
About two hundred years ago, in the region that is currently Pakistan, there lived a saint who observed silence most of his life. He lived in a small hut, along with his wife. They had no children.
He had a long beard and was partially blind. His house had only three rooms. But the land in front of his house was open, and he paved the floor with cow dung which is a natural disinfectant. There used to be a line of planted shrubs which served as the fence and there was a small gate which always remained open.
The shrubs grew so tall that from the gate, one could not see the inside of the compound. And the ground was nine steps high from the gate. At the gate, instead of the ‘remove your footwear here’ sign which is common in front of all ashrams and temples, there was a distinct signboard “
The saint always sat in the front of his house, stark naked, looking at the gate. And he spoke nothing. All the visitors would come in silently, sit on the floor in the open yard of the house, clothed, looking at the saint and speaking nothing.
The only message that the saint ever conveyed was that of nakedness and silence. The difference between the visitors and the saint was just physical nakedness. The saint was naked inside and outside. The visitors were in various degrees of clothing, inside and outside.
Even though there was no word uttered, everyone left for home happy and fulfilled. None felt hungry or thirsty. None felt cold. Even though there was no discourse, everyone’s questions were answered. The only offering or ‘dakshina’ the saint asked was ‘nakedness’ or the state of emptiness and non-pretension.
By stripping he meant that all those who enter should strip their ego, anger, hatred, jealousy, pretensions, fears, insecurities etc outside his gate and enter naked. His only teaching was silence.

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Thank you M for the valuable message Luv Pratap
Thanks for the blessing.
The teaching was well-executed, but photo of Mohanji is far more powerful and important… He is living with constancy on a transcendent plane. And in fact we see here that he is completely melted into divine intervention, favoring his work and that inseparable from his person. I thank God for doing this.
Thank you, Consciousness, for disclosing it by beautiful photograph. The length of Mohanji’s pants popped my mind open.
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Profound and enlightening story. Thank you Father ?