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My Sister, Prem Rawat, and Me
The power of laughter to open up the doors of the heart
I first heard about Prem Rawat when I was 23 and he was 13. At that time, he was known as “Guru Maharaji” and I was known as “Ditty.”
Though he was barely a teen, I found him to be extraordinarily wise, well- beyond his years.
Actually, I found him to be way more than wise, because he wasn’t just talking about the eternal verities of life, he was sparking a palpable experience of peace, love, and joy.
And so, at 24, I decided to follow up on his offer and “receive Knowledge” — his phrase for a kind of inner awakening.
It was, for me, the most extraordinary day of my life.
Newly supercharged and supremely confident that I had just discovered the secret of life, I soon called my sister and explained why it would be a good idea for her to do the same.
It went over like a lead balloon. Make that two lead balloons.
Though both of us had grown up in the same house, our bedrooms next to each other, we were now, it seemed, living on different planets — her…
