meeting HER MASTER


The following article is an extraction from the book - 'Women of Spirit : A Sourcebook of Saints, Teachers, Goddesses and Sisterhoods East and West.'

All things come to those who seek God and God alone. So it was inevitable that one day She would find the Master She had incessantly yearned for. That Master was the great Master Khuda Ji, who lived in seclusion deep in the Himalayas. Master Khuda Ji was four hundred and fifty years old when He initiated Supreme Master Ching Hai into the ancient art of meditation on the heavenly Sound and divine Light. He had remained patiently in His Himalayan abode waiting for Her. She would be His first and only disciple. Although, She had practiced this form of meditation before, Master Khuda Ji was to impart to Her the ultimate spiritual transmission that is the essence of Initiation. Only the few great Masters, who have attained the Ultimate, can perform Initiation.

Supreme Master Ching Hai rarely speaks about Master Khuda Ji, who left the physical realm soon after His noble mission was accomplished. She acknowledges all those who taught Her at each point during Her search but saves the highest accolade for God. "I had many Masters, both tangible and intangible, and each of them taught me different things. The truth is, God is my only enlightened Master. However, once when asked by one of Her initiates about Her great Himalayan Master, She said, "Oh, I followed an enlightened Master - a very great one! However, He has passed away. He had only one disciple, that was me. And I must carry on His work."

Supreme Master Ching Hai stayed in the Himalayas for several months after Her experience with Master Khuda Ji, perfecting the ancient art of meditation. Despite the extreme conditions and many adversities, She felt strangely connected to this uniquely spiritual region, as She once said, "In the Himalayas, you could feel all the animals and plants giving forth a gentle and friendly ambiance. The sky was tranquil and boundless; the pine trees were very friendly. I lived at a high elevation and could feel the white clouds drifting around me. It was as though I was walking on the clouds. I didn't summon the clouds for me to ride; they came on their own. You may have seen paintings of people riding on clouds; that is exactly what I am trying to describe. It was not a celestial phenomenon; rather, it was a common scene in the Himalayas."