No Words Can Describe Him

It was Maharaj Sawan Singh who spread the teachings of Sant Mat outside India when he initiated a handful of Americans, the first satsangis in the West. They had never seen him in the flesh. Dr Julian Johnson, who came to the Dera in 1932, wrote home to tell them about the Master.

“I wish I could really describe him to you or tell you my impressions. But did you ever try to describe a beautiful sunset? No king could be more graceful and dignified, and yet that dignity is so tempered with sweet humility that one is drawn to him. His voice is low and clear as silver bells. His smile is extremely gracious and one can see that his heart holds only lovingkindness to all … He is to be seen and not described. Since seeing him I can think of nothing else.

“His image lingers before me all the while. I have never seen such a face before, nor imagined that there was one like it among the sons of men. If ever there was a face combining old age (he is now seventy-four years of age) with beauty, majesty and calm power, it is his. But beyond all that there is a sort of spiritual radiance which no words can describe, but which gives one a feeling of deep peace, as if the discords of earth were no longer possible in his presence. As you look into his face you lose all desire to talk, even ask questions. You simply absorb the light. His voice is vibrant with love and his smile seems as if it lights up the room.”
_{With a Great Master in India}