YES, I DO LIKE CLOWNING

 
20 October 1956

I was so amused at your description of our dear friend that a startled Peter (Baba's pet black cocker spaniel) rushed out from under the bed to discover if I had gotten sunstroke — though by now he ought to be used to my sudden burst of merriment.

So my brother Jal has been telling tales about me. Yes, I do like clowning; it comes much more naturally to me than being a secretary but of course our Master knows it. We learned quite early when Baba knows you don't like something hey presto you find yourself having to do it (and surprisingly, not badly and almost liking it). Being our very Self, He knows our inner resources and needs, though I wish sometimes we could more often do these things with a better grace than we find possible.

I was delighted with your remark about the ego. We can't blame it for hating to be drowned, and must expect it to pop up its head now and then for a breather — although I find it comes up at rarer intervals each time till we have it (wishful thinking?) just where Baba wants it.