It was during the second world war when I was working as a "Gray lady disc jockey" in a fort hospital near my home town that I began to observe the psychiatric wards and the effect of music on the mind. Studying Music Therapy approaches back to Pythagoras, I began to believe that there was a harmony of soul and mind to be found. And, upon receiving literature from a New York group performing "miracles with music' I set out for that city to search and while waiting for an interview with the director of the group there in Steinway Hall I looked through the open door to another opened door where students were being by a good-countenanced, young-faced, white-bearded Indian, his long hair graced with a neatly folded orchid colored turban, his robe a brighter silk.... The students reflected the peace I saw in that calm face, and I said, "There- that man has what I'm seeking.... I wish I could listen in on his lecture."

I was informed that my interview would be an hour away- and why not? I moved to the end of the line, behind an elegantly- dressed, kind colored woman who said I should do as she, sign the slip of paper on his desk-which I thought was but registering for the lesson.

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