The year was 2010. Back then I was living in California. I was preparing to run my first marathon. After sixteen weeks of disciplined training, I felt both excited and nervous. More than anything, I wanted to prove to myself that I could complete something this demanding – physically, mentally, and emotionally.
The night before the race, I carefully laid everything out: my running clothes, race bib, energy gels, and shoes. I made sure to eat a carb-heavy dinner and planned for an early bedtime because I needed to wake up at 3 a.m. Although the marathon officially started at 7 a.m., getting to the start line with thousands of runners, road closures, and limited parking called for navigating some complex logistics. I also wanted enough time in the morning to do my SKY practice before heading out, knowing it would help calm my pre-race nerves.
By 9 p.m., I had finished my chores, wished my family goodnight, and gone to bed. As I lay there in the dark, I suddenly felt the distinct sensation of someone walking past me. It felt like white sheets had brushed by me, even though my eyes were closed. At that moment, I felt completely certain that it was Gurudev’s presence beside me.
What stands out to me even today is how natural and comforting the experience felt. I wasn’t frightened or startled. I didn’t jump up or rush to tell anyone. Instead, I felt an unexpected sense of calm wash over me. I fell into a deep, peaceful sleep almost immediately afterward.
When I woke up at 3 a.m. the next morning, the memory of that moment stayed with me – gentle, reassuring, and vivid. The rest of the morning unfolded effortlessly. I completed my SKY practice, got to the race on time, and arrived at the start line feeling far more centered than I had expected.
The marathon itself was unforgettable. Around mile 25, exhaustion gave way to something else entirely — gratitude. I remember looking up at the brilliant blue California sky with tears in my eyes, overwhelmed by the realization that I was about to complete something I had nurtured as a dream. Crossing the finish line felt less like a personal achievement and more like a moment of grace. Even the race photograph captured a kind of joy I find difficult to put into words.
Over the years, I went on to run many more marathons and triathlons. But that first marathon remains uniquely special to me. What I remember most is not the medal or the finish time, but the quiet feeling that I was supported every step of the way by Gurudev’s presence.
– Lakshmi Balaji
