The Sanctuary was ready to celebrate,
it was thanksgiving,
a day to relax, a day to give thanks.
We waited for this western meditation master,
whose war was with the enemies within,
rather than with the enemies without.
I wondered about this man,
who had surrendered to be a monk
at the feet of Swami Muktananda
many years before.
Yet he had outgrown this Indianness.
Aware of each moment,
no judgment, focussed.
And we were lit up by him.
Dianna Kett’s 1994 experience with Master Charles
From her book “The Inner View”