Diary   ̶ Early 1960's

I find myself vowing again to put forth all energy towards surrender and aspiration for Calm. Yet, I am so hypocritical.

Can one ever find enough gratitude in the entire being for having seen Thee once? And yet, I have met and spoken with Thee, Mother. Thou hast touched me, smiled at me, given me every conceivable gift, encouraged me and filled me with such a great force. And Thee, Master, my father, I cannot find words to express my feelings when Thou came to me, allowed me to sit next to Thee, touched me on the heart with Thy hand and with Thy gray-white hair which feel between Thy fingers. And then the moment when Thy hand touched my stomach and centres opened and a warmth such as I had never felt coursed through my soul. Again, I think of other visits from Thee when Thou hast allowed me to be in Thy Presence and hast spoken to me and advised me.

May I remember eternally that I am Thy child alone, belong to no other, that only in Thee can I live and evolve.

Mother, my Mother, it is my most sincere wish, my humble prayer before Thy Feet, that I may learn to serve Thee better, find true surrender in Thy Mighty Bosom and learn to do Thy Will alone!

Richard