It must have been sometime in the late seventies or early eighties. I was at Meherazad sitting outside the Mandali Hall with Eruch and other fellow pilgrims when Eruch asked, “what attracts you all to keep coming back to Meherazad?” All our answers amounted to... Read more

When Bhau Kalchuri came to the Center, he wanted to go out in the gondola under a full moon. During Aloba’s visit, he was determined to see an alligator from the Venetian vessel. And the twins, Rustom and Sohrab Irani, they just wanted to go... Read more

On December 30th, 1969, Meher Baba remarked, “This is my crucifixion! Christ was crucified once, but I am being crucified every moment.”[1] Meher Baba had hinted at His impending dropping of the body in many ways. In August 1968, Baba had remarked, “’Coming, coming, came.... Read more

When Daniel Montague first saw the gondola at the Center in 1974, it was rotting, peeling paint and leaky, a victim of South Carolina’s humidity, heat and rainy weather.[1] “I thought it was a goner,” he said, in a recent interview. It was Daniel’s first... Read more

One morning in 1949, Elizabeth Patterson was sitting in Youpon Dunes reading the New York Times, as she did almost every day. At the end of a column in the business section was a misplaced classified ad with just three lines. It read: “Two gondolas for... Read more

This year marks the 70th anniversary of a momentous year in Meher Baba’s life. In 1954, Baba held the Three Incredible Weeks sahavas, gave his Final Declaration, and gave up the alphabet board. But by far, the most awe-inspiring event of the year was His... Read more

ALTHOUGH ERUCH DID NOT COME TO BABA because he was interested in spiritual advancement, nonetheless, all his preconceived ideas of what it meant to leave the world were being shattered one by one once he joined Baba. As a young man who by nature was... Read more

The Young Adult Sahavas held at Meher Center from November 8th to the 11th was a weekend full of opportunities to come together in Baba’s love for young adults. Through discussion groups, workshops, skits, the Dhuni, visiting Baba’s House, hearing Wendy speak of her time... Read more

Every few years, as Gateway staff, I have seen a person from the local black community walk into the Center’s front office. Some come in intentionally to say hello, others bring their families to revisit a part of their childhood, or some just come in... Read more

I wanted to share a short passage from the diary my wife Wendy and I kept in the 1980s and 90s. This conversation took place with Kitty Davy in January of 1987. We asked Kitty what she says to someone who comes to her with... Read more