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THE GOD-MAN The Life, Journeys and Work of Meher Baba with an ...

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<strong>THE</strong> UNIVERSAL MESSAGE 361It was still raining, however, the day after our arrival, <strong>with</strong> dense clouds broken by long intervals <strong>of</strong>sunshine, <strong><strong>an</strong>d</strong> the day after that it was dull <strong>with</strong> a little rain. That afternoon, the Westerners were taken tothe house where <strong>Baba</strong> lived as a boy, his school <strong><strong>an</strong>d</strong> college, <strong>Baba</strong>j<strong>an</strong>'s shrine <strong><strong>an</strong>d</strong> other places. On themorning <strong>of</strong> 31 October the Western women were called to meet <strong>Baba</strong>, when they also met the womenm<strong><strong>an</strong>d</strong>ali. (<strong>The</strong>se women were at Guruprasad during the entire period but were not present at <strong>an</strong>y <strong>of</strong> thegatherings.) <strong>The</strong> Western men went to see <strong>Baba</strong> in the afternoon. On both occasions <strong>Baba</strong> embraced all,one by one, <strong><strong>an</strong>d</strong> enquired about their journey <strong><strong>an</strong>d</strong> what difficulties they had had to overcome. <strong>The</strong>comp<strong>an</strong>y sat around him in the large reception room <strong>of</strong> the house, he on a s<strong>of</strong>a at the end <strong>of</strong> the room, <strong>with</strong>Eruch speaking from his gestures. <strong>The</strong> Mahar<strong>an</strong>ee sat on the left at his feet on this occasion, as she didthroughout the entire period <strong>of</strong> darsh<strong>an</strong>; she sat erect, her eyes on <strong>Baba</strong> hour after hour, hardly evergl<strong>an</strong>cing aside; occasionally he looked down at her <strong>with</strong> a smile. <strong>Baba</strong> looked tired, but the atmospherewas cheerful. Apart from inquiries very little was said. '<strong>The</strong> clouds will disperse,' he said, 'the end iscoming.'To meet <strong>Baba</strong> again after more th<strong>an</strong> four years was to find him greatly ch<strong>an</strong>ged. He was now more th<strong>an</strong>ever a suffering m<strong>an</strong>. His expression was as bright, his eyes as keen as ever, <strong><strong>an</strong>d</strong> his alertness seemed notto have diminished, but he was <strong>with</strong>drawn, <strong><strong>an</strong>d</strong> for much <strong>of</strong> the time looked far away, as though notbelonging to the world. He const<strong>an</strong>tly smiled <strong><strong>an</strong>d</strong> was ready to joke, <strong><strong>an</strong>d</strong> his humour had not deserted him,but there was a certain indifference that I had not noticed before. Above all there was <strong>an</strong> immense sadnessthat moved me str<strong>an</strong>gely. When he walked one saw that he went heavily.At nine in the morning on Thursday, 1 November, <strong>Baba</strong> received the Westerners for the first formaldarsh<strong>an</strong>. Although no discourses were promised, he 'talked' for two hours. <strong>The</strong> following is a summary <strong>of</strong>what he said:Suffering is a sign <strong>of</strong> having realized God: suffering is God's gift to men.... You are to become the dustat the feet <strong>of</strong> the Perfect Master, which me<strong>an</strong>s that you do not know your own self. You are nothing butdust. You are no longer your own.<strong>The</strong>re is <strong>an</strong>other point. God is indivisibly one <strong><strong>an</strong>d</strong> indivisibly in each one. God is each one.What are the divisions? Why are you separate? This is nothing but ignor<strong>an</strong>ce: there are no divisions, noseparateness. Think <strong>of</strong> God as the oce<strong>an</strong>, <strong><strong>an</strong>d</strong> <strong>of</strong> every drop in the

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