Some five months had passed since the day of my first meeting with the Master, the founder of the Servers' Society spiritual centre, when, at one of our meetings, he interrupted me in my reading out of my diary and asked me:
""Mrs Ioanna, have you realised that you are already writing a book? The moment you realise that by working on this book you will help some of your fellow-beings to overcome problems the same as your own, from the moment that your heart fills with real love, the minor troubles which you continue to have will automatically stop. I think that the time has come for you to write this book. I think the time has come for you to become a spiritual person.""
I knew that when the Master said something, he meant it, and so I sat there looking at him, thunderstruck, without the strength even to refuse.
IOANNA DIMAKOU was born in Novorosiski in Russia in 1938 and came to Greece in 1939. She studied economics and commercial sciences in Athens.
She married in 1965 and had two children, and worked at the Ministry of Economic Affairs for many years.
In 1990, she began to have psychological problems that manifested themselves mainly in the form of phobias.
In 1994, while the state of her health continued to be unchanged, she first visited the Master Dimitris Kakalidis, the founder of the Servers' Society Spiritual Centre. From him she learned a new way to deal with life and her problems, through the philosophical view that everything is part of life.
Her aim in writing the book is to describe the path she followed in order to overcome her phobias, a path that she continued to follow to attain her spiritual development.
About five months had passed since the day of my first meeting with the Master, the founder of the spiritual centre ""Omilos Ek-sipiretiton"", when, at one of our meetings, he interrupted me while I was reading out my diary and asked me:
""Mrs Ioanna, have you realised that you are already writing a book?""
Since I didn't fully understand the question and accustomed as I was to his not interrupting me while I read to him my monotonous diary for hours on end, I went on reading. But shortly afterwards, and without him having heard a word of what I had managed to read, he finished his line of thought by saying:
""The moment you realise that by working on this book you will help some of your fellow human beings to overcome problems the same as your own, from the moment that your heart fills with real love, the minor troubles which you continue to have will automati-cally stop. I think that the time has come for you to write this book. I think the time has come for you to become a spiritual person.""
How little, in fact, did I understand at that moment the real sig-nificance of his words! But what I knew very well was that I was not going to escape easily. I knew that when the Master said something, he meant it, and so I sat there looking at him, stunned, without the strength to even refuse.
His voice brought me back to reality when he said to me:
""So, what do you say? Will you try to write the book since it's almost written in your diary anyway?""
""How can you ask me, Master, to do something like that? What connection can I possibly have with writing? I was never any good at writing. And you know that my studies had nothing to do with all that. I would very much like to write not one, but many books - and works of literature at that-but, as you must realise, it's impossible in practice.""
After my negative reply, and in such a categorical way, I was convinced that he would change his mind. But, to my surprise, I heard him say:
""I am sure that you are in a position to write this book and I want you to think about it again. We will conclude our conversation this evening by saying this. Isn't it selfish on your part to know that many of your fellow human beings have the same problems as you and that you can help some of them by passing on to them what you have learnt, but not want to even try?""
It was these words, and obtaining the valuable help of Mrs Klairi Lykiardopoulou, without whose guidance I would certainly not have managed to do anything, which played a decisive role in my making the decision to write this book. Because I realised that the Master was not asking me to write any literary work, but simply to describe the way in which my healing had progressed through my discipleship, and how I learnt to overcome my problems. He was asking me, that is, to explain how I learnt to cope with life.
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