BELOVED BABA REALLY GAVE ME DARSHAN
On the right-hand side of the room just inside the door was Baba's bed with a pink flowered cover, and a plain pink cotton canopy over the high wooden framework. Beside the bed was a small rug, a footstool, and a pair of His sandals.
Baba's presence was just so incredibly strong. He was there. My eyes filled with tears, I felt as though my heart was bursting, and that I was being drawn out of myself, beyond myself. Yet I was also aware of no outward movement, it was all within me, my soul was crying out to Him and He was drawing me to Him. I turned to His bed, went down on my knees, and bent my head to the flowered cover. A perfume wafted up, so overpowering in its sweetness that again tears spilled over, and in my heart I tried to talk to Him.
LIVES OF LOVE, Mehera, 1, p. 3
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