dancing with the snake

autumn / winter 2002


I was in a big building and I tried to look through a hole in the wall. I saw a large empty room and in the room was a bed on which Baba was lying. But it seemed like Baba was already dead and He did not move. So I thought: “Baba is already dead” and I turned away. But then I realised that this was not just anyone. It was Baba! And I decided to look through the hole again. I saw that this time Baba was giving Namaskar to me, still lying on the bed. So I realised that He had actually not died and felt happy. However, the atmosphere was still tense.


After some time I went down the building and came to a big arena, like an outdoor theatre stage of ancient times, made of stones and bricks. I saw two tombs. On one was lying Baba, as if dead. And on the other one was a snake. The snake then slizzered down the tomb and started to dance. Baba too then stepped down rom the tomb and began to dance with the snake. They were going round the tombs in a counter-clockwise direction. Then, slowly I noticed how Baba changed into an eagle and then He started to pick at the snake - a picture that can be found on the Mexican national flag. And really, the eagle then killed the snake and was going to eat it. At that moment, my concentration became completely focused and one-pointed, and the picture stood still as if my mind had been absorbed by it.


Later, somehow, the scene had disappeared and I was going around the arena by myself. I encountered Baba and He started to speak to me. But His condition seemed extremely weak and in His voice I could hear His suffering. It was as if He still remained somewhere in between life and death. 


Baba asked me: “What do you want to be?” But internally I felt that Baba meant whether I wanted to be a family person or a sannyasi. At that time I was together with one Russian sister and had planned to marry her. So I answered “I want to marry.” I felt that Baba was a bit sad, but He accepted and said ”Ok”. Then He continued to talk about other things which I have forgotten. His voice was still very, very weak.


At that time I was renting a small flat in Barnaul, Siberia, in Russia. A few months earlier I had been in Mexico, trying a little bit to be lft. 


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