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The Quiet of February 25th
During the late 1960’s, Meher Baba’s birthday was celebrated lavishly and lovingly across the world. Thousands of poor people were fed. Multiple buildings were dedicated. There were endless parades and performances and prayers. In 1965, Hyderabad celebrated for seventy-one days—one day for each year of Baba’s life. In 1967, the New York group’s public gathering…
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When you Suffer
“When you feel happy, think: ‘Baba wants me to be happy.’ When you suffer, think: ‘Baba wants me to suffer.’”* This was one of Baba’s five wishes for His lovers, which He had read out in the Barn three times one morning in 1958, while He sat in a yellow chair that had belonged to…
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Mehera’s Fortitude
The account of Baba dropping His body and the events leading up to it were full of contradictions, intense suffering and shock. He had hinted of a time when His physical body would no longer be present, but absorbed in His intimate companionship, the Mandali could never have imagined the prospect and meaning of an…
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The Birth and Death of Jesus Christ
“Time and again,” Meher Baba said, “I come to arouse and awaken humanity. I came as Zoroaster, Abraham, Rama, Krishna, Buddha, Jesus and Mohammed and now I have come as Meher Baba.” Even though Meher Baba did not provide complete biographical details of His previous advents, He did revisit and reflect on the lives of…
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“We caught it from her”: Lessons from Margaret Craske
Ella Marks didn’t know about Meher Baba when she first attended Margaret Craske’s advanced ballet class. In a video of her speaking at the Center in 1997, she describes seeking out Miss Craske because she wanted to be a professional dancer— and finding a dedicated, witty, exacting teacher, one of the best in the world….
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Welcome to My World
For six months, the Center had waited quietly, and Baba’s lovers from all over the world had waited too. Mark and Lisa, a couple from Vermont, were two of those people: they had been coming to the Center twice a year for twenty-five years, but this spring they weren’t able to. “Lonesome,” said Lisa, when…