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REMARKABLE COINCIDENCE?!

Charmian Duce Knowles

 
The gifts from a Master continue to arrive and multiply long after he has left the earth. For the Sufi order, these included the evolution of artistic talents that enabled us to celebrate his life and our own devotion more fully. For me life brought new and unexpected sources of love and the most touching reminders of how he had shaped my destiny.

Within a few months of the Last Darshan, a new stage of my life began when Duncan and I were married. We took our vows on September 13, 1969, and lived our first year of marriage in a house in Lafayette, east of San Francisco, across the Bay Bridge. After our wedding, we received the following cable from Ahmednagar:

CHARMIAN DUNCAN
MAY BELOVED BABA'S LOVE BLESSINGS BE
ON YOU HIS VERY DEAR CHILDREN YOUR
MEHERAZAD FAMILY WISH YOU HAPPY
MARRIED LIFE IN BABA'S LOVE SERVICE
     MEHERA MANI

Baba's blessing on the marriage had already made itself apparent, first through Mehera's recognition of Duncan at the Last Darshan and then through a remarkable coincidence that occurred one night shortly before our wedding.

On that night, Dee (Duncan's nickname) and I were sitting at dinner, and I was feeling great happiness. My contentment made me think back in contrast to that terrible mid-divorce day in 1965 when I was crying miserably over a magazine picture of a joyous young man rolling down a sunlit hill.

I decided to tell Dee this story and began to describe the picture. I didn't get very far. Dee took over and described the photo and accompanying article in far more detail than I could have. He could do so, I was stunned to learn, because he was the man in the photograph!

It turned out that years earlier, he'd been living on a ranch near Cloverdale when a photographer came up to shoot pictures and asked Dee to pose for him. One of those pictures showed him rolling down a bright green California hill with poppies growing in the sunlight. It was this picture, later published in a magazine, that had so utterly broken my heart. And now the man who seemed once to embody all that was beyond my grasp was to be my husband.

With what sweetness had Baba laid his plan!

 

SPREAD MY LOVE, pp. 241-242
2004 © Sufism Reoriented

               

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