I identify with “I AM,” with
consciousness, which is the One.
I looked around my soul until
I spied a doorway for the next
consciousness level. That’s the
doorway to the One. The siddha
yogis [perfected beings], like my
guru, sit in between the individual
soul and the oversoul. That
consciousness level is God and guru
and self as one. You’re in love in the
ocean of love. People don’t realize
the soul is really what they are, and
then the other plane is the One.
That’s really, really who you are.
KK: I’d say that’s good news!
RD: I’d say it too!
KK: So many other cultures revere
that and understand that. How did
ours get so turned around?
RD: We got attached to our senses,
so we collect things. In India, they
see themselves as souls, playing
roles like in movies—I’m a teacher,
I’m a this, I’m a that—because they
have an ancient wisdom. When
I was in my psychedelic period, I
was bugged that the psychedelic
culture didn’t really explain planes
of consciousness. One Saturday
night, I had an ineffable experience
that I could not express. The next
Tuesday, Aldous Huxley gave us
The Tibetan Book of the Dead, and
I realized that Easterners knew the
planes of consciousness.
I went to the East to find somebody,
a map reader, and I found my
guru. He was the map. He was on
every plane. I found out from his
consciousness, from his love, that we
as humans could really be on other
planes of consciousness. When I came
back to the West, they heard me. They
heard the jewel, Maharaji. They heard
that what we settle for is who we think
we are, and when we are in our soul—
yum, yum, yum, yum, yum!
KK: Why are they so lucky to get that
RD: It wasn’t from luck but from
handed-down wisdom. The first time
I went to India, I went to Banaras,
which is a very ancient city where
Hindus come to die. I saw people
walking the streets, each with a little
cloth bag of coins on their belt to pay
for the wood to burn their bodies
after they die. When I looked into the
eyes of these people, I felt so sorry for
them. That was my Western thought:
I’m so sorry for you. They looked back
at me as if I were a hungry ghost. I
ended up hiding under my bed at
the hotel because I was too afraid.
After I met my guru, he put me in an
ashram where I learned about yoga
and Hinduism. When I returned to
Banaras, I again looked into the eyes
of those people and I understood that
they were content.
KK: You say we go from knowledge
when we’re younger to wisdom when
we’re older. Can you say more
RD: Knowledge is in the mind, and
we take it in with our senses and
it’s put into the brain. When I was
teaching Psychology I at Stanford
University in a big lecture hall, one
day the lights went out. I couldn’t see
my notes and I panicked because that
was where knowledge lived—in the
notes and the audience.
Intuitively, we are wise because we
see the whole incarnation. Wisdom
comes from that third plane of
consciousness. I’m in everything,
which means I love everything. Love
brings you close to everything. That’s
wisdom that you can understand
When you look at the wall, and
the television—all of it—it’s all a
manifestation of the One. Wow! And
me too! So after having lived through
the knowledge section of my life, now
they wheel me up on the stage and I
just radiate love. Not bad!
“LOVE EVERYBODY, AND TELL THE TRUTH.”