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Open Up the Door: Youth Sahavas and the Mandali
In 1991, shortly after the first Youth Sahavas, Kitty Davy called Buz Connor. “You have no idea how wonderful it is,” she told him. “You have to come for it next year.” Kitty was 99 at the time, but she had been invited to the very beginning of Youth Sahavas, the orientation where the first…
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Elizabeth Patterson: A Life in Discipleship
Baba’s sister Mani once shared that Elizabeth’s nickname among the Eastern women Mandali was ‘Yes Baba dear.’ This was because whatever Baba asked of her, she instantly replied, “Yes Baba dear.” Elizabeth was the founder of the Meher Center along with Norina Matchabelli, charged with the responsibility of finding the Center and then developing what…
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Small Kindness
This time, in reading over the accounts of Meher Baba’s accident in 1952, I noticed the kindness. It was there from those first excruciating moments when, on the morning of May 24, 1952, Stanley J. Moucka, living along Route 64 near Prague, Oklahoma, heard a crash and ran out of his house. There it was,…
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April at the Center
“April is the cruelest month”* at the Center. It turns barren, thoughtful, deep silent nights into a musical soiree of magical creatures waking from the depths of the forest. Leaves and flowers spurt out from desire and memory hums songs in nature’s praise. Spring drops upon the ambushed spaces; where no one knew flowers ever…
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Heading Home
Meher Baba spent much of the last four year of His life doing His universal work in seclusion— despite the strain of the work on His poor physical health, and the thousands of lovers new and old desperate to be near Him. A decade earlier, in the Barn, Baba had asked Eruch to describe His…
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The Power of His Name
As Baba lovers we are blessed to have His merciful instruction of involving Him in anything we do. We can turn our day to day life into sadhana with Meher Baba. It is through this very act that we get closer to Him and are led by His voice within us. But what do we…
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The Real Flowers
On an early spring afternoon at the Center, while doing my rounds checking each quiet, unoccupied cabin, I stopped my golf cart in front of the Guest House. As I entered the wooden gates, I was greeted by pink flowers overflowing from the bushes all around me, each petal alive in the breeze and sunlight….
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Holding His Hand
Jennifer’s first visit to the Center was in the spring of 2019. She returned again this winter. In her introduction letter to the Center Jennifer wrote, “Baba has continued to be the director of my life. I know that I can find Him everywhere but to have the opportunity to be where He placed His…
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The Birthday at the Center
When Baba visited the Center in May of 1958, He requested a birthday party. The invitees to the party were children—adults could only come if brought by a child. In considering how to write an article on Baba’s birthday at the Center, for a few seconds I was disappointed that Baba never celebrated His birthday…
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Coming Home to Paradise
Jonas is thirteen years old. Three years ago, I remember checking his mother Jessica, brother Ezra and him into the Center for their first overnight stay. Jessica had seen the Center on several occasions while driving by. She eventually did her research and had already watched Baba videos when she came into the Center with…