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Let me first explain about Devpurījī’s samādhi. The word "Deva" means god or goddess, as in Devanāgarī. "Purī" means the complete. It is that name in which completeness exists. Devpurījī lived in Rajasthan. His master is somewhere in the Himalayas, known as Alakpurījī, with whom the whole group moves—the sādhus and svāmīs. It is sometimes visible, sometimes not. I am not saying that, at least in this life. Devpurījī reached the state of consciousness called Cosmic Consciousness, the Oneness. We would call it the Oneness without any duality. He could speak with the birds. They would just fly to him and go away. Once he was walking through the desert near his āśram, and a man came with a basket full of something, covered with a cloth. When he saw Devpurījī—it is common in India when you see some svāmī, monk, or priest, that people greet—he put down his basket and went to Devpurījī and greeted him. Devpurījī was a very strict personality and very loving. There was no shadow of his body, and there was no footprint of him. No one could make a photo of him. It came only by the spot. He said, "When you want to have my photo, my photo is the sun. Look to the sun. And this photo, you need not to frame. You can’t destroy it, you can’t make it dirty. So whenever you want to see me, see the sun." So whenever the sun is shining, rising, we, the devotees of Mahāprabhujī and Devapurījī, will greet Devapurījī. Devpurījī asked that man, "What have you in the basket?" He said, "Nothing." Therefore, Devpurījī said, "Don’t lie. You have killed so many birds, and you brought them in a basket. But you didn’t think of the children of these birds, the babies of these birds who are sitting in the nest and waiting for the parents. Why did you kill this innocent, poor animal?" And he kicked the basket—Devpurījī did. What happened? The dead birds all flew away, happy, back into the nest. To give life to the dead is only a miracle, God’s power. He said that you cannot give life to someone, and you have no right to take life away from God, who gives life. If someone kills you, how will you feel? Life is dear to all. O man, do not kill the innocent. They have their babies. The babies love them, like your children love you, or you love your children. Therefore, it is said: love your neighbor. Love is great. Love all creation. Another thing about him: it didn’t matter who or how ill they were. If they came to him, he would just say, "Okay, I take your illness." He would do like this with the hand and put it in the earth, and really, the man who was not curable became healthy. He would say, "I will take your disease." Then he would imitate the gesture with two fingers to take something. He would put it in the ground next to him and say, "I took your disease." From that moment on, that person would really be cured, regardless of how severe the disease was. He was the incarnation of Śiva, a great yogī, and he loved all animals. Many, many snakes were on his body, scorpions and so on. In Devpurījī’s pocket there were many snakes. Many people used to come to the āśram to eat, but nobody knew from where the things came. When someone asked him that we have to buy this, he raised his blanket corner and said, "Take it." And people saw there was a lot of golden coins and silver coins. So all were curious about how much gold there was in the room. He got up and just went somewhere. Some people wanted to see, and they looked inside. There were only cobras and scorpions. Whenever he used to go into his room, he would just hang two snakes on the door—a permanent lock. Nobody dared to try with any key. No key pass. No duplicate key. Many dogs. And he used to order his dogs, "Now you go two miles distance, you will find your food. Eat and come back home." Horse. Horse. And he could ride and become invisible on the horse. Goats, so horse, goat, dog, snakes, and he—all sometimes used to eat in the same one. And whatever he said, it came true. God said. What he said is what God said. He found that people are very selfish. They only come to him with problems, not for spiritual power. So, whenever he used to meditate, he ordered his dogs and his snakes; nobody could disturb him. So, nobody could come near. And he would say to the dogs, or rather snakes, "Now, this must be a kilometer boundary here." And if someone crossed the boundary, they would be punished. He hung this snake for twenty hours on the tree. It is like a fairytale for us, like a joke, you know. He will just sit and say something, and all the snakes of the area will come and sit in front of him—the complete oneness, power, or relation with nature. Many things you may read in this book, "Meeting with a Yogī." There is about Devapurījī also. Mahāprabhujī also had that kind of power, or she lived like Devapurījī. Mahāprabhujī was more like Viṣṇu. Devapurījī was like Śiva—very kind, very humble, but like fire. In nineteen... he passed away from this world about fifty-two years ago. This year, when I was in India, I had an opportunity to get the mālā of Devpurījī. So I brought this mālā to Yugoslavia, only this time; next time perhaps I will not bring it. So this was his mālā. It was taken by some person somewhere in some houses, and nobody knew where it is. But I was lucky enough, and someone came and gave it to me. He said that one day Devpurījī gave him this mālā. And some different symbols I got from him. You could feel a very strong radiance from the smile. I only took it in my neck and brought it here because I wanted to show it to all of you. Always, when I take it, I tell Devpurījī, "Please be kind. Don’t turn this into a snake in my hair." Can you imagine suddenly a cobra is moving in my hair? And the cobra disappears in my hair somewhere. That is called the siddhis of yogīs. And still he tests—not a test of anything. So, Devpurījī was a great, great... great... Feel, but the most beautiful and interesting thing is that all people of those native villages, they know their position. They tell you a hundred times more beautifully than what I tell you now, most interesting. "Toyota nice tiny sell a classic for the food," you know? Śama, sūcana, de, purī, jī, you know? Move, stop. And the people to whom he gave life, the dead people, and eyes to the blind, and like this, they are still living there. So, it’s a very trustworthy thing then, when you talk not with one man, but with a hundred, a thousand from this whole area, and they tell us how they were living. The first time he met with Mahāprabhujī, he said to Mahāprabhujī, "Give me some, bring me prasāda." Some nuts or sweeteners, so he brought in his right hand and offered them. Therefore, he took a knife and put it in the hand of Mahāprabhujī. "Come tomorrow again." In your case, you will not come. I would have said, "Bye-bye." Next day, Mahāprabhujī just came. He gave with the left hand because the right hand was bent. So, he put the knife in the left hand. "Come tomorrow." Okay, he came tomorrow. And he put in front of him the prasāda and sat with folded hands. Mahāprabhujī stood up, and he had one bhālā. And he put him in the back of Mahāprabhujī and said, "Are you not afraid?" Mahāprabhujī said, "Near to thee, O Lord, there is no question of being afraid or fear." Then Devapurījī said to Mahāprabhujī, "You are deep. Deep means the light, the flame. There are two lights in this universe. One is the sun, and the second is you." And he pulled out the pala and put his hand like this. He pulled his arm over Mahāprabhujī’s lap, and the lap was healed. And he said, "I have cut all the karmas of people on whom you will put your hand. And who will think or meditate of you or thee? Their consciousness will rise, chakras will awake automatically, no and no. I have awakened all in you." And my guru, Holī Gurujī, used to tell that very proudly: Mahāprabhujī used to carry these scarves on his body, and time to time he used to say, "This is the grace of my Guru." On the hands and on the back, and whatever Mahāprabhujī said, he said, "God." All the words came true, and Mahāprabhujī could see all: who comes from where, where they go, what happens. This you can also feel and realize when you come to the Kāṭhu āśram. Well, for us, it’s like a fantail now, perhaps. I will also have doubts, like you, some have doubts, because I feel some thoughts come to me and say, "You see, sometimes I feel some thoughts," not always. And these thoughts go, pang! Like a fly goes against the window, a glass window. Fly. So, I always—oh! Someone thinks negative, then, oh, like this. But now I’m used to it. This glass is so strong, it’s called bulletproof. So that negative thought again goes back to you. I try to catch it, but you are so quick I can’t catch them. Congratulations to you. But don’t think like that, okay? I will also think like you think in your position, but when I saw and when I heard from people, then my eyes were opened. Unfortunately, I came two years late to Holī Gurujī, and I couldn’t see Mahāprabhujī physically with these eyes. And if now Mahāprabhujī would have lived physically, I would have brought him to Zagreb. But he passed away after 135 years of his life. So, only to remember those divine incarnations, those graces sent, those holy souls, is a blessing for us. Feel that soil where they walked; each and every grain of sand is still vibrating and radiating that Śakti’s power where such a holy man walked, and that will remain. Whatever he thought, it is always.