I was on the Egypt/Israel trip with Baba and was determined to climb Mt Sinai. This would be a miracle for me since I was still experiencing the after-effects of crushed nerve fibers in the sacrum area from years ago. I had been through all that Western medicine had to offer. I then had acupuncture and many rolfing treatments which helped a lot. More recently, I had been seeing a gifted energy healer who opened my root and foot chakras and had helped me get to the point where I could do stair climbing and regain some cardio fitness. Nevertheless, I was still worried that my quadriceps or one of the many other muscles on the pathway of the once-damaged nerve would start spasming and prevent me from doing the climb. I prayed that everyone would have the health to participate on the trip in the ways that they wanted.

I had been in Baba’s presence many months earlier and had felt energy launched at my root chakra but had flinched, still too traumatized or bruised to accept energy in that area. I felt I had missed an opportunity. I set my intention this trip that I was not going to resist whatever energy was sent my way.

In Egypt the second night, we had a seminar with Baba. I felt tremendous energy at my root chakra. I asked my seat-mate, if she felt the same. She said no — things were different for each person in the room. The amount of energy boring into my root chakra was unbelievable. It felt like every energy blockage was getting burned out of my body. My whole body was hot, and my feet were perspiring a lot. When the seminar was over, I expected to see puddles in my shoes or on the hotel carpet.

The next night of the trip, we had another seminar, and for me, it was a similar experience: more heavy-duty energy to my root chakra, more heat, and more foot sweating.

The day after next was the climb for Mt. Sinai, 2000 meters up. I walked the whole way, no camel ride on the first half. I had to hold the arm of my hiking companion as we got near the top. When I felt un-strong, I chanted Vayanamasi to myself and imagined tentacles or chords shooting out from the bottom of my feet, tethering me to the center of the earth. At the top of the mountain, I pronounced myself absolutely cured of this injury … on to bigger and better things! The walk back down the mountain was easy-breezy.

In the days that followed, I kept waiting for heavy soreness, but it never came.

I now look forward to all the fun and vigorous activities I used to do: hiking, biking, running, spinning class, dancing.

Vayanamasi!!!