Gaia's true meaning ... I'm gone?

One of my favourite characters of the last two centuries (he lived long) was Shivapuri Baba. J.G.Bennett tells his story in The Long Pilgrimage, but my favourite among his books is Right Life, largely a collection of his teachings collected by Renu Lal Singh.
I'd like to write, or simply read (for it makes sense for me to limit writing books to those I would like to read but can't find), the story of his meetings with Queen Victoria. Myth tells that Shivapuri Baba was detained in his walk around the globe by the Queen, who met with him eighteen times. The Queen's daughter Beatrice (if I'm remembering right) copied out the Queen's diaries, expunging unpleasant elements, and burnt the originals, so perhaps the tales of these meetings went up in smoke. If anyone knows how to source those meetings, I'd be delighted to hear.
In the meantime, this blog is prompted by a piece I've just read on this saint. It concludes:
"When the hour came to meet death, the SHIVAPURI BABA rose up from his bed, took a drink of water, said "Live Right Life, Worship God. That is all. Nothing more." Then he laid down on his side with his right hand supporting his head, spoke his last words, "I'm gone", in Hindi, "Gaya", ditched the old body, then I guess, he went immediately to join God and his grandfather. What a life! What a life!!"
Now this is news to me. William Golding raided Greek mythology to hand James Lovelock the name for Gaia, the concept of a self-regulating planetary being. How poignant, as people scrabble to find ways of rooting themselves to a planet that's growing weary of human despoliation, that the same term in Hindi means 'I'm gone'.