya Sai Baba3 Abode of Peace and Many Wonders4 O World Invisible5 Birth and Childhood6 The Two Sais7 Echoes from the Early Years8 With Baba in the Hills9 Return to Brindavanam10 A Place Apart11 Drift of Pinions12 More Wonder Cures13 The Question of Saving from Death14 Eternal Here and Now15 The Same, but Different16 A Word from the West17 Two Pre-eminent Devotees18 Reality and Significance of the Miraculous19 Some Sai Teachings20 AvatarIndex CHAPTER 1 The Search If therefore ye are intent upon wisdom, a lamp will not be wanting ...... ANON. After spending some time in Europe, my wife and I decided to stop for a while in India onour way home to Australia. We had two purposes in view. One was to go more deeply intoTheosophy by attending the six-months' "School of the Wisdom" at the InternationalHeadquarters of (he Theosophical Society in Adyar, Madras. Let it be said, incidentally,and in case of misunderstanding, that this School does not pretend to offer a brief courseon how to be wise; its object is simply a study of the ageless wisdom, the perennialphilosophy found mainly in the ancient writings of the East. Our second purpose was to travel through the country to discover if there was any deeperspiritual dimension in the life of modern India. Was there, we wondered, anything left ofthe mysterious India described in the pages of Paul Brunton, Yogananda, Kipling,Madame Blavatsky, Colonel H.S. Olcott and other writers? Were there still hiddenfountains of esoteric knowledge or had the ancient springs dried up? Would it be possibleto find somewhere, in ashram or jungle hermitage, a great Yogi of supernormal powerswho knew the secrets of life and death? We thought that about a year should suffice forthis programme. The Theosophy School was enjoyable and enlightening. As a sortie into the wisdomteachings ranging from the ancient Vedas to The Secret Doctrine , published in 1888, itprepared our minds for our coming exploration "on the ground". We understood betterwhat we were looking for and felt better equipped to appreciate it should we find it. Our search took us to several of the well-known ashrams throughout the length of India,and to a few little-known ones. We sat and talked with hermits and ascetics in their cavesin the Himalayas. We met a goodly variety of sadhus, sadhaks , and teachers of differenttypes of yoga. From the hermitages of the Himalayas and ashrams along the sacred Ganges we cameback to New Delhi. There, at a leading social club, we met a top business executive whosaid, over his beer: "So you're looking for the spiritual life of India. There is none. That's allpast. We are looking for what you have in the West – material progress." In another place a professor of history also tried to dampen our enthusiasm. "Believe me,"he said, "there is no spirituality left in this country. In the India of old there was, of course,but it died a thousand years ago." Howe