Gift of God
SOMETHING MYSTICAL WAS TAKING PLACE
Arnavaz N. Dadachanji
Although Baba's body never showed any sign of
deterioration, the mandali decided that on the
seventh day the crypt should be closed. The
atmosphere of grief had become so suffocating that
we could no longer postpone the inevitable moment of
Baba's interment. It was
7th February, the date of Baba's birthday
that year according to the
Zoroastrian calendar.
As His precious body was covered, it seemed as if
the very essence which had sustained our lives was
being ripped away from us. We cried silently,
knowing Baba wanted us to accept what had happened.
Beloved Baba was our heart and soul, our only light,
and we all felt lost but, like machines, we
continued with whatever tasks needed to be done.
Even though He had dropped His
physical body, Baba
was still asking for our complete resignation,
expecting us to surrender to His
wish, even at this time of helplessness and
hopelessness. We were orphans now, yet in all our
anguish Baba's gentle, loving hands were ever on us.
Later we heard stories from Baba lovers around the
world of unusual events occurring at the time Baba
dropped His body, but the most amazing was the
account we read in the papers of the heavy rainfall
in
Mecca,
ordinarily a desert. Muslims on pilgrimage were
unable to approach the flooded Kaaba for seven days,
1st February until 7th February, the exact time that
Beloved Baba's body was
lying in state.
In His compassion Baba arranged everything in a way
that helped us to carry on, however slowly. After He
dropped His body, telegrammes and phone calls kept
coming in from the groups that Baba had contacted,
everyone wanting to know whether the plans that He
had made for the darshan in
Poona
would be carried out. We began to remember and
discuss the various comments Baba had made prior to
31st January.
When, because of His health, the mandali had wanted
Baba to cancel the darshan, He had said, "The
darshan
programme must take place. It should not be
cancelled." He then asked, "Is it all right if I
give darshan lying
down?" He had also said, "In March we will march to
Poona." Putting all these statements
together was like doing a puzzle, all of us having
different parts which fit together to make a whole
picture. By the end of February it was clear to us
that the darshan Baba had scheduled for April to
June, 1969, should be held despite His physical
absence.
During this time I had a dream from which I awoke
overcome with emotion. In the dream I was standing
in a doorway watching Baba and Mehera. She was
coming down a staircase, walking toward Baba, who
entered through another door. He extended His hands,
saying, "Come, Mehera, and we will do the prayers."
Because Baba was no longer in the body, Mehera
hesitated, as if wondering how she could touch Him.
Baba extended His hands toward hers until their
fingertips were touching, and her whole countenance
suddenly changed. I could see Baba pouring a
transparent liquid from His hands into Mehera's.
From the expression on her face it was clear that
her whole
being was undergoing a transformation, that
something mystical was taking place.
GIFT OF GOD, pp. 195-196
Copyright 1996 Meherazad Trust for Avatar
Meher Baba
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