Sai Baba - Howard Murphet – A present of a rosebud
Type of Spiritual Experience
A description of the experience
Sai Baba Man of Miracles – Howard Murphet
One sparkling morning I was walking with Swami and the two teenage youths in the gardens of Circuit House. Baba was wearing an ochre-coloured robe which fell like a smooth cylinder from shoulders to ground. As lris had ironed some of his robes a couple of days earlier, I knew for certain that they contained neither pockets nor places where anything could be concealed. His sleeves were straight and loose, without cuffs. He carried nothing in his hands.
One of the young men was returning to Bombay next day and wanted to take photos of Swami, so the latter posed for several pictures.
Occasionally, as we strolled and talked, he paused to pick a berry or a bud from one of the shrubs. This he would examine with the concentration and thoughtfulness of a botanist: then after a while he would throw it away as if it were not quite suitable to some purpose he had in mind.
Finally he picked a small bud from a bush, examined it, seemed satisfied, and handed it to me, saying: "Keep that."
Soon afterwards we went back up the steps to the front entrance.
Baba did not go to his own suite but walked straight into ours. He sat on an armchair while the young men, my wife and I gathered around him on the carpet.
Swami asked for the bud that he had given me. I handed it to him, and he held it in his fingers for a while, discussing it.
"What flower is it?" he asked.
We confessed our ignorance. He suggested that it might be a button rose and we agreed.
Then looking at me he asked: "What do you want it to become?"
I was at a loss to know what to say, so I replied: "Anything you like, Swami."
He held it in the palm of his right hand, closed his fist, and blew into it. Then he asked me to stretch out my hand. I gasped, and my wife gave a squeal of delight as from the theurgic hand that held the flower bud there fell into my open palm a glittering diamond of brilliant cut. In size it matched the bud, which had completely vanished.
Baba graciously presented me with this beautiful and amazing product of transmutation magic. I still have it.