Transformation of the Heart
Aura of Selfless Love:
The Testimony of an Aura expert
Professor Frank Baranowski, a psychologist and regression
therapist, specializes in research on auras, the energy patterns
that surround all living beings, and works at the university
of Arizona. He is an expert in bio-magnetic field radiation
photography. He has photographed and interpreted the auras
for numerous men and women using the ultra-sensitive Kirlian
Professor Baranowski had read several books about Sri Sathya
Sai Baba, including Samuel Sandweiss’s “Sai Baba,
the Holy man and the Psychiatrist.” He wondered whether
such a person could really exist and whether all that was
written about him was factual. As he was, at that time, writing
a book on reincarnation based on case studies and other findings,
he was interested in Sri Sathya Sai Baba’s claim of
being a reincarnation of Shirdi Sai Baba.
During Christmas 1977, Professor Baranowski was a guest at
a home where a Bhajan (devotional songs) session was in progress.
A stranger to this form of worship, he withdrew to a room
upstairs. He was resting there quietly in the dark room when,
to his astonishment, a candle on the table suddenly burst
The bright flame illuminated a nearby picture of Sri Sathya
Sai Baba. He could not understand who could have lighted the
candle. He was alone in the room. There had not been any sound
and no one had come in. How could a flame appear all of a
sudden on the wick of the candle? He stared at the picture
and it did many things to him. It seemed to penetrate into
him and to beckon to him. To a man of science, this occurrence
was totally inexplicable.
The thought of Sri Sathya Sai Baba lingered in him long after
the candle experience. He decided to go to India and visit
Sai Baba. Here is the account of his encounter with Baba for
the first time, in his own words:
Sathya Sai Baba? Yes, I had heard of Him but with a lot of
mixed emotions. The stories that were attributed to this man
bordered on the incredible. As a man of science, I am aware
of psychosomatic healings, and I have seen miraculous healings
done by such notable personalities as Olga Worrell, and at
such famous places as Lourdes. Yet, here were rumours of a
man from India who could heal people by His mere touch. The
story hinged on the unbelievable.
In July of 1978, I found myself at the first World Peace
Conference at Bangalore. I had heard that Sathya Sai Baba
resided in a place called Whitefield. This small community
boasts of a college founded by Sathya Sai Baba and dedicated
to science and commerce. As I arrived by taxicab, the first
thing I noticed was the refreshing cleanliness of the area.
Though hot and stiflingly humid, hundreds of Indians and
foreigners crowded the grounds surrounding Sathya Sai Baba's
‘ashram’ or residence. I joined the patient assemblage,
sitting squat-legged among the Eastern visages. I didn't have
to wait long until Sathya Sai Baba appeared. I must confess,
this first time I saw Him I was not impressed.
He was of small stature and walked among the people as if
He were distracted. He would hardly take the time to look
at a person or to talk with them - then He would suddenly
turn His head as if looking for someone else. It wasn't until
the next morning that I realized I was seeing an individual
who possessed gifts beyond description.
It was about five o'clock in the morning, and the followers
had been singing their devotional songs and chanting during
a parade around the compound at Whitefield, when Sathya Sai
Baba came out of His residence.
Now, I have always been able to see the human aura. The auras
around average people extend as much as three to five feet.
Auras are composed of every imaginable colour and these colours
change as a person's emotional, physical and mental states
change. In general, whenever the colour blue is evident in
a person's aura, it is an indication of deep spirituality;
green is a healing color; yellow indicates high intelligence;
and red means anger or frustration.
The colour pink, which is rarely seen, typifies a person
capable of selfless love, and this was the colour that Sathya
Sai Baba had around Him. The aura around Sathya Sai Baba went
beyond the building reaching thirty or forty feet in all directions.
Never having seen any aura like this before, my first reaction
was to look for fluorescent lights, which may have been shining
on Him. But as I watched, the beautiful pink energy pattern
moved as He moved; there was no doubt that this was His aura.
Entranced by this remarkable sight, I barely heard the devotional
songs that were being sung, and before I knew it, Sathya Sai
Baba had gone. The crowd settled in the now-familiar cross-legged
positions and prepared themselves to wait until Sathya Sai
Baba's next appearance, four hours later.
I have had the pleasure of meeting such personalities as
ex-president Gerald Ford, Queen Juliana of the Netherlands,
and Pope John Paul II, and I have studied their auras as well
as tens of thousands of others, I say this not as a testimonial
but as a fact; not one person I have ever seen has an aura
to compare to the size and colour of Sathya Sai Baba's aura
The heat was remarkable; the humidity hung like a wet cloth
over the gathering. Amid chanting, a few anxious eyes watched
the threatening skies, Dark clouds gave foreboding signs of
torrential storms, but all around me devotees were assuring
each other "Sathya Sai Baba won't allow it to rain".
Then, there He was again, I felt my heartbeat quicken as
He turned in my direction. Soon He stepped beside me, looked
at me, and then made a quick motion to the man seated beside
me. Suddenly crushed lilies began to appear in the palms of
His hands, and as they poured forth, the petals filled the
cupped hands of the seated man. But the flower petals didn't
stop coming; they went on to fill the waiting hands of a second,
a third and then a fourth person!
As this great man turned away, He glanced in my direction
as if to say, "Have you noticed what I have just done?"
I couldn't have helped witnessing what had happened. To answer
possible arguments, Sathya Sai Baba's sleeves reached His
elbows. So it was not by magic tricks that these petals appeared.
And I was not hypnotized into believing I was seeing them,
for I am a licensed hypnotist myself and am very difficult
to hypnotize. Within my limited understanding, it was difficult
to believe I had just witnessed this miraculous demonstration.
I sat there, in that same position, for a very long time,
dumbfounded by what I had seen.
The very next morning I felt myself drawn back to the very
same compound, sitting in the lotus position and waiting for
Sathya Sai Baba to appear once again.
As I sat quietly, I heard a voice in my mind tell me that
I must cross the field, walk through the area where the women
were standing and talk to a man who was standing against a
building there. I did not feel comfortable approaching a stranger,
especially in a strange country where there is a language
barrier, but I could no longer ignore the voice in my mind.
I went across the field and found a man standing against the
building. I spoke to him.
"I hope you speak English. I have a voice in my mind
that says I must speak to you”. He introduced himself
as Prof. Narender, and he said, "You must be the lecturer
Sathya Sai Baba said would speak to me today”.
I am a lecturer; I have given approximately 9000 lectures
all over the world. But how did this man know that?
In the next four days I watched Sathya Sai Baba with His
people. He calmed them; He gave them hope. As He walked among
them, the beautiful pink colour in His aura permeated the
violent red colours in the crowd. His selfless love transcended
their fears and worries. Perhaps you have to meet this man
to understand His gifts. He gives of Himself to thousands
of people from all around the world who await His blessings.
Prof. Narender's message to me proved to be that I was to
speak to Sathya Sai Baba's college on Friday afternoon. Eight
hundred students and later one hundred teachers listened to
my lecture. As I stood next to Sathya Sai Baba, I could see
His aura reach beyond the platform. It surrounded all the
people in the room. Soon His love - and that's the only word
I can use for the warm, buoyant, totally immersing emotion
we experienced that evening - reached each and every person
in that room and they began to sing and chant devotions to
The word "Avatar” is often used when referring
to Sathya Sai Baba, meaning one who has Christ-like powers,
or God-like power and one who may even be God Himself.
Now, I am a devout Catholic. Yet I would be a fool if I did
not recognize the powers this man has. Amidst the singing
and chanting, the Avatar turned to me and said, "Because
you are a man of such great love….” and He showed
me the empty palm of His hand.
He circled His hand in the air three times and produced a
ring with the nine precious gems of the world embedded in
gold. He said, "It will only fit the first finger of
the right hand”. And indeed, that is the only finger
It's magnificent! It's a beautiful ring! But it holds special
meaning to me because this great man, this Avatar, graced
me with His words: "Because you are a man of such great
The next day I was once again honoured by Sathya Sai Baba
as I was granted a private audience with Him. I was anxious
to discuss not only reincarnation with Him, but also my grandson.
The boy was born with a heart defect. At the age of one year
he weighed slightly less than seven pounds. Numerous operations
left him with little hope for a normal life, even if he survived
But before I could mention this to Sathya Sai Baba, He told
me that there would be an operation on the day I arrived home
(in Arizona) and that the baby would be well. I said, "You
must be wrong. The baby is not old enough to have this operation.
The physicians said the minimum age for the operation would
be at age two, even two and a half." Sathya Sai Baba
just smiled, and said, "No, it will be on the day you
He was right. On the day I arrived in Arizona, the baby was
operated on. The doctor who performed the surgery gave my
grandson little hope of survival. When my daughter introduced
the doctor to me, I discovered he was from India. I told him
I had just returned from there, and mentioned some of the
places I'd been to. When I mentioned Whitefield he interrupted
me and asked, "That's Sathya Sai Baba's country, isn't
I said yes, and showed him the ring I had been blessed with.
The doctor looked at me with the eyes glowing, and said, "The
child will live," as if all that was needed was the mention
of Sathya Sai Baba's name.
The child did survive.
Perhaps of all the miracles I witnessed in my ten days in
India, no miracle is as great as the miracle of one man giving
so much love to so many people. In my estimation and experimentation,
Sri Sathya Sai Baba is, aura-wise, exactly what He says He
is and what He asks everyone to be. He is love, pure and simple.
He is love walking on two legs. Such unselfish love is nothing
other than Divinity.
His own words say it best –
"Love. Continue to love and all will be well."
“Living Divinity” by Shakuntala
Balu, Page: 47-50. Publisher: S B Publications, Bangalore,