“A Swift Release”

Ingkram Smith, From the book "“Truth is a Pathless Land - A Journey with Krishnamurti”"

An instance of piercing directly to the heart of a problem, when there is no time for the full story to be told, occurred on the afternoon that Krishnamurti was to leave Bombay and India. A farewell tea party had been arranged at Ratansi’s house. Surprisingly, as we were about to leave, Achuyt Patwardhan and Krishnamurti began singing Indian religious songs, harmonizing together and obviously enjoying it. Others joined in while we half-dozen Westerners listened. Soon after, Krishnamurti asked to be excused, saying he had to complete his packing. We were about to leave when a young man I had noticed at the talks burst in unannounced, asking to see Krishnamurti. Pupul Jayakar took over. “I’m sorry, but you are too late. Mr. Krishnamurti is preparing to leave. You can’t see him now.” He stood his ground. “I have to see him!”
Krishnamurti appeared at the door. “You want to see me?” he asked gently.
“Yes, urgently.” He was almost shouting.” I’ve got to talk!”
“Come with me.”
Bypassing Pupul, the man crossed to Krishnamurti, and as they walked down the long hall towards Krishnamurti’s room, we could hear the man relating his problem. Before the reached Krishnamurti’s door, we heard the man suddenly begin to laugh. “Ah, yes, of course!” we heard him cry out. Seconds later he re-entered the drawing room . He was radiant. “I knew it! I knew he could solve it. Thank you.” He glanced around the room, said good bye, and left. The whole incident could have taken no longer than three minutes. It was a revelation of the immediacy of perception when a person is in crisis, when there is no time for explanations.

ASIT CHANDMAL: "Krishnamurti: A memoir"

From the book "From the bookONE THOUSAND SUNS"

Until I was sixteen I was innocent of sex. After that it became a half-understood ecstasy. I went to see Krishnaji in Benares that winter. (…) I was extremely depressed and lonely. I cried a lot. Suddenly the desire to understand sex became very strong. The next day I went to talk to Krishnaji about it. "Thought is the sexual problem," he said. "Listen to desire as you would to a song, or to breeze among the trees." He said, "Don't let sex precipitate you into marriage. If you marry a girl who is not beautiful you won't be happy. You will play around with others." "And if I married someone very beautiful?" "Oh no, that won't you make you happy - she will play around."

(...)

Many years later (in my forties) he said to me, "I am not against sex, it's natural when people are young. But now, Asit, see if you can look at sex differently." "What you mean by that?" I asked. He said, "Don't suppress it. But don't give in to it. And don't run away from it." "Then what to do if I don't suppress it, not turn away from it, not give in to it?" I asked. "Try it", he said, "you will see." I did. I felt the most astonishing energy, a feeling of being totally alive. He said he could see the change in me. He left soon afterward for London. The feeling lasted a week, and I have never been able to recapture it.

What is a miracle

From an interview with Giddu Narayan, From the book "EVELYNE BLAUKRISHNAMURTI 100 years"

QUESTION: You told a story in which Krishnamurti recounted what was called a miracle. Would you tell us about that?

G.NARAYANAN: Years ago I was walking with Krishnaji on the beach of Madras. This was around 1959. As we walked alone, I asked him about miracles and and what he thought of it. He said, "I will tell you an anecdote." He said a husband had come and wanted Krishnaji to help his wife. Her leg was in serious condition after a fracture and there was some kind of flesh growing between two joints and it couldn't be operated on and there was a need for amputation of the leg at the knee. So Krishnaji said, "What can I do? If you want you can bring your wife." So next day the wife was brought in the office room and she was carried on a stretcher and as she was coming along, Krishnaji came out of his room and the lady saw Krishnaji and their eyes met and she got up and walked away. This is the anecdote. Krishnaji turned around to me and said, "Old boy, I thought they were pulling my leg." So I kept quite. I thought probably it was a joke. Then he said, after a pause, "Next day, in the morning, the daughter came along with a garland and said, "Do you know what you have done to my mother? It's a miracle." There was a great sense of humour in this. So I asked Krishnaji, "Is it because the woman had faith in you?" He said, "No, this was not the reason." "Then, how did it happen?" I asked. He said, "Somewhere, something clicks." So I asked him again, "What is it that clicks?" He said, "Energy — energy passes." So that was the end of conversation.

Krishnaji was very modest about us talking about his healing powers. But he made a very interesting comment. He said, "Healing the body is a simple matter. A good doctor can do it. But healing the mind is far more profound and greater. To heal the mind of sorrow and fear and loneliness, requires great attention and depth." So, Krishnaji didn't want his friends to talk about his healing powers because that was not his function. His main mission, if it could be called a mission, was to heal the mind. And this comes out very clearly because the main purpose of his teachings is "to set man unconditionally free."