You have read in one of my books that some years ago - in
fact in 1982 - when I was diagnosed as having an incurable
disease, I prayed very earnestly to Sai Baba, my Guru.
I was in a beautiful room in the Adelaide Hills, while Sai
Baba (in the body) was of course at that time in India at
His Ashram. My prayer was so intense that after a
sleep on a couch where the sun was shining through the windows,
I woke up to see Swami's head and arm as it circled over me,
and I knew that He had come and that this was a healing gesture.
I saw it in that brief time between sleep
and being fully awake, which, as you may have heard, is a
time when everybody has a short period of clairvoyance. When
that short period passed, His hand and body disappeared from
my vision, but He was still there in the room. I knew this
by the unbelievably soul-moving sense of the luminous in the
room. In fact the room was filled by it, and it penetrated
the wall to where my wife was sitting in the breakfast room,
and then when Swami left, the luminosity went too.