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The function continued for maybe another half hour to an hour, and the clouds grew darker. Eventually it started raining really hard, with water just pouring out of the sky. At that point, Guru walked over to the side of the field, where there was a little forest of trees, and began meditating again. You can see this in the photo. At the time, I was standing over to the side, maybe ten or fifteen meters from Guru, when someone next to me took this picture.