Tag Archives: Baba Lover Stories
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“She was filled with Baba’s love”
When the young dancer Merna Bailyn1 first heard of Meher Baba from Margaret Craske in the early 1950s, she was immediately “drawn towards Him with a strong feeling of love.”2 She drank in Miss Craske’s stories about her life with Baba. She read the Discourses and would spend evenings with friends talking of Him. She…
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“Every grain of sand here…is so full of Baba”
Meher Akshay Bundellu was in no hurry to visit the Meher Spiritual Center when he moved from India to Cleveland to get a masters in computer science in January of 2021. A fourth generation Baba lover from Pune, his great-grandparents1 and grandparents2 were members of the Poona Bhajan Mandali in the 1950s and 1960s. Baba…
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By His Grace, Everything Is Possible
Watching Sophia Kim and her children at the Center was like seeing a mother bird and her chicks spread their wings to fly home. One could witness the lightness of being that a first time visit can bring, as well as the grounded familiarity with Baba that drove their soaring pilgrimage. As an onlooker, one…
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The Master’s Programmer
Dennis McCabe never missed a weekend program. He never took vacation but a handful of times in the decades that he ran the programs at the Center. It happened to be a Friday night, April 25th, 2025, when instead of being at his treasured weekend program, Dennis went to His beloved, Meher Baba. The next…
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Just to Serve Him
Karyl Tych has been a tour guide on Center for decades. Her tours have always been warm, welcoming and informative while being efficient and articulate. Over all the years, she has had the ability to connect and engage with any tour participant ranging from young children to reporters from local news outlets. It has always…
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“Everything is an experience of Him”
It is Spring! A new life has sprung upon the natural habitat that is the Center. Flowers are starting to bud, the air is laden with impending humidity, the lake sparkles and spring rain clouds linger at a distance near the ocean. It is also the weekend of the Spring Cleaning Sahavas. As I walk…
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Shelving Sanskaras
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 the same thing: that this was our spiritual home, the…
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The Year My Mother Didn’t Dance for Baba
When my mother Ella Massie Marks was young, she had one great love: dance. “I lived it, I ate it, I breathed it,” she told me. “I worked at it five hours a day and if I had a rehearsal, another five hours a day. I never thought I wanted anything else in the world.”…
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The Pull to Come Home
What is home? Many have argued that it is not a place – it is a feeling. A sense of longing, of belonging, of familiarity, of instant comfort. A place to go to in the depths of your being from any physical location. What if such a place existed, but you had never been to…
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Baba’s Jane and St. Teresa of Jesus
Figure 1 Figure 2 Figure 3 Figure 4 Figure 5 Figure 6 In the summer of 1978, Jane Barry Haynes received one of her most cherished Meher Baba treasures, sent to her at Meher Center by Baba’s sister, Mani. It was something unusual: an ivory-colored stone with tan veins, about two inches long. The…