WHILE FLOODING MY HEART AND MY WHOLE BEING

 
We had missed Meher Baba, but the feeling of his presence was very strong. Naturally I felt disappointment at having missed him, but I was blissfully happy in the unblemished conviction of who he was and the knowledge that, having found some of his followers, I would eventually meet him.

We talked about Baba, as he was and is called by those who love him, and my heart was longingly reaching out to him. Josephine suggested that I might like to establish an outer connection with Baba — I already felt a secure inner connection — by writing a letter to him. This I did, spontaneously pouring my heart out to him and offering my life in his service, for his Cause. Josephine and I drove over to the nearby post office and mailed the letter.

Shortly after our return from the post office, we all sat down to the evening candlelit meal. Part way through the meal, Baba began replying to my letter, with his unmistakable love welling up through my heart center. I sensed his replies to everything I had written in my letter to him, accepting my offer to serve his Cause, while flooding my heart and my whole being with his love. As I sat there with tears silently streaming from my eyes, the others, sensing what was happening, ceased eating, as I had done, and were also enveloped in Baba's sweet love.