Lives and Teachings of the Yogis of India, Miracles and Occult Mysticism of India, Volume Two

100 Pages·1939·7.23 MB·English

by  Rishi Singh Gherwal Grewal

C O N T E N T S PREFACE
CHAPTER
The book is the result of my trip to India in the years
I Sailing for India of 1936 and 1937. The holy places and Temples I visited
I1 Miracles! How Are They Performed? with the Yogis and Sadhus as I interviewed them so I
I11 Food and Silver Manifested Direct From the write it down in this book.
Atmosphere by Yogi Visuddhananda "Believe it or not," although it reads like fiction, plain
facts they are. The marvelous feats of the Yogis are
IV Yogi's Pets-Lioness and Dog
faithfully recorded. Never has a book actually given as
V Marvelous Feats of Yogis
many demonstrations of Yogis by the power of Yoga as
VI Controlling the Rays of the Sun and Moon
the& pages.
VII Mystic Lama Reveals Your Past and Future
The readers will have the thrill of a life-time by
VIII Illusory Tricks
reading of the hidden power within, which is back of all
IX Severing and Rejoining a Man's Tongue
Miracles and Occult Mysticism. The memory of this book
X The Snake-Charmers
ever will live in your mind.
XI Demonstration Under Hypnotism Eight full pages of illustrations of the Yogis of India
XI1 Rebirth Evidence and Holy Temples in the Himalayas; the Badrinath and
XI11 Fire Control the Kedarnath. The first time published in the United
XIV Levitation States and with map showing direction and location of
XV From Stage Driver to Mastership temples and source of the holy river.
XVI The Living Saint-My Sister-in-law
These secret things those Yogis descry
XVII Still Alive After Twelve Years Without Food
Alone, whose pure life austere
XVIII How Long Can Life Be Sustained Without
They have learned an insight clear,
Food ?
7'0 that all mysteries open lie.
XIX Longevity So let thy doubt like darkness Aee,
XX Forty-Five Days in Samadhi (Suspended Give up impious unbelief,
Animation) And let not discontent and grief
XXI The Golden Temple Disturb thy soul's serenity.
XXII Rikhikesh-The Home of Yogis But study God aright to know,
XXIII Silent Muni Lives Without Food That highest kings of all revere,
XXIV Purity of the Ganga Mayi (Ganges) Water Whose grace on those who love Him here
XXV Pundit Ram Singhji Will endless future bliss bestow.
XXVI hily Visit to Deva Prayag in the Himalayas -From "Mahabharata"
XXVII Up to Vilwa Kedar
XXVIII The Muni Agastya Ashrama
XXIX Kedarnath and the Dangers Confronting the
Seeker in the Snow-capped Himalayas A C K N O W L E D G M E N T
XXX The India National Conference
To Ernest Haeckel, who provided the majority of the
XXXI My Impressions of Mahatma Gandhi photographs which were taken by him during our visit to
XXXII England Perplexed by its African Fire-Walkers India, I hereby express my sincere appreciation and grati-
XXXIII Men Changed Themselves into Leopards and tude. Also at this time I thank the authors and publishers
Lions whom I have quoted in this volume.
-Rishi Singh Grewal, March, 1938.
SUCH A SOVEREIGN IS I At My mansion wait heroes and the celestial dancers who
exalt and frolic before I.
Such a Soverign is I.
In My mansion are many living creatures
In My mansion the four-faced Brahma, the Creator of the
Within whom I is diffused.
world, is the fashioning potter;
I compared to reflection in a mirror:
In My mansion fervent Siva, the Instructor of the world,
I the searcher of hearts,
teacheth Yoga.
Like the body reflected in a mirror,
At My gate are the mace-bearers, Vice and Virtue, and also
Abideth in every heart; nothing createth an effect or im-
the accountants, Knowers of Inner Thought;
pression on I.
Dharmraj the slayer is My porter-
Free from all entanglements, I is devoid of caste.
Such a Sovereign is I.
When one beholdeth his own image in the water, the
In My mansion are the heralds, the celestial dancers, the
Rishis and the penniless minstrels who enchantingly water can create no impression on it;
sing ; Likewise can nothing produce an impression on I.
All the Shastras are My performers: My theatre is collosal; I was ever present before the age and every cycle;
kings sweetly intone My Praises; I end is unknown for I is endless.
The winds are My waving fan; Without cessation I pervadeth all things;
My handmaiden is Illusion who hath enslaved the world; Thus is I form portrayed.
My fireside is the blind crater of hell fire- Who is that I? That is I Who seeth, knoweth and is the
Such a Sovereign is the I of the three worlds. Only One I.
In My mansion the tortoise is a bed; King Snake with its I eat, I sleep, I see, I hear, I speak, I write, I work, I create,
thousand hoods the cords to bind it; I destroy thus. All sayth SO.
My flower-girl is the eighteen loads of vegetables; My I in East, West, North and South, That I below, I above;
water-carrier the ninety-six millions of clouds; That I in all and all in I.
The Ganges is the perspiration of My head; All else will soon die; but I remain the same,
The seven seas My water-stands; In Krishna, Buddha, Christ,
All living things My vessels- That King of Kings, The I. 0 brothers, call by any name
Such a Sovereign is the I of the three worlds. you desire.
But I call That I.
TRUE GLORY T O GANDHIJI DUE
To whom is glory justly due?
To those who pride and hate subdue:
Who, 'mid the joys that lure the sense,
Lead lives of holy abstinence:
Who, when reviled, their tongues restrain,
And, injured, injure not again:
Who ask of none, but freely give
Most liberal to all that live;
Who toil unresting through the day,
Their parents' joy and hope and stay:
Who welcome to their homes the guest,
And banish envy from their breast:
With reverent study love to pore
On precepts of our sacred lore:
Who work not, speak not, think not sin,
In body pure and pure within;
Whome avarice can ne'er mislead
To guilty thought or sinful deed;
Whose fancy never seeks to roam
From the dear wives who cheer their home;
Whose hero souls cast fear away
When battling in a rightful fray:
Who speak the truth with dying breath
Undaunted by approaching death,
Their lives illumed with beacon light
To guide their brothers' steps aright:
Who loving all, to all endeared,
Fearless of all by none are feared;
To whom the world with all therein,
Dear as themselves, is more than kin:
Who yield to others, wisely meek,
The honours which they scorn to seek:
Who toil that rage and hate may cease,
And lure embittered foes to peace;
Who serve their God, the laws obey,
And earnest, faithful, work and pray;
To these, the bounteous, pure, and true,
Is highest Glory justly due.
Mahabharata
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith.

The living Saint, Krishna Kaur, my sister-in-law. (See page 87) My kid bruther, modern type Yogi, who believes Yoga-Bhug
(liberation and enjoyment) go together.
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