ALL THE BIRDS WILL SING 'MEHER!'

 
Baba has said, "I am not limited by this form. I use it like a garment to make myself visible to you; and I communicate with you through words best fitted to your understanding. If I used the language of my own consciousness you would not know what I was talking about. Don't try to understand Me. My depth is unfathomable. Just love Me. I eternally enjoy the Christ state of consciousness and when I speak I shall manifest my true Self; besides giving a general push to the whole world, I shall lead all those who come to Me towards Light and Truth."

This brings to mind the words of Babajan, one of the five Perfect Masters of our present Avatar's time. When we were in Poona last month, Baba told Mehera and myself one morning to visit the tomb of Babajan and place on it a "sheet" of flowers. The tomb graces the shady "neem" tree under which Babajan used to sit throughout all weathers, situated at the section where three busy roads meet.

Later a shelter was built for her; and many devotees would gather there, particularly in the evenings, and this would often hold up traffic. Whenever Baba refers to her, He invariably uses the words "Incomparable; matchless!" and once said, "She came all the way from Baluchistan to settle in Poona for my destined meeting with her."

After we had paid our respects, Mehera and I stopped for a while at the Jessawalas and Eruch's little aunt told us of her first visit to Babajan years ago. Babajan asked her where she had come from, and at the reply "From Meher Baba" she exclaimed, "From my Beloved Meher! My Son! Some day the whole world will call out, 'Meher, Meher!' All the trees will cry out 'Meher!' All the birds will sing 'Meher!'"