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was greatly upset, but throughout all this felt that everything would
be all right with God’s help. But, he was very depressed with what
he was being told. It was at this point that my actual journey, my
spiritual journey with the Lord began.

I took the gospel’s word to heart and said I must offer prayer at
the holy hour, the amrit vela. I used to secretly and quietly get up at
around 2 am, crawl on the floor on my hands and knees, slip into
the bathroom, wash my face, my hands and feet and then pray to
the Lord. I’d say that I came to him with a clean soul, since if I had
bathed the noise would have woken my husband and he would
have been cross and then my prayers would fail. I would then go to
his room, pray and come back, and get into bed before he awoke.
This went on for 18 months. During this period, Sheena continued
with physiotherapy, occupational therapy, speech therapy etc. We
even began thinking of having wheelchairs and installing lifts in our
home.

One evening, I was offering Rehras Sahib paath to Babaji and my
sister Amarjit was attending to Sheena downstairs. Suddenly, I heard
Amarjit shouting: “Sukhi, Sheena has started walking.” I didn’t
comprehend what she was saying and was annoyed with her and
said to myself, she shouldn’t disturb me while I am doing paath. On
completing it, I went downstairs—to see Sheena, before my eyes,
running from one chair to another.

A miracle had happened, one that was scientifically impossible.
She was glowing with a big smile. David came home from work,
and all three of us fell to the ground. We could not believe what
was happening. She was walking. We asked her to do it again, and
again. We cried with joy, God had answered our prayers. We went to
the temple and thanked God. I had salvaged a permanent legacy of
inspiration to seek God’s help for my child.

From that day on I lit a jyot (light) in Babaji’s room, and prayed
that Babaji would give me darshan through this jyot. This was a light
of my love for him.

‘‘My daughter has called me in Ireland’’

Life went by. Then in March 1995 my mother fell ill. She was
bleeding profusely, and the doctors said she had a growth in her
uterus and needed a hysterectomy. As I was a paramedic, my mother

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