I started attending ceremonies when I was a young boy of three or four growing up on the banks of the Ganges river in Varanasi India. My parents would take me to the river and while we walked along her banks, we could hear the Sanskrit prayers and mantras being chanted for the welfare of all beings. I remember my father leaving me at a Tibetan monastery on Saraswati hill in Swayambhu in Nepal for a few weeks and having many young monks as my friends.
When I was eleven years old, I attended first of many sweat lodge ceremonies with my father in California with Charlie Tom, a sacred elder from Mount Shasta. At fifteen, I participated in an Ayahuasca ceremony with indigenous healers in the Peruvian Amazon and the next year journeyed through time and space with my father and the San Pedro medicine on lake Titicaca. From Indian temples and Tibetan monasteries to majestic Christian Cathedrals, sacred caves, ancient ruins and Jungle clearings, I have been blessed to feel the sacred communion of ancient mysticism in action.
It had never been a question for me whether we can communicate with a higher power or not, I just chose not to because I thought that I could do it all for myself. I am so glad that the lord in his kindness, reminded me that it was my right to ask for divine assistance and when I did, I was immediately answered in the form of Shri Satya Sai Baba.
It was while I was apprenticing in the Amazon rainforest in the year 2000, I had been studying practical shamanism, Ayahausca therapy and plant remedies for several months which started after going to the Amazon to flush out the toxins of a three year party binge. While detoxing I had an amazing vision on Ayahuasca of an Mohawk Indian appearing out the forest wearing a loin cloth and an Eagle on his shoulder, he looked at me and said "stay here and learn with us".
So I stayed for over a year, doing the process of dieting, which means that one does not eat sugar or salt, only basic fruits and simple grains, no sex, liquor or intoxicants. While on the diet, one eats and drinks plant essences, lives in the forest while communing with nature and learning to identify the plants and trees that would appear in ceremonies bearing gifts such as remedies in the form of salves, tinctures, powders and teas. They would sing songs to me and in the trance states I would hear their instructions on where to find them, how they looked like, what time to harvest their barks and how to prepare their healing teas that would be good for my liver, make my brain stronger, clean my kidney and help me journey further and further into realms beyond my wildest imagination. Realms of earth, water, fire and air where the abilities to diagnose illness of the spirit,mind and body are taught by ancient sages who sit under beautiful Banyan trees and show how to make medicines and sing the healing lullabies called Icaro's. Each tree, river, rock and animal has an Icaro and knowing different Icaro's helps one to journey and use the ability and power of energy being summoned by the song to heal and assist as necessary.
I was traveling through these kingdoms at a lightening fast pace, assimilating teaching's, songs and healing abilities. Seeing shamans doing amazing things and learning how to do these myself did not teach me any humility, in fact as my new found powers grew so did my ego. I was inspired to tell others about what ailed them, how they slept and what they had for dinner the night before, I liked the surprise and impressed looks that I got.
During this time I would do a small ceremony every night, involving sacred plants, medicines and singing. This combination would put me into a trance where I would be open to receiving information from the elements and forces of nature, they would give me instruction on how to make formulas for healing and show me different options with diverse plants and trees around the world. They would show me how a palm tree in the Amazon could give one remedy and the palm tree in Egypt could give another one, the symbiosis was amazing.
One night as I prepared for my ceremony, thunder began to rumble in the heavens and as lightning streaked across the tropical sky, I heard a voice as loud as the thunder of ten thousand storms deep inside my soul saying"why are you not asking god for help?" I was asked this question three times and as I sank to my knees I realized that I had not been asking the highest source of all for help, I was just taking what I was being given and not going to the creator of everything.
Then and there I gave myself to Lord Brahma, Vishnu and Shiva. asking them to work through me, to bless my life and to instruct me on what it is that I must do.
Three days later as I prepared myself for the evening ceremony, the house that I lived in began to smell like roses, a deep scent that I had never smelt so strongly and out of the corner of my eye I glimpsed a flash of orange and there standing in front of me was Bhagavan Sri Satya Sai Baba.
I had heard of him and tasted his vibhuti only recently and knew that he was a saint from India. As I mentioned his name in my head, he nodded at me in the Indian Style and said "you will be sitting in front of my feet in four months in India" I replied that I had no money, to which he said" I will take care" and then vanished. I sat there astonished and surprised, I had no idea what it meant to be visited by Sai Baba or what he represented. The visit that night became one of many.
My father is a spiritual teacher and brings people to sacred sites all over the world,he brought a group of students from England with him to the Amazon Rainforest where I met up with him. We were staying in a beautiful jungle lodge with a nice pool where I would swim to cool off from the tropical heat, one afternoon as I was swimming" a lady who was studying with my father mentioned that she had seen my "tattoo of an elephant before" I asked her to explain and she started to tell me about a sai baba nag champa oil that she would put on her third eye before meditation and one day she had a vision of the elephant tattooed on my right shoulder. So we started to speak about Sai Baba whom we both did not know much about and her interest in Indian culture. A few days later she tells me that she wants to go to India and will help me to go to Sai Baba's, and so four months later as Sai Baba had predicted, I was in Whitefield India sitting at his feet and have never left them since.