When I was growing up in my late teens and early twenties, I used to follow my father to Master Class lessons on LOVE  taught by an American Indian called Guru Malahaj

THE BEAUTY AND THE LIBERATING POWER OF LOVE.

Austine Kay

When I was growing up in my late teens and early twenties, I used to follow my father to Master Class lessons on LOVE  taught by an American Indian called Guru Malahaji. His teachings focused on the beauty of love and how a person can open his/her  heart to that war. Soothing feeling of love and  to experience all the beautiful things in it. 

Unfortunately, Malahaji has commercialized the teaching of these techniques of opening the heart to love through especial 

 which he organized one or twice a year or years, in various regions across the globe depending on his schedule. These sections are organized behind closed doors and he warned the initiates never to share their knowledge with others nor do their daily practice at pal, especially where anyone can see what they do. 

Today as I looked back, sitting through those countless pre-recorded videos teachings on love. The Guru would talk for hours unend about all the beautiful and transformative power of love  to prepare the new initiatives towards the D-day.  It was  very fascinating to see the smile, the hope and the great anticipation  written all over those men, most of whom were above 50. I can't but now appreciate their passion and the determination they use to attend these sessions. Definitely, they knew something about the emotion called LOVE and were willing to sacrifice resources to tap into its secrets.  

In fact it was my father’s  zeal and the smile and sense of satisfaction he and his friends expressed at the end of each session encouraged me to follow him every Sunday afternoon. As they watched the videos to get ready for the day Love Guru Malahaji would visit them to have their turn to become initiatives to taste the sweet juice of love, they spread the Good News, by inviting new members into their folds.

Finally, that day  came and my father became an initiate and he followed his practice religiously every 3pm till his passing. Maybe today , I am enjoying the residual benefits  of his hard work. And today, having experienced a little about this feeling and knowing what my father became, that initiation fee he paid and all the troubles he went through to get to Benin capital city to be initiated, was a very valuable investment.  Father died a happy man.

Therefore, It won't be out of place for anyone who subscribes to or a believer in love to embark on this discovery journey to have his/her heart open to LOVE and eat from its FRUIT thereof. For I assure you, You will never wish to Go  back to where you came from.

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