Shree Sanjay Sai Sewa Organization Nepal

My Spiritual Journey: From Shirdi Sai to Satya Sai to Sanjay Sai

Led by Lord Shiva, I embarked upon an uncharted road—first, a tender step toward Shree Shirdi Sai, then a more conscious stride toward Shree Satya Sai. From those sacred beginnings to this very moment, I now stand in the light of Sai Tatwa realization with Bhagawan Shree Sanjay Sai Baba. This is the unfolding of my spiritual journey.

Early Seeds of Devotion

As a young child, I vividly remember my grandmother taking me to Shirdi Sai bhajans. Her devotion left a quiet imprint on my heart. When she later moved in with my uncle’s family, my connection to Sai paused.

My family’s devotion to Lord Shiva runs deep, and I naturally followed in their footsteps. I worshipped Him with such intensity that my mother often suspected I used pooja as a clever excuse to avoid studying. But for me, it was pure love—an innocent yearning for the divine.

Spiritual Awakening with Bhagawan Satya Sai Baba in Australia

In August 1997, while in Australia, I met a woman who taught Reiki and was a devoted follower of Bhagawan Shree Satya Sai Baba. She showed me His photo and said, “He is my Guru—Shree Satya Sai Baba.”

Her words stirred something within me. I remembered a bookmark I had been using with the same image. That evening, I retrieved the picture, placed it in my pooja room, and began worshipping Him. I had no idea that this simple act would mark the beginning of a profound spiritual awakening.

For years, I kept Bhagawan’s picture without realizing He would become my strength, my Guru, and my God.

A Test of Faith and Grace

In 2002, my daughter was diagnosed with cancer. A Sai devotee came to our home to perform pooja and bhajan. Days later, my aunt shared miraculous stories of Shree Satya Sai Baba and encouraged me to embrace the Sai path.

I began attending weekly bhajans at a Sai Centre and engaged in service activities. My devotion deepened. I strove to be a sincere devotee, guided by love and surrender.

The Silence of Departure

But in this human form, nothing is eternal. Even God must depart. Shree Satya Sai Baba left His physical body on Sunday, April 24, 2011, at 07:40 AM IST. The world fell silent. It was the most profound moment of my life.

Before His samadhi, Swami granted me darshan in a dream, urging me to visit Him. I travelled to Puttaparthi in July 2010. His eyes in the dream mirrored those in Parthi, yet I couldn’t grasp their message. It was only later that I understood: He was preparing me for the next chapter of my journey.

A New Light in Nepal

I share the sacred transition of my spiritual journey into the divine fold of Bhagawan Shree Sanjay Sai Baba.

On my final day in Parthi in 2010, someone mentioned Shree Sanjay Sai Baba in Nepal. A spark lit within me. In November, I visited Shree Sanjay Sai Vrindavan Dham in Kathmandu, Nepal.

As I entered, serenity enveloped me. Bhagwan Baba emerged for darshan. All I saw was Satya Swami approaching me. Tears flowed freely. After prayers, I was blessed with an interview—something I never received from Shree Satya Sai Baba.

In the interview room, silence reigned. Tears streamed down my face. Achyut Buwa Sairam encouraged me to share my troubles. I hesitated, hoping Bhagwan Baba would sense them Himself. And He did.

He softly said, “Achyut, do you think I am unaware of her problems?”

He rose from His throne, approached me, and materialized Vibhuti—placing it in my mouth, rubbing it on my forehead, and pouring some into my palm.

From Crutches to Grace

In 2004, I suffered my first stroke, weakening my left side. In 2005, a second stroke dissected both carotids. In 2007, a third stroke left me bedridden. Yet my resolve remained unshaken.

I pursued therapies, massage, and acupuncture with fierce determination. My deepest motivation was the desire to visit Sai in Puttaparthi. And by His grace, I did—in 2010.

For seven long years, I relied on crutches and walking sticks. But in 2014, under the divine fold of Bhagwan Shree Sanjay Sai Baba, I found restoration.

During my second visit, on the auspicious occasion of Guru Purnima, He looked at me with divine assurance and said, ‘You will be fine.’ I held onto that blessing with unwavering faith.

One day, after pada namaskar in the interview room, Swami said, “We are heading to Punyaawati tomorrow for bhoomi pooja. You should join us!”

I was stunned. I still used a walking stick and didn’t know the location. But Bhagwan, sensing my inner turmoil, reassured me: “I will take you. I will be by your side.”

He instructed, “Be ready by 08:00 AM. I’ll send someone to pick you up.”

My heart swelled with joy. I shared the news with my grandmother. My brother and sister-in-law were skeptical concerned about the steep climb, rain, and leeches. But I was resolute.

“This is a divine call from Bhagwan’s divine mouth. How can I decline?”

I prepared salt for leeches and placed my walking stick by the door. But in my excitement, I forgot both.

At the base of the hill, the path was steep and slippery. I was with no stick. Devotees in vibrant sarees buzzed like honeybees. It felt like heaven on earth.

I wore slippers and a pure white lehenga. As water seeped into my footwear, I worried—not about falling, but about arriving mud-stained before Bhagwan.

Suddenly, Bhagwan Baba turned, locked eyes with me, and asked, “Are you okay?”

He knew. He always knows.

He instructed Keshab Sairam to assist me. Step by step, we climbed. Bhagwan paused at a lower level for pooja and said, “You go one level up and stay there, okay?”

At the top, Rabi Giri Sairam asked, “How did you get here? You have Swami’s grace.” I smiled. “When God walks beside you, what’s impossible?”

Bhajans began. Bhagwan joined us, and the atmosphere turned divine.

I gazed at the Himalayas, imagining Lord Shiva performing Tandava. I saw Sai as Shiva. I closed my eyes, immersed in bliss. When I opened them, Bhagwan was gazing at me. He knew my thoughts. I looked away, overwhelmed.

Letting Go of the Stick

Back at home, I reflected: how could I forget my stick? But perhaps Bhagwan wanted me to let it go. Gradually, I stopped using it. I was torn between fear and joy. After seven years, I was finally free. I still carry it for safety on long walks—but I walk unassisted now.

When God is by your side, nothing is impossible. All it takes is patience and unwavering faith.

Awakening and Realization

My spiritual awakening began with a profound realization: serving mankind is serving God. This truth loosened the grip of material desires and gently guided me toward liberation through selfless service.

Swami says, “Have faith in Me.” I believed I did. But being in His divine presence revealed the true essence of faith. He guided me like a mother—teaching me patience, the soul of satsang, and the quiet joy of solitude. He showed me how to embrace the present moment and accept the eternal truth: nothing in this world is permanent—except God.

By Sai’s divine grace, I transformed—from crawling to walking, from seeking company to cherishing solitude. Once a party queen, now a silence seeker—there is no comparison.

I celebrate God’s glory. I delight in silence. I am lovingly intertwined with His teachings. The ninth wonder of my life is the strength I draw from Sai’s wisdom. I now recognize the Shiva energy within my Sai and no longer search for Shiva elsewhere.

The joy, peace, and guidance I once sought—I now receive through Sai.

For eternity and beyond, I remain at Your divine feet and in service, Bhagwan Baba.

Tvam Sharanam Mamah.

Jay Sairam