I’m reporting here the letter I wrote on February the 6. 2008, to Astroved’s webmaster. I wrote a first letter asking for information, but then I realized I had forgotten to say something. Keep in mind that I came to know about Datta the previous week (and I was very diffident, too), and I decided to try the mantras two days before this letter. The webmaster of that site told me my experiences were inspiring and they would have liked if I would put them here. I thought about it a few days, and here is my letter:

Dear Sir, I just wrote you a mail to reply to your kind answer to my request.
I realize now that I wasn´t remembering some events for which I feel I really must thank Mr Sivababa. I apologize in advance for asking you so much of your time, but I feel there are a few things that ought to be said. So thank you for taking the time to read this mail.

The first unusual event happened three nights ago, as I started saying the mantras about career, friendship, and I did the rite to dissolve bad money karma just before gong to sleep, not to wait for the morning after - that one with flowers, and the visualization with the milky ocean and the goddess Lakshmi,- I said as well the prayers to the god of time, which are really wise - and I had done them before, spontaneously, but not knowing to whom I should address them - and needed, because I am often too tired to do all I should, and this is causing me great troubles at work and personally.)
I listened to the voice of Mr Sivababa saying “thiru neela kantam” for quite a long time, while doing house matters, saying the mantra myself. I went to bed having my headphones on, to sleep with the mantra going on.

For the first time after a few years I enjoyed a nice, complex yet serene dream, with friendly people in it, like I normally used to do before coming back to my old house (I used to make several dreams per night, very long and manyfolded, and I would remember them all completely in the morning, for a very long time, and tell the stories to my fellow tenant, who would stay amazed at the number, length and consistence of them all. I used to make prediction dreams, too, very precise, like seeing a movie and then re-seeing when awake. I was never able to remember this latest kind in time to avoid bad events, though.)

The dream was very striking to me because since I have moved where I live now I´ve felt like being in a cage, and I was never able to dream in this house, if not dull dreams or ones where I would find myself lonely, desperately struggling to find a way to connect with others. Even so, I´ve never had nightmares, either.

So please say my thanks to Mr Sivababa, as I think that´s his mantras that freed my spirit for the night.

The second reason why I need to thank him is for tonight. I listened many mantras yesterday night, I downloaded the pojas and did them (or tried to!) following the specific of the day (Tuesday Mars´, tonight after midnight Mercury), listened the beautiful Varahi´s mantra by the voice of Mr Sivababa and read it while listening, did the rite for purification in the morning and then in the night before bed, but then I had many things to do and I ended up not sleeping if not from 2.30 in the night up to 4.30, or so I wanted.

Being aware that would have been difficult to wake up after only two hours sleep and a long tiring day behind, I prayed the god of time, and Shivababa - whom said we can and must ask for help-, to wake me up in due time, as I was afraid I would put off the alarm without realizing it, and miss my job.

When the alarm rang, I was dreaming, and in my dreams my mother came to tap me on my left shoulder to wake me up. I did wake up, and remembered she´s been dead for years now and I haven´t dreamt of her if not in a sad attitude. In the dream she came like in a hurry, dressed in white, but younger than I remembered her. As soon as I remembered the dream, I tried to go back to sleep and into the dream because I wanted to see her, having missed her so much these years.

So I got up in my dream and went around the house looking for her. And I was as beautiful as I was as a teenager, dressed in a white vest and very delicate, but my mother had gone. Even so, it was beautiful to know she had come to wake me up. And not finding her in the house of the dream, I woke up. So I really want to thank Dattatreya Sivababa for being the medium through whom I got to these prayers. It was really kind and beautiful to be awakened by my beloved mother this morning. I hope I am not deluding myself, as it would be terrible. Will you say to him I wish he could spare a prayer for me?

I´d really appreciate it. I apologise for taking all this time, and I thank you for reading this: I somewhat felt it was important to say these things.
Thank you, yours faithfully