No. 3      Meherabode Gazette      July 2014
Special Issue:  "Everything is For God" (Hama Doost)

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In This Issue
1. Hama Doost
2. Esfandiar
3. Reincarnation
4. Beloved's Face
5. Give & Receive
6. Beholden to You
7. Tears of Joy
8. Samadhi
9. Prayer's Reward
10. Archives
11. What's Happening
12. Meher Baba Books
Meher Baba's Words
Contact Information
Jai Meher Baba!
and Welcome back to
Meherabode Gazette
in which we reflect on some of the
lanes and byways of loving & serving Meher Baba
globally & locally
In Issue No. 1 (December 2013), the Meherabode Gazette focused on the recent passing of Bhau Kalchuri, who was Avatar Meher Baba's last living Mandali (close resident disciple). In Issue No. 2 (April 2014), we considered "The Springtide of Creation": the individual and global condition of being awash with divine grace that Meher Baba's work is, we feel, inevitably ushering into being.
This Issue No. 3 opens with Meher Baba's observations on Hama Doost and Hama az Ust: Persian Sufi terms which Baba translates as "Everything is for the Beloved God" and "Everything is from God," in a discourse given by Him nearly 60 years ago.

These twin formulations weave the pattern of spiritual devotion, various strands of which find elaboration throughout the colorful contents of this summer issue of the Gazette.

As we "go to press" with this issue, the annual Sahavas gathering is beginning at Meherabode in Los Angeles, including special guest speaker Mehera Arjani -- now in the midst of a US tour. We are pleased to present below an article from her pen. We are likewise delighted to spread an array of writings in prose and poetry (and an arresting selection of artworks and images) drawn from various quarters of the Meher Baba world.

May you read and enjoy! And may we all realize, more and more deeply, how everything is from the Beloved and every
thing is for the Beloved, the eternal Friend.   
David Raphael Israel
Mahoo Ghorbani
Cover Art:
"The Ancient One" (image above) � 2014 by Nadya Rose Phillips.
The face is a detail of a larger painting in oils on a 48"x36" canvas.

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1. Hama Doost and Hama az Ust

Although God is more accessible to ordinary man through the God-men, yet God also reveals Himself in His impersonal aspect, which is beyond name, form and time. Regardless of whether it is to be through His personal or His impersonal aspect, it is necessary that the aspirant seek Him and surrender to Him in love.  When the aspirant contemplates only God without a  second there is no room for love for God or longing for God. The individual has the intellectual conviction that he is God.  Yet in order to experience that state in actuality, the aspirant goes through intense concentration or meditation on the thought "I am not the body, I am not the mind, I am neither this nor that. I am God." In exceptional cases the individual may experience through meditation what he has assumed himself to be. This mode of experiencing God is not only difficult but dry. Progress is more realistic and enjoyable when there is an ample play of love and devotion to God. This postulates temporary and apparent separateness from God and longing to unite with Him. Such provisional and apparent separateness from God is reflected in the Sufi concepts of the states of "Hama az Ust" or "Everything is from God", and "Hama Doost" or "Everything is for the Beloved God." In each of these concepts the individual perceives that his separateness from God is only temporary and apparent, and he seeks to restore this lost unity with God through intense love, which consumes all duality.
The only difference between these two is that, whereas the individual who follows the concept of "Hama Doost" rests content with the will of God as the Beloved, in the concept of "Hama az Ust" he longs for nothing but union with God. Since the individualized soul which is in bondage can be redeemed only through divine love, even Perfect Masters who attain complete unity with God and experience Him as the only reality, apparently step into the domain of duality and talk of love, worship and service of God.  Divine  love, as sung by Hindu masters like Tukaram, as taught by Christian masters like Saint Francis, as preached by Zoroastrian masters like Azer Kaivan and as immortalized by Sufi masters like Hafiz, harbors no thought of the self at all. It consumes all frailties which nourish the illusion of duality, and ultimately unites the individual with God. The awakening of this divine love in the heart of the aspirant and the cleansing of his being is one of the functions of the God-man and Perfect Masters.

Meher Baba
Listen Humanity (1957, 1985), pp. 164-165
2. "Carry Your Life in Your Sleeve
-- An Evening with Esfandiar Vesali

Summary of a talk given by Esfandiar Vesali at the Meher Spiritual Center, Myrtle Beach, South Carolina, on November 23, 2000


As a youth, Esfandiar Vesali attended the Prem Ashram, the unique "love retreat" for imparting spiritual knowledge to young boys of various religious backgrounds, founded by Meher Baba at Meherabad in the 1920s. Ever since that time the main focus of Esfandiar's life was to love Meher Baba as he should be loved.  Esfandiar had first seen Baba's photo when he was four or five years old, in the home of his mother's uncle, Baidul, a member of the mandali who joined Baba in the 1920s. When Esfandiar was 12 or 13, he read about Baba's school in a magazine and told his parents he wanted to attend. Baidul brought Esfandiar to India along with about 13 other Iranian boys.
After arrival in Ahmednagar, they traveled by bullock cart to Meherabad. The boys lined up to meet Baba, and Esfandiar was the last in line because he was the oldest and tallest. He was eagerly watching for the moment when Baba would appear. Baba arrived and began moving down the line of boys, greeting each one. When he got to the end of the line, Esfandiar was about to bow down and kiss Baba's feet, but Baba moved quickly away before he could do this. The same thing happened the next several times that he saw Baba. I got the impression that this is how Baba kindled the fire that was soon to burst into flame in Esfandiar's heart. Esfandiar had come to the school with the ambition of eventually studying engineering or medicine, but he was transformed when he heard his teacher recite a poem stating that a human being can reach the point where he sees nothing but God. This idea so thrilled Esfandiar that he wanted to run away to the forest and would remain alone repeating the name of Yezdan (God). When he was brought to Baba and asked why he would not do his schoolwork, Esfandiar  told Baba, "I want to see God." Baba held him in a close embrace for 15 or 20 minutes. He then took Esfandiar into another room, and Baba lay down on the bed, his face beaming, and covered himself with a sheet. When he emerged after some time, he looked sick and yellow. It sounded to me as if Baba may have been doing some intense work on Esfandiar in order to make his heart's desire come true. Baba took Esfandiar with him in a rickshaw (the one now in the museum on Meherabad Hill). There was hardly room for Esfandiar to sit, and Baba told him to hold on to his arm as they went up the hill. At the top he asked Esfandiar, "Did you see how bumpy the road was? If you hadn't held on to my arm, you would have fallen off. That's how the Path is also; you have to hold on to me. If you want to see God, you must obey me. From now on, I am your father, your mother, your relatives -- your everything. Think of me and nothing else." Baba began to instruct Esfandiar in his "inner work" by coming at night to his room (Hall #2 in upper Meherabad, opposite the museum); while the other boys were sleeping, Baba sat with Esfandiar and directed him in the way to do this work. At first it sounded as if Esfandiar was referring to some kind of meditation, but he subsequently clarified that when he spoke of his inner work, he was referring to his "inner journey" in general, which consisted in efforts to love Baba more and more. When asked what were the exact instructions that Baba gave him, Esfandiar simply replied that Baba said to love him.
The stay at the Prem Ashram lasted for 20 months, after which Baba sent the boys away and Esfandiar returned to Iran. After two years Baba came to Iran, and Esfandiar was able to be with him for four days. He did not see Baba again for 28 years. In connection with this separation, Esfandiar recalled a story of a saint meditating in the mountains, and how the force of his love caused the snows to melt and spring flowers to bloom around him.  Esfandiar had doubted that this could really happen, until an unusual event occurred. He set out to get some medicine for his sister in Yazd, riding a donkey in a snowstorm. He began to get freezing cold and thought that he might not survive the storm, but then he remembered that Baba had promised that Esfandiar would see him again, and he began to weep. At that moment it was as if he were drenched with boiling water. The snow around him melted, and he had an inner experience of bliss (and there were no ill effects from his exposure in the storm).
During the years apart from Baba, Esfandiar wrote to India about his desire to return, but several times the Mandali wrote back saying that Baba was in seclusion. Finally Baidul wrote in 1963 and told him he could come to India, but Esfandiar replied that did not have the money. Baba told him to speak to the trees in his cherry orchard and tell each tree of his desire. Usually the blossoms would freeze each year, ruining the fruit, but this year they gave an ample crop of cherries, enabling him to make the pilgrimage. (As soon as he knew that the fruit would be abundant, he borrowed the money for the trip -- evidence of his complete faith in Baba.) When it was time for him to leave India, the airline would not let him pay for his return ticket in rupees, and he had to wait to receive Iranian currency in order to get the ticket. In the meantime he got to stay with Baba an extra 28 days. After returning to Iran, Esfandiar felt that in order to be with Baba, he must pursue the inner work of loving him intensely that he had learned in the Prem Ashram.  He wanted to love Baba with all his soul, to the point that he would forget himself. Esfandiar told about the hard time he had when he broke his hip and his wife had a broken leg at the same time. He was depressed because not only was he unable to walk, but also the pain made it hard for him to do his inner work. This broke his heart, which led him to a very special inner experience. He was sitting on his bed, inwardly loving Baba, when he began experiencing infinite bliss and power. He wanted to use his power to do something, but he realized that he could not -- Baba was blocking that channel. Then it occurred to him that he could use that power to love Baba more. By doing that, he lost his finite self in Baba's infinite Self. This continued until somehow he came back to his body. The feeling persisted for some time, along with bodily consciousness.
 In the question-and-answer period, Esfandiar's replies to various requests for advice were all variations on the same theme: love Baba, commune with Baba, hold his image with the inner eye, and this will open the path. It is not enough just to repeat Baba's name -- it must be done with love. Someone asked if there was an "easy way" to love Baba. Esfandiar replied that control of one's thoughts was an important step. He mentioned avoiding bad thoughts. Several times in the talk Esfandiar repeated a couplet of Hafiz, translated by the interpreter, Farshid, as follows:

The abode of Mr. Love is higher than the mind.

Only the one who wears his life on his sleeve is

able to kiss that threshold. 
Farshid explained the expression "wear one's life on one's sleeve" as meaning "being ready to give up one's life."Baba translated the same verse in Listen, Humanity (p. 17): 

Janab-e ishqra dargah basi bala tar-azaq'l ast: 
Kasi in astan busad kay jan der astin darad. 

The majesty of love lies far beyond the reach

of intellect; only one who has his life up his  

sleeve dares kiss the threshold of love.

When it was time to end the talk, Esfandiar was asked for one last word of advice. His answer:
The best backpack on this path is intense love.  
Once you have that, it will take you where you need to go.


Kendra Crossen Burroughs

Editor's Note:

Kendra Crossen Burroughs tweets at Meher Baba Notes and writes or edits articles on Meher Baba and his lovers at several websites, including Meher Baba Manifesting, Mischievous Peeps, and Remembrances. Her own writings appear at Kendra Crossen Writes.
3. Meher Baba's Elucidation on Reincarnation

In this modern age of high intellectual development conjoined with mass confusion in the domain of values, one of the Avatar's great gifts to the human understanding has been His elucidations on the subject of reincarnation. The idea of reincarnation is, of course, an ancient one. In various formulations it dates back to the misty dawn of recorded history, especially in the East, but at various times and places in the West as well. Reincarnation and karma (ideas ineluctably linked with each other) provide essential metaphysical backgrounds to Hinduism and Buddhism. In a less developed form the belief in reincarnation won a place in the philosophy of Plato and other religious and philosophical systems of the eastern Mediterranean. But in the main part reincarnation has faded in the awareness of the Western world over the last two millennia. The great monotheistic religions of Christianity and Islam have largely rejected reincarnation in favor of a single lifetime rewarded by heaven or punished by hell in the afterlife. And in a very important sense this vision too is true. For as Meher Baba Himself has explained, the mind -- the ego-self -- is born once and dies once. One picks up and drops many physical bodies; and herein lies the truth of reincarnation. Yet the self-awareness of the false self, the experience of the limited "I," continues unbroken from the moment of one's first emergence in stone form until Realization of the "I am God" state after billions of years.    
Over the last several hundred years, however, with the triumph of science and the spread of secularism, the one-lifetime life-and-afterlife vision of the monotheistic religions has lost much of its grip on the cultural imagination of the modern world. As the tide of faith has receded, especially in the West, confidence in the immortality of the soul and the reality of an afterlife in heaven or hell has fallen into doubt. And without God or an "I" that endures beyond the death of the physical body, wherein lies the permanence that one needs to affirm human value in a wholehearted way? Thus modern man finds himself in a state of existential angst, unable to believe or disbelieve, discovering nothing in nature or the world around him that can serve as an adequate platform for his life as a spiritual being, endlessly witnessing spectacles in the human life parade that seem to make a mockery of justice, beauty, compassion, and all the higher ideals that his heart would like to affirm and aspire towards. Amid this mental turmoil and disharmony of head and heart, Avatar Meher Baba's affirmation of the doctrine of reincarnation and karma upholds the fundamental rationality of life and establishes in the human understanding a meaningful context for spiritual pursuit on a basis of truth in values. You reap as you sow: this, in a nutshell, is the law of karma. And karma is the engine of reincarnation. What is left unfulfilled in one lifetime is fulfilled in the next. This lifetime's wrongdoings result in the next lifetime's sufferings; the good deeds of this lifetime bear fruit in one's rebirth. Of course, only advanced souls know the truth of reincarnation as a matter of certitude. But for most of us, the doctrine of reincarnation and karma provides an account compelling enough to inspire our confidence and faith. And this is enough for most of us to go ahead with. An acceptance of reincarnation provides the basis that most of us need to rationalize our efforts in the spiritual line and to bear with the challenges and assaults and ostensible incongruities of daily life. Such is the account that "reincarnation and karma" provides for the human condition. And all of this, while contained within the ambit and compass of Meher Baba's spiritual "explanations," has long been understood within the Hindu and Buddhist traditions as well. Yet Meher Baba has provided further elucidations about reincarnation and karma that are quite new and that will transform the understanding of mankind in the age to come. One of these involves what we could the "macro"-context for the reincarnation process. For "reincarnation" as such is just one stage in a greater narrative that is the journey of the soul. Meher Baba named this narrative the "Divine Theme." It has five stages or movements: creation, evolution, reincarnation, involution, and Realization. That is to say, the creation of the universe arises out of God's Whim to know Himself -- "Who am I?" Before He can answer this question, God as the drop-soul needs consciousness; and the achievement of this is the purpose of the evolution of consciousness. Yet having arrived at full consciousness in human form, the soul or jivatma finds itself imprisoned by the sanskaras or impressions acquired in the evolutionary descent: and the cycle of birth and death in human form resulting from the play of sanskaras constitutes what we call "reincarnation." Eventually one tires of reincarnation's merry-go-round and embarks on the inward journey wherein one disburdens oneself of sanskaras: and this is the stage in the soul's journey that Meher Baba designates through the term "involution." In the end, the soul or jivatma comes to the Knowledge of itself as God -- "Anal Haqq," "Aham Brahmasmi," "I am God!" And with this Realization the journey of the soul is complete. In short, "reincarnation" represents one phase, one stage, in a greater progress, a greater movement. In this greater context, reincarnation as such does not lack motivation. It contributes its part to a greater cause, which is to say, to a fulfillment of that Purpose which gave rise to the creation itself in the first place.


In short, Meher Baba has deepened and widened our understanding of reincarnation by situating it within the context of an encompassing narrative of the Divine Theme. At the same time, on the "micro" scale, He has focused in and identified the fundamental mechanism that makes all experience within the false world of duality possible in the first place. The name that Meher Baba gave to this mechanism is sanskara.   


Of course, this word -- and this idea -- does not originate with Him. Yet I am not aware of any tradition or school of philosophy that has explained sanskaras as deeply and comprehensively as Meher Baba has. A sanskara is an imprint in consciousness-or, strictly speaking, in the mental body -- laid or impressed by experience. One might compare it to the imprint of a photograph in the mind. This sanskaric mechanism, in the evolutionary process, captures consciousness and so makes the evolution of consciousness possible. Yet in human form, the logic of the spending of old sanskaras and the acquisition of new ones gives rise to what we call the "law of karma" and renders inevitable the cycle of rebirth. In other words, "reincarnation" and "karma" need not simply be taken as givens. They stem from a cause, for they represent the playing out of sanskaras. Thus Meher Baba has taken the  explanation back another step, to a more primordial process. Sanskaras are the "atoms," the smallest units in the process of experience; and the Divine Theme is the larger form of the playing out of sanskaras in the greater drama of consciousness. Between these two, reincarnation represents the stage in which most of humanity finds itself. In this middle place, between the micro and macro, Meher Baba has illuminated the significance of reincarnation as Hinduism and Buddhism have not done. And in so doing, He has provided a greater coherency in His account of God and creation, which humanity desperately needs at the present time.

Mankind today needs to understand and accept the fact of reincarnation. Avatar Meher Baba has incorporated it into His cosmological account. And His elucidations about reincarnation, particularly with respect to its embedding in the greater narrative of the Divine Theme and its founding on the basis of the sanskaras, will inform and support the understanding of humankind in the coming centuries as it learns to attune itself to the Divine Pleasure and base its action on the greater wisdom of life.


Ward Parks 
[Ward Parks elucidating; photo courtesy Beloved Archives Image Collection]

Editor's Note:

Ward Parks is a writer and scholar who participates in an editorial committee under the aegis of the Avatar Meher Baba Trust, editing and publishing significant works by or related to Meher Baba, notably including Infinite Intelligence (2005).

Ward (who lives at Meherabad in India much of the time) will host a seminar further exploring the topic of reincarnation and karma in Meher Baba's teachings at Meherabode in Los Angeles over two weekends in October of this year.
4. "The Beloved's Face"
[a ghazal by Merwan S. Irani (Meher Baba)]

Ever since I saw the Beloved's face,

its lines have etched themselves on my heart.

I still nurse the wound of separation within me --

it has left me broken. 

Flowing tresses may be a snare and a net: 

those are pagan tresses

whose lure, like the bulbul, has sprung from the head,

bogged in the heart.


When ego is erased, duality disappears:

God's lover is himself God.

This is the heart's only home --

the heart in the lover, the lover in the heart.


O Seeker, you make a show of public worship,

then claim your share of desires.

The true lover carries within him, in secret,

the name of God.


Strange are the ways of the enlightened ones.

They weep and laugh in one breath,

scorn on the lip, grace in the heart,

profanity on the tongue, praise in the heart.


Some say God dwells in the temple,

others put him in the mosque.

What do you seek abroad, ignorant one?

Realize, oh Huma, God is within you.


Merwan S. Irani (Meher Baba)

Editor's Note:

This Urdu ghazal, written by Meher Baba (probably in the early years before he came to be known as "Meher Baba"), bears the poet's characteristic pen-name signature, in the final couplet, of "Huma" (the Persian name of a mythical bird, sometimes called the "bird of paradise").
The above translation is by Naosherwan (Anzar) Nalavala, and was published in a booklet, The Master Sings:  Meher Baba's Ghazals (1981). This ghazal sequence is now also found online here:  The Master Sings.
 'Huma" - Digital Artist:  Cherie Plumlee
[original black & white photo � Mani S. Irani Collection]
5. To Give and to Receive
We all love to receive, even though many of us are not very good at receiving gracefully. We are less fond of giving, though some of us give and give and get burnt out in the process. But life is a matter of give and take, so we have to learn to do both in a manner that would make Beloved Baba happy. When I was born, I used to keep my fists tightly closed. Beloved Baba, who came almost daily to sit and play with me, would spend a lot of His time opening my fists. I would, of course, promptly close them. Patiently, the Lord of the Universe opened the fists of one little baby, only to have her close them again. Finally, so my Mum tells me, He said to her, I have done everything I can, but even God couldn't make her generous.
 There are many stories of my lack of generosity, but those are for another time. Baba often went to Peshwa Park, the local zoo in Pune. There is even a short film clip of Him there. He often took the whole Bindra House family with Him, and on one such occasion, my Mum had taken me. I was perhaps a year old. Walking in Peshwa Park, we came across Laxmi the elephant, who would stop and salute Baba every time without fail. When she did, Baba turned to my Mum and me. I was (so I am told) eating out of a packet of biscuits. Baba gestured to my Mum, "Tell her to give the elephant a biscuit." My Mum then said to me, "Baby Mehera, Baba says give the elephant a biscuit." What happened next had Baba turning pink with suppressed laughter: I broke off a corner of one biscuit and held it out to the elephant, who graciously tried to accept this crumb from me! Baba gestured again, "See, I told you! Even God cannot make her generous." Being of an "ungenerous nature," I had to learn about receiving and giving the hard way. It was hard for me to give, of course it was. But it was equally difficult to receive. It was part of my life-lessons to learn about both, or as Bhauji often said, "your I-spiritual training." Dear Bhauji was, of course, spot on, as usual. We need not only spiritual training, but also I-spiritual training. My I-spiritual training started with working with the "I" -- and learning to give up the "I" and let go of the sense of control I needed. Maybe I was born stingy, but having the Avatar work on your sense of generosity must bear some fruit, so as I grew older I became more and more stifled by things [material objects]. It became easier and easier to give away things I no longer wanted or needed, rather than hoard them (which was what I did before), to simplify and pare down my life and wants. I didn't even realize it was happening, it was so subtle a transformation. And because I was giving away things I didn't want or need, I felt no urge to be thanked or congratulated on my "generosity"! In fact, it was as if the person who took my excess stuff was doing me a favor. Slowly but surely, Baba was teaching me about "No Strings Attached" ... a very important lesson for all of us in all our relationships. I also had to learn to receive, and receive gratefully and gracefully. The biggest giver was, of course, Meher Baba. He gave and took away; sometimes it felt like He was taking away the very sense of security I had about my future. However, by His Grace, I realized that my sense of security didn't come from having a certain sum in the bank or a property that was in my name. It came from accepting that Baba would take care of me, no matter what. He would give and He would take away. I began consciously to thank Baba daily, and then more and more often during the day, for everything He took away and everything He gave me. "The Lord gives and the Lord takes away, blessed is the Name of the Lord." This statement from the Bible [Job 1:21] became my daily meditation.


Baba would often ask someone or the other to recite a particular Kabir doha (couplet): 


Dukh mey sumiran sub karey | sukh mey karey naa koie ||

Jo sukh mey sumiran karey | to dukh kahey hoye? || 


which translates to:


Everyone takes the Lord's Name during times of sorrow

No one takes His Name during happy times

If you take His Name during your happy times

Then why would you ever have sorrowful times?


Living and working with Meherwan Jessawala, looking at his example of how to live a life of total surrender and remembrance, I began to understand that giving and receiving are none of my business. I only had to accept whatever came as Baba's prasad [gift-blessing] and carry on. I originally came to Meherazad to look after my family, first Eruch then Manu and now Meherwan. But Baba has got me involved in so much work -- the road through Meherazad, villagers' squabbles with our community, teaching conversational English in the village school with other volunteers from Meherazad and Meherabad, editing work.... I really don't like work! But whenever I was tempted to say, "No, I don't want to get into this." Meherwan would gently say, "It is Baba's prasad, don't say 'No'. Accept whatever He puts in front of you and do it with your whole heart and soul." So I learned to do this. But because I didn't want it in the first place, I am not attached to what I do. If it were taken from me, I wouldn't be upset or bereft. I would wait until the next bit of prasad came my way. And if it was a long time coming, then I'd really be thankful to Him. Now when someone gives me something I say, Thank You Baba. When I give something I also say in response to the other person's expression of gratitude, Thank You, Baba.  


So, what have I been trying to say? Don't clutter your life with unnecessary objects, feelings or relationships. My practice as a psychologist is full of clients who are not able to say, "I don't want this, I don't need this; please take it back." But if it is worth something to you, then take it with real gratitude, thank Baba in the giver, and cherish the gift. If you have managed to read this far, Thank You, Baba!


Jai Meher Baba, 

Mehera Arjani 

Editor's Note:

Mehera Arjani, born into a family of Baba-lovers in Pune, worked for many years as a behavioral psychologist and life-coach in the UK, where she lived until 2010. She now lives at Meherazad, dedicating her life to looking after her uncle, Meherwan Jessawala, editing his memoirs, and doing Baba-related tasks.

The photo (above) of Meher Baba with young Mehera Kerawala [Arjani] (at dining table at Bindra House, residence of Jessawala and Kerawala families in Pune in the 1960s) is reproduced courtesy of the copyright holder, Meher Nazar Publications.
6. "Beholden to You" [a prayer]

Beloved Baba, 


I remain beholden to you for everything you have done for me in spite of what I am and how I am. You have overlooked my weaknesses and forgiven me my trespasses. You have always showered your grace upon me, and your love. I have no words to express my gratitude but to utter O Baba! O Baba!

O Baba, I beseech You. I implore You. I beg of You to never let me down Baba, never, never let me down. Guard me. guide and help me. Hold my hand until the very end. Fill me with Your love from top to bottom, from side to side, inside and outside. And let me know there is only You, and let me know there is only, only You.
Eruch Jessawalla 

Editor's Note:

This is a private, personal prayer to Meher Baba by Baba's close Mandali member (disciple) Eruch Jessawala (1916-2001), recited within his heart every day for many years.

This written version of the prayer is based on Danny Ladinsky's recollection of Eruch's oral recitation.
7. Tears of Joy
Twenty Years of Separation  
For twenty years, Mehera lived without the physical presence of her Beloved Lord. It was an unbelievably trying time, not only for her but for Mani, into whose care Baba had left his treasure. In April 1989, twenty years after the Great Darshan, Mehera, Mani, Meheru and Goher left for Poona as they usually did with Baba to avoid the hot Meherazad summer. It was a very special last time. They stayed at the Poona Club, watched videos and shopped. But Mehera began showing signs of speech and motor uncoordination. She'd spill the sugar putting it into her tea or use the wrong word for something. It got so that they had to return to Meherazad early, as on May 14th a CAT scan revealed that she had an inoperable brain tumor -- surprisingly heart-shaped. It would be the women's last private moments with Mehera, as she would finally pass to her Beloved Baba only six days later. Doctors said at the least she'd have blinding headaches and thought she'd be comatose with such a large tumor, but amazingly she was symptom-free. Once, she complained of tightness in the head, but not splitting headaches like Mani's and Goher's. It was apparent that Baba was veiling Mehera from much physical suffering. Goher would pray, imploring Baba, "Give us the suffering; don't make Mehera suffer." Baba compressed what she had to go through, so that it went so quickly. Just as in the 1952 accident, what Mehera experienced now was not what actually was taking place. Baba veiled her from much of the physical suffering at the end. Meheru remembers: "Mehera became much gentler, sweeter, as day to day responsibilities were lifted from her. She needed to sleep a lot . . . all day long if we'd let her." Mani also describes Mehera's last times and the final moments of her passing.

Tears of Joy 
Mani remembers: 
"As therapy for her aphasia, speech lessons were instituted. Mehera's one-pointed attention in trying to relearn simple words was very touching. When Arvind arrived on Tuesday, May 16th, Mehera greeted him with a charming smile and said, "I'm happy to see you." Then that evening, Mehera closed her eyes to all external objects and did not open them again till the final moment when her Lord and Beloved came to receive her. Two days later, on the morning of Thursday May 18th, when our Poona team drove over, Mehera clearly responded to my niece Gulnar's greeting with a sweet smile and a slight raising of her eyebrows, which showed us she was aware of what was going on around her. "Mehera, open your eyes, Mehera darling please, open your eyes; see I'm holding this beautiful picture of Baba before you." I'd speak in Gujarati and in Irani (Dari) which her much-loved grandmother used to speak. Though a couple of times Mehera acknowledged my plea with the slightest movement of lips and brow, she didn't open her eyes.It began like a morning of normal activities. We heard no ringing of bells, felt no brushing of angel wings to announce her dawning reunion with her Beloved that morning; but simply for a moment [Jim Reeves' song, much loved by Meher Baba] "Welcome to My World" bubbled over in my heart as I watched Mehera being given an alcohol rub and mild massage. Could I but see, he was surely standing beside her with open arms.But we were not aware of the Moment's arrival until it was upon us. We were around Mehera, together singing the Beloved's Name, as we often did. I was sitting by her side holding her hand, with the other women mandali close by.I pressed her favorite Baba picture to Mehera's forehead, as well as his sandals, while with one voice we all kept loudly singing Meher Baba, Meher Baba. And with one heart we decided that when the Moment arrived we would resonantly call out seven times Avatar Meher Baba Ki Jai. With the great sense of urgency now upon us, we sent for our Meherazad men Mandali to come over. They streamed in and stood with folded hands, joining the old faithful servants who were quietly gathered by the door -- finally, the men and women Mandali all gathered together in his love. Then Dr. Arvind, whom Jangu had driven over from Poona in perfect time, arrived to be by  Mehera during her last moments.We all had shared in the miracle of Baba's love through Mehera, but did not anticipate any unusual revelation to happen at the last. When it happened, it was as a brilliant flash of lightning that we were totally unprepared for! Mehera was lying on her side, and my face was near to hers at the time. Suddenly, as though the shutters she had kept locked all these days were flung open, Mehera opened her eyes in a swift strong movement, completely open, the circles of the irises fully in view.It was as if the heavens had opened to welcome him. Her bright shining eyes had an unfathomable look in them, with a drop of moisture on the outer corners of both eyes, teardrops of joy. Each of us witnessing this powerful moment knew she was gazing on the beauty and glory of her Lord and Beloved. Then, with amazing ease she lowered her lids down -- the final curtain of her life.She took in a sharp breath and nodded her head in two graceful movements, like a queen making a regal adieu. Mehera had gone to Baba. It was 9:45 on the morning of May 20th 1989. "Avatar Meher Baba Ki Jai!" called out loudly seven times by us all, was a song to Mehera's joy of Reunion, and a testimony to our tears of parting. In that fleeting moment, all her pain and stress, all her waiting and yearning, was wiped away. From then on, a gently happy smile adorned her face.Joy streamed out from her slightly parted eyelids. This expression of her happiness was witnessed by all till our very last glimpse of her. In the bedroom's privacy, Goher and I washed Mehera's body with rose water and dressed her in a dusky pink skirt and flowered blouse, framing her face with a soft mauve pink chiffon scarf. Mehera's smile reflected her ecstasy.Her face and hands took on the eternal youth of the Madonna as depicted in the holy images. She looked so young and sweet that I was reminded of the Mehera I knew at Nasik in 1932 -- the year which began Mehera's and my continual companionship in a link unbroken for 57 years."
It was Lord Buddha's birthday and the anniversary of His Divine Realization. A telegram was sent across the world:
It was said by both Baba's family members and others that Mehera's appearance and physical features changed so completely that she looked like a 17-year-old girl. We recall Mehera's comment back in the mid-1920s after she had first joined Baba: "When I was 17 with Baba, I thought I was going to be 17 forever . . ." Mani had so wished that she could have photographed Mehera's unbelievable transformation, but she'd promised at Mehera's request that no photos be taken when she passed. Thom Fortson was a male nurse who spent summers in India helping out. He was changing Mehera's IV bottle when she entered the coma, and in his words, "looking like a dying old lady." Thom next describes what he witnessed when she actually passed. "What happened in her body was a medical miracle. Not only was she radiating inner beauty, but there was an outer physical transformation that had taken place in her body. She was no longer looking like an old lady. Her sagging face had disappeared. Her skin became supple and tight just like that of a young girl."Heather Nadel recalls:
"Throughout the day, Mehera's body lay on her bed in her room, as Baba-lovers from Ahmednagar, Pune, and nearby places came to pay their last homage. A most beautiful smile was on Mehera's face, an air of purity and deep serenity surrounded her. The women Mandali, whose grief can scarcely be imagined, received each of us graciously, handling the situation with such courage, as they had when Baba passed. It was Mehera's expressed wish that she not be photographed after she passed. She wanted to be remembered "as in life."I doubt if even a camera could have captured the radiance of her face in her last repose, the sublime peace and triumph of a supremely loved being! Ice and fans kept the room cool throughout the day, despite the intense outside summer heat. Near sundown, Mehera's body was transferred onto a stretcher and carried by a group of women to Baba's bedroom for a final darshan.Then she was carried across her garden to Mandali Hall, arriving there at sundown. The full moon was rising over trees, bushes and flowers of her beloved Meherazad."
Mehera's stretcher was placed before Beloved Baba's chair, and there her body rested till morning, surrounded by large blocks of ice which gave an ascetic touch, a feeling of the Himalayas, reflecting her supreme purity.

The Union of Heaven and Earth 

Like Baba, Mehera took broad, swift strides. Dr. H.P. Bharucha observed: "She never walked anywhere. She was like the wind -- so energetic -- as if electricity flowed through her veins. You were afraid she'd slip or run into something. She also wanted others to do things quickly." Six years after Meher Baba's passing, on the 50th anniversary of His Silence, July 10, 1975, an event was witnessed by a young American, Ken Neunzig, on his first trip to bow down to Baba's Samadhi. These are Ken's words from a letter penned some years later:

"Of course we were all on silence that day, and I had bicycled out to the Samadhi from Ahmednagar. Sitting inside the Tomb with a couple of others, suddenly someone was at the door beckoning us to come out quickly. But before I could grasp their meaning, one of the women Mandali gestured to me to just remain sitting where I was to the right of the marble stone over the Samadhi. Before I knew what was happening, Mehera swept in and in one motion fell upon the stone, full length. Her movement seemed to contain the totality of surrender; all was thrown upon the marble marker of the Beloved. To describe what I experienced, the thunderous, intimate, yet overwhelming reverberation -- it was as if the Tomb had been hit both by lightning and an earthquake. It truly seemed external, and yet so profoundly within that I did not speak of it for many years to anyone. As to its significance, I can only ask, was it a glimpse of the union of heaven and earth, the lover and the Beloved, the breaking of the Silence within?"
With Mehera's passing and reunion, the Divine Romance between herself and Meher Baba came to an end. But the sweet fragrance of their wondrous love resonates on Earth as the story of their days together is recalled and will be retold for ages to come.
Ed Flanagan
Digital Artist:  Nagendra Gandhi 

Editor's Note:

The above account has been condensed and adapted from the "Postscript" to Ed Flanagan's manuscript, Christ Come Again, future publication of which is anticipated. In Issue No. 2 of the Gazette, we also shared "Memories of Mehera" (Ed's recollection of his meetings with Mehera in the early 1980s), drawn from the same manuscript.
8. Visiting Meher Baba's Samadhi 

A virtual tour of the Samadhi  at Upper Meherabad

(via YouTube -- to view, click the above link)

This 4.5 minute video view is musically accompanied by Jane Brown's lovely rendition of the Gujurati Arti (the words of which prayer-song were written by Meher Baba).
9. "Prayer's Reward" [a poem]

Once I prayed that Someone would hear me,
and in silence at last I felt a listening.
For long years I prayed to hear a word
and at last Love came wrapped in beauty, singing.

For long years I prayed to sing with Love

and sang and sang, trying to harmonize
with every note that rang in brilliant light
and at last Love began to sing with me.


Then suddenly I was no longer singing

to Love or Love to me. I was embraced,
swept off my feet and carried --
and now Love has made away with me.


I grew up in shadows and corners.

I never believed in the Sun of joy,
but I have been kidnapped by ecstasy.
My life has ended
where Love's life begins.


The One Who is all Love has tucked me  

under His arm, and carries me
like a saw or a whisk
from task to task. I did not ask
for such rapture of usefulness,
but I would easily trade
a mere million more lives to be a broom
or a pen or a pot in his hands.

Rachel Dacus  

Editor's Note:

Rachel Dacus is a poet, dramatist, and essayist who has published three books, including the recent Gods of Water and Air (2013), a collection of poetry, prose, and drama. Her website is
"Hands-on"; artist:  Charlie Mills
10. AMBCSC Archives 

You have no idea what just one scrap of my sadra
will mean to the world in the future.
-- Meher Baba  
[Text of the above esoteric ticket reads as follows]:
We invite all attendees to
the Museum of the Archives
 with this special Price of Admission Ticket!


Please visit our LSLP Room! where

one may examine all digital issues

(first issue impression 1989 through

last issue impression 2010)


Upon presenting your ticket

[done by CLICKING on the above ticket],

the Ancient One will direct you to the exhibit!


[We recommend the Gentle Reader follow those instructions]

11. What's Happening at Meherabode  
"If I am Baba, which definitely I am, can I not in My own silent way do the Universal Work? Even if the whole world goes against Me or worships Me, it is all the same to Me.

"The reason why I call upon every individual to work for Me is to make each one share the Divine Cause, and the programmes, such as mass darshans, are created just to give an opportunity for the expression of individual and collective love. Therefore, if you are prepared to share My Universal Work, then it must be done with 100% honesty."

Meher Baba  


The year 2014 marks the forty-fifth year since Beloved Baba, having completed His universal work in the physical form "Meher Baba" and having laid aside the body, resumed the work of His manifestation period. Now in July, the sun has passed its zenith in the annual cycle, and the fullness of summer is with us. It's been a busy and productive six months at Meherabode in Los Angeles, California. Meherabode is going through a smooth ride this year, and perhaps playing its role in Baba's manifestation period. Meherabode is, one might say, nothing other than a doorway through which people walk to find Meher Baba. Centers such as Meherabode -- where the name, image, story, presence of Meher Baba are made known to people -- serve to bring to awareness an otherwise hidden truth: that the Ancient One manifested once again in human form in the 20th Century. This remains an unknown factor for most people around us. In this respect, we can feel most fortunate to participate (in whatever small way) in His divine play during this Avatartic period, when (as Baba said) the Ocean itself is moving to overrun and revitalize the rivers of life. On the other hand, we must confess: we have no idea about His plans, His divine play, and His unfathomable ways of contacting and uplifting the thirsty souls. As Meherabode flourishes in His Love, He has compassionately blessed us with a healthy financial state at present. Regular fundraising efforts, and the Center's site-rental activities (which generate some added funds) are in process. The basic financial foundation is on solid ground. The site rental activity has gained some momentum in the past couple years. Besides generating sizable income, we've found that those who   

site rental: meditation workshop for nonprofit community activists

are drawn to our Center often include drop-souls ready to hear the sweet name and see the beloved form of Meher Baba! Besides devotional music, meditation, and art groups, film and TV production companies have rented the Center. There have been many stories and experiences relating to this. Baba alone draws new/old-souls to Himself in His own way -- but we have observed that the site rental process increases "visibility" of our Center in a low-key way that does serve to make Meher Baba's name known. 


David Miotke Sings

An important perennial activity at Meherabode is our weekly meetings held late morning each Sunday. We are making the necessary effort to conduct ongoing weekly programs focused on Meher Baba's life and work. Baba Himself joins in and enjoys the show that He Himself created. Annually, we have the Urban Sahavas in July, and from time to time there are additional special gatherings. In fact our Annual Urban Sahavas is about to start, featuring a Meherazad resident, Mehera Arjani, and singer-songwriter Addrianne Shamszad from Oakland, California. A new outreach initiative with a series of concert of Indian classical music was launched a little more than a year ago with a concert featuring a fine Hindustani vocalist. Thus began a group process that is now drawing a wider 

Debut of "Concerts at Meherabode" (April 2013)
public to visit Meherabode than may typically show up for our regular Sunday Meher Baba meetings. Yet many seekers and lovers of God do come to visit us Sundays. Baba finds them and sends them to our Center. We are here to receive and greet them. A tour of Meherabode's grounds and buildings always delights them, as they find Baba's atmosphere to be soothing and loving.
"My Meher Baba Story" (Ray Lee)
Some recent Sunday late-morning programs have included:
  • We inaugurated a new series in our schedule with "How I Came to Meher Baba" personal narratives. These (happening monthly) feature a host who shares his or her story of how caming to Beloved Baba.
  • Meher Baba's "Divine Theme" was explored by Glen Russ through a consideration of this beautiful subject-matter from Meher Baba's spiritual discourses.
  • A program exploring Meher Baba's first automobile accident (suffered in 1952 near Prague, Oklahoma, while driving East to West across the United States) with attention to Mehera's role in that dramatic scenario of the Avatar's universal work, hosted by Baba-scholar Ed Flanagan.
  • A Devotional Baba Concert featuring Caris Arkin was a big hit. He performed for three hours, and a festive lunch served.
  • Fred Stankus generously hosted a "Gutta" Breakfast. This marvelous LA-area tradition pioneered by Fred involves a "round table" feel, where we enjoy a late breakfast repast while sharing selected readings from Lord Meher.
  • A bi-monthly series of Celebrating Mehera-Meher: A Divine Romance hosted by Mahoo and Mary Kay explored the lives of Baba's women Mandali as presented in the book.
  • Among our favorite musicians, we welcomed David Miotke from Northern California, for a special musical performance. David's exquisite musical interpretation of Francis Brabazon's poetry was so delightful.
Caris (singing), Suhas (listening), Glen (reading), Fred (musing)
Our aim as His workers is to follow His wish and will in the most harmonious ways. We strive to seek His pleasure, always. Baba Himself does His work. He is so compassionate that He allows us to have the illusion of serving Him. Yet, I see it as an opportunity for our soul to lessen its own sanskaras. May He always be pleased with our words, deeds and thoughts! Meher Baba has given a message which is so beautiful, so simple and practical: 
"Think thoughts you would not hesitate to think in My presence. Speak words you would not hesitate to speak in My presence. And do things you would not hesitate to do in My presence." 
Meher Baba 
In His Love and Service,
Mahoo Ghorbani 
AMBCSC President

12. Welcome to Meher Baba Books 
The Bookstore at Meherabode

"Age after age, when the wick of Righteousness burns low, the Avatar comes yet once again to rekindle the torch of Love and Truth. Age after age, amidst the clamor of disruptions, wars, fear and chaos, rings the Avatar's call: Come all unto me." 
Meher Baba (Meher Baba's Call)

Welcome to the world of Meher Baba Books, our brick & mortar and online Bookstore!
We are living in a most significant period of Baba's life, while Baba is manifesting and His flood of Love is touching all the species in every kingdom of creation. In this period, an extraordinary increase is happening in the rate of search for the Truth and progress in the lives of diligent seekers. Ever since Meher Baba dropped His precious body, His universal push has been felt, and the quest for drawing closer to God is growing stronger and stronger. Baba has released the power of His Love to the entire universe; it is His work for the entire humanity. We are fortunate souls who are participating in this most profound event and hopefully do our best to take part in it by following His wish.Meher Baba has awakened mankind to the possibility of establishing internal connections with God in their hearts.There is with us now a wealth of information about His life and his spiritual discourses outlining the Divine Theme. Many people discover Meher Baba or He discovers them, sometimes through literature, books, DVDs, videos or any manner of media. We are here, with an abundance of books and other materials which can serve as doorways into the deeper reality of Meher Baba. 
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As an essential activity of the Avatar Meher Baba Center of Southern California, Meher Baba Books offers a wide array of books by and about Meher Baba for Baba-lovers and the general public, including Meher Baba's primary works as well as diverse books published in America, India, and other parts of the globe. Also on offer are materials in other media -- CDs, DVDs, photographs, cards, buttons, lockets, and other specialized objects. There is also the online bookstore which caters to customers throughout the U.S. and globally.

Step inside the Meher Baba Books online Bookstore, and see the variety of Books, CDs, DVDs, Jewelry, Apparel, Trinkets, Photos, Posters.

Bookstore is designed to showcase Baba's works. And working in concert with our Archives Committee, we have also made many rare and unique DVDs available, considered to be precious items.

Meher Baba Books Los Angeles NEW ARRIVALS 


Three Snapshots of Reality. This narrative was dictated late in his life by by Don E. Stevens (1919-2011) to Wayne Smith, based on a series of spiritual experiences. ($20). [this new arrival will soon be added to our online bookstore


The Real Treasure (Volume V): Life of a Resident with Avatar Meher Baba's Mandali, is the latest in a series of books by Rustom Falahati. Only $9.00


The God Seeker: Lessons in Discipleship -- the Diaries of Minoo Kharas. A powerful testimony of man's search for God, this is a practical manual for spiritual seekers everywhere. $28.00


Mehera-Meher -- A Divine Romance by David Fenster 3-volume Paperback, 2nd edition. Mehera-Meher is the story of an intimate, Divine Romance between the Beloved and his closest disciple Mehera's firsthand narrative. $90.00


The selection of memoirs we carry that continue to draw interest includes:

As Only God can Love by Darwin Shaw ($24 paperback), Spread My Love by Charmian Duce Knowles ($20), He Gives the Ocean by Najoo Savak Kotwal ($20), Growing up with God by Sheela Kalchuri Fenster ($33).


Meher Baba Books always stocks the Meher Baba classics. Think of us for God Speaks, Discourses, The Wayfarers, and all old faves of Baba literature.

Our thanks for all your support, patronage, and visits to both our on-site and online bookstore. See you soon!


Mahoo Ghorbani, Bookstore-walli 
Meher Baba's Words
. . . Later that same day, 5 July 1953, Ramdas Chaurasia of Nagpur came to Dehra Dun with his sons, Shankar and Ganesh, and they were also permitted  to see Baba. In the course of conversation, Ramdas asked Baba the proper way to do japa (repetition of God's name). Replying, Baba stated:

Day and night you breathe, but do you ever think of it? Even at night when you sleep and when it is not possible to think of it, your breathing goes on for 24 hours, continuously and naturally. Do the japa in a similar manner; do it in such a way that it goes on spontaneously all the time -- while eating, drinking, sitting, walking, talking -- so that in the course of time, it becomes a natural habit.To form this habit, first you have to repeat the one name of God most dear to you for half an hour daily, increasing the time gradually until the mental repetition becomes a natural habit, and you keep repeating it for 24 hours. God has hundreds and thousands of names. Select an easy one and with every inhalation, repeat it. While doing it, no special sitting or standing posture is required. 

[above image courtesy of Beloved Archives Photo Collection] 

This habit will make you repeat God's name always -- while eating, working, urinating, defecating and so on. If at all you forget to take His name, take it at once as soon as you remember. Do this, thinking that it is a duty given to you. Don't worry if you ever forget to take His name. If your thoughts begin to flow into a different channel, stop them and go on repeating His name. When it becomes a firm habit with you, even while thinking other thoughts, the repetition will be uppermost and you will not even be conscious that you are doing it -- exactly in the same way in which you are unconscious of your breathing. Do not do it like pranayama, by taking one chosen name when you inhale and the same name when you exhale. Not like that, but do the repetition as I have explained in a natural way. Take any name -- mine or anyone's -- but have nothing to do with breathing. Such a repetition will benefit you greatly, and there is not the least harm. If you go on repeating my name with love, you may possibly become God. Again have nothing to do with pranayama; follow the method I have shown you. It would have been different had you decided yourself how to take God's name. But now that I have instructed you, you have to act accordingly.


Meher Baba   (from Lord Meher, revised online edition, pp. 3358-3359)

 'At the Center" - Digital Artist:  Cherie Plumlee
[original black & white photo � Mani S. Irani Collection]
A Heartfelt Acknowledgement 
Thanks to all contributors. Our deep gratitute to the Avatar of the Age, Meher Baba, and to the greater Los Angeles Meher Baba community who have inspired us to assemble this Gazette.

Thank you!
The Editors
 The is the revised, corrected, archival edition of Issue No. 3 (July 6, 2014)
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