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The Path of the Masters


The following passage is extracted from the book, The Path of the Masters, by Julian Johnson who was a disciple of Sawan Singh, one of the Radha Soami Masters.  Johnson was a doctor by profession.  He was also a Christian pastor.  He came to India with the intention of converting Indians to Christianity but ended up converting himself into a Satsangi.  He wrote five books about his Master and the Satsang.  He died under mysterious circumstances in 1939.

The extract:

I can almost hear some Western critics say: “Why don’t Masters take measures to prevent the downward drift of mankind?”  The answer is that the Masters do not interfere with the natural order.  It has been on the program from the beginning of time.  These ages must come, as they are ordained by the Creator.  It is no part of the duty of the Masters to interfere in world processes.  Their duty is to help individuals to escape this melee of troubles.  And one thing we should always keep in mind – the Supreme is in command in this world and he will manage affairs to the best advantage.  We need not doubt it.  Just as certainly as the planets move in their orbits, so surely will this world go on as the Creator wishes it to.  No man or group of men can wreck the world. ... And in all this confusion and strife, the Masters are doing all they can for the world, while their chief attention is centred upon the relief of individuals who are ready to make their way up and out of the world of conflict. 

A personal reflection

I read this book a couple of years ago when circumstances conspired to bring me into contact with the troupe that follows the present successor of Julian Johnson’s Master.  I went through it again recently because of my present personal circumstances.  The above passage, particularly the last sentence, stared at me like a phantom.  The Master helps the individuals who are ready to make their way up!  I understood a lot of things. 

 My review of the book: The Path of the Masters

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  1. Ravish ManiJune 11, 2015 at 11:09 AM

    Exactly, solution or happiness couldn't be forced. A help is useless if someone is not ready to accept it. I'm gonna read it soon. Thanks. :)

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  2. Datta GhoshJune 11, 2015 at 11:34 AM

    Circumstances put me too in front of Radha Soami Satsang, Dayalbagh Agra, I saw many things and was, well cynical about some of them. Will read the book just to see what it says

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalJune 11, 2015 at 12:05 PM

      The book was published almost a century back. Today the cult is a mere shadow of what it was in those days.

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  3. Amit AgarwalJune 11, 2015 at 11:52 AM

    Great to know about this book...shall try to read it too!

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  4. UnknownJune 11, 2015 at 1:28 PM

    I had introduced to Radasoami when I was in school and had attended many of the satsangs. That was ages ago, but some of their teachings have remained with me. Good to be reminded again though now I am not much into reading. :-)

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalJune 11, 2015 at 2:14 PM

      Reading is not encouraged by RSSB masters, I believe.

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  5. ManiparnaJune 11, 2015 at 3:06 PM

    I didn't know of this book. Will try to read it.. my 'to be read' list is getting longer and longer... :-) Life seems so short...

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalJune 11, 2015 at 3:33 PM

      Unless you are spiritually oriented, you can delete this book from the list.

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  6. AnonymousJune 11, 2015 at 7:04 PM

    Very interesting! Hadn't heard of this time... hope to make time to read it soon... my husband would love to read it too infact! Thanks for sharing...

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  7. UnknownJune 14, 2015 at 3:48 AM

    An all together new experience. Never knew such inspirational story. Thanks for sharing.

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  8. Roohi BhatnagarJune 15, 2015 at 6:42 PM

    Sending lot of good wishes your way, Sir :)

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  9. wingsJuly 7, 2015 at 4:12 PM

    Certainly a good path cannot reach out to millions in today's world. They (Masters who are clandestinely referred by Johnson as a group of men who can wreck the world) can pull wool over the eyes of only those who have no clear purpose of their own lives or those who are illiterate or poor or abandoned by their kins. That makes a big proportion of the entire population of the world. So it is easy to conquer many lands. Alexander was not at all great compared to these people in the big game, I mean, man hunters or head hunters that our boss used to call... ha... ha!

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