Messenger for God
Singing HU Brings an Unexpected Meeting with an ECK Master
I often travel because of my job, staying in a different hotel almost every night. I always carry pictures of ECK Masters and ECK books for reading and sharing with others. And wherever I travel, I tell people about singing HU.
Late one night I was packing for a seventeen-hour flight the next morning, when the phone rang. It was a three-way call from a friend and another young woman. The woman believed she was in trouble. She insisted on talking to me even though it was very late.
Lately she had been hearing a baby's voice in her ears saying, "Why am I here? Why am I here?" She was frightened and worried. I told her to calm down and be brave because she was a blessed person. "I think you are starting to wake up as Soul," I said. I suggested that she sing HU as a love song to God and focus her inner vision in an upward direction.
Very early the next morning I called for a taxi to take me to the airport. Ten minutes before it was to arrive, the troubled woman called me again. She had been driving for over three hours to see me before I left the country. She had reached my city but was unfamiliar with the area. I gave her directions to my house.
She wanted to drive me to the airport, but I insisted she leave her car and ride with me. Once we were settled in the taxi she told me her story.
The night before she was singing HU. She fell asleep and dreamed of a blue light and a long corridor with arches and lots of doors on both sides. A bald monk stood in the corridor.
I opened my purse and showed her my picture of Yaubl Sacabi. He is an ECK Master who served among the ancient Mycenaeans. Now he is the guardian of the Shariyat-Ki-Sugmad, the holy ECK scriptures, in the spiritual city of Agam Des. When she said that was the man in her dream, I gave her the picture to keep. Since she had left home at 4 a.m., I thought she would be exhausted, but when I left her she was energetic and inspired.
What kind of faith and courage had made this woman drive for over three hours on winding, mountainous roads to a city she wasn't familiar with, to see a woman she'd never met? I marvelled at the workings of the ECK.
Wherever I go, I share the message of Eckankar with people. I offer them HU. I tell them they are protected and loved.
Excerpted from the 1999 Eckankar Journal, copyright © 1998 ECKANKAR. All rights reserved.