Hilda Thorpe of England was attending the sahavas with her son, Simon. On the 26th, she wrote her other son, Anthony, (in New Zealand) about the sahavas and her first impressions of meeting Baba.
The following is an extract from Hilda’s letter:
… I don’t know how to write of this momentous experience which 220 of us are having here. I dare say it is not possible to even try to convey to another something which is so much an experience of the heart — of things for which there are no words and even symbols fail.
Now, how can I tell of the man? If I had any doubts as to who he is before I came here, there is not one left. He is Perfection. He is the very Christ. This cannot be told — only felt.
Hilda first met Baba on the 19th with a few other people. Describing the meeting, she wrote:
We drove up to the Center. They were all in a dither. The moment had come and each one felt differently — scared or shaky. I just felt thrilled but calm … Before we knew where we were, we were waiting outside his door, and my hand did begin to shake a little.
Then I was called, asked my name outside the door and where I was from. The door opened, and there was Baba. Anthony, it was extraordinary. I saw nothing or no one else. I just put out my hands and with a great sob, I was in his arms. He was so tender as he held me and took my head in his hands for a long moment and pressed his face to mine. It was as if at last, at long, long last, not one life but many, I had come Home. Here was the end — which was only the beginning. I got to my feet and stumbled out.
Yes, Si [Simon] was with me and he went to Baba after me. And then we were both out in those beautiful woods, and I was crying with release and joy. Since then, we have been filled to overflowing, bursting at the seams every single day.
-www.lordmeher.org, p4397
May, 1958; Myrtle Beach
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“One moment in the Master’s presence is worth 100 years of prayers.”
(www.lordmeher.org, p4395)