EARTHQUAKE AT THE NUNNERY

 
I found myself standing in a room of a big stone building which seemed to be part of a nunnery. Dressed in a nun's habit, I was holding in my hands a photo-frame of good size, with no glass and no picture in it, that I kept looking through. When I gazed out the windows of the room, I could see the rest of the stone buildings which formed the large complex of the nunnery.

Suddenly the ground began to shake, and rocked as in an earthquake. I clung on tight to the empty frame in my hands, and called out, "Baba, Baba, Baba!" Then I thought, better play it safe, and called out, "Meher Baba, Meher Baba, Meher Baba!"

After a while the quake stopped and the ground was still. When I looked out of the windows I saw that all the other structures which had been there before, had been razed to the ground by the quake. Only the one room in which I had stood calling out Baba's Name was left intact.