In plain words
He asked to give up everything and stay here. But there is no place here for sādhus. Your place is there. I told him to go back. I gave him a japamālā. He took it and went away content. That day he ate. He drank his fill of pāyasam. He ate vaḍas. He ate roṭīs. After the meal he sat in dhyāna again in the evening. As soon as he sat in dhyāna, a young woman of eighteen appeared before him. How did she appear? She appeared weeping. He looked. Chī! Never have my thoughts gone this evil way; why do I see this in dhyāna? With that he went back to the Gaṅgā. He bathed. He washed his hands and feet. He came back and sat in dhyāna. Again the same vision appeared, poor man. He did not sleep all that night, poor fellow. What fault is there in me? Asking what fault was in him, he kept searching hard into his fault. But he could not understand it. There was no fault in him. On the second day he bathed at daybreak. Again he sat in dhyāna. Again the same sight. It appears in dhyāna. Then he got up, went into the āśram, and went to Saccidānanda. On that same day, at that same hour, one Brahmānanda came from the Śivānanda āśram to see Saccidānanda. While the two of them were talking, this Ātmānanda came weeping and fell at his feet. ‘Gurujī! What is my sin? What fault is in me? This is the vision that comes to me,’ he said. What did you eat last night? he asked. I ate a feast. Pāyasam, roṭī, halwa, I ate it all, he said. Where did they bring this food from? he asked. Then Saccidānanda told him. A Marwari sent money, asking all of you to take a meal from him today. With that I had the food made, he said. They inquired why this Marwari had given a meal to the sannyāsīs. His marrying a young girl; the girl, in anguish of mind, throwing herself into the river and giving up her life. They learned that he had given this feast as the rite for her death. So with whatever feelings, for whatever reasons, whatever food we eat, those reasons and those feelings are reflected in us. That is the root reason why the ṛṣis of old did not live in villages, took no one’s food, and lived on tubers and roots, eating what grew in the forest.
I am not telling all of you to go off to the forest. I know you would not go. But if we want to stay right here and remove the taint in what we eat, we must offer it to the Paramātma. Precisely because we eat without offering it, all kinds of evil feelings grow in us.