By an even deeper mystery, he was brought to the feet of his guru, Ramana, so that the deeper revelation of the truth of who he is could be confirmed and could continue endlessly. As a boy of sixteen Ramana had a profound premonition of death. He was not looking for solace, or an easy answer, or comfort of any kind. He was looking only for the truth. Later, he was named Ramana by those who began to be attracted to him, to drink from his awakening, and to awaken through his grace.
Gods come and go.
Who you are is eternal. In that moment, what Papaji had glimpsed when he was a young boy was reconfirmed. When I found myself at Papaji's door, I found myself surrendering to a huge force of nature, which revealed that same force coursing through me. I was delighted to fall prostrate at his feet, to kiss the dust of his feet, to ask if I could just sit outside his door for the rest of my life and sweep. But he saw what kind of a housekeeper I am and declined that offer.