언젠가 당신은 나를 볼 것이다 - 메허 바바

The Otts arrived by train in Ahmednagar on Sunday night, 3 October 1965 and were met at the station by Adi, who said, "Baba will see you at nine o'clock in the morning for half an hour. You should get a good night's rest." They were taken to Viloo Villa, where they spent the night.

The next morning, Adi drove them to Meherazad. They were a little early, so while Eruch took Lyn around the garden and introduced him to the other men, Phyllis sat on one of the benches outside the hall and conversed with Francis. Soon Eruch and Lyn returned, and Eruch said, "It is time to go in to see Baba."

Phyllis stood up, and Eruch asked, "Phyllis, where are you going?"

She answered blithely, "I am going in to see Baba!"

"But this trip is only for Lyn," said Eruch.

Phyllis felt faint. She began to fall, and Eruch caught her. She felt so let down not to see Baba! Then, Eruch smiled and said, "I am only kidding, come on!"

The following is Lyn Ott's eloquent description of what occurred:

It was time to go into mandali hall to meet the Messiah, author of myself, the indwelling essence of everything and nothing in human form — believe it or not — God Himself; and my thinking stopped.

When I heard of Meher Baba there was no time left in which to test out or get adjusted to his claim. I had to simply take it or leave it, or the opportunity would be lost in the flickering of human doubt. To go to see a Master might be a good thing, and very rewarding. But to go to see God, believing him to be God, is a prospect so far beyond nice that it is entirely terrifying. It is this state of complete terror that accompanied me on my way to see Meher Baba.

As I stepped out of my sandals and across the threshold into Baba's presence, the terror left as if it were stuck to the sandals rather than to me. As I stepped into that room everything stopped, everything except my feet which carried me straight, without faltering, into the waiting arms of the Divine Beloved.

When I walked in to see Baba, I came with a great deal of apprehension and anxiety. Baba had said he would show me his face as it really is. I had no idea what that meant, but it ticked off a tremendous apprehension in my mind over a period of time before seeing him. And when I came into the room, I was tremendously relieved to see a little man sitting in a chair. I thought, my gosh, this is a real human being sitting here. I just had never imagined it.

Baba embraced and kissed me on both cheeks. Before he embraced me he had me take my glasses off, and hand them to Eruch. Baba held my face between his cool hands. It was a face flushed with the fever of anticipation. Those cool hands soothed my fever as Baba looked into my eyes with his face just inches away from my face. At that moment nothing else in the universe existed. In that moment one tiny little atma [soul] came face to face with Paramatma [the Oversoul] — and the atma miraculously was not destroyed.

To embrace Baba is to embrace the ether itself. He kissed me on both cheeks and I lay my suffering at his feet, and in the twinkling of his eye I was at peace and at home on the carpet of my father's house, stunned into happiness. Everything had stopped when Baba embraced me and held my face in front of his and looked into my eyes. The first thing Baba said was: "Can you see my face?" (How he said this with hand gestures I don't know, because his hands felt as if they were on my face all the while.)

I felt as if he went inside me, all the way back to the very roots of my eyesight and turned around and took a look at himself through my eyes. I replied in a whisper: "Not very well, Baba." In my reply there was something apologetic, something of disappointment in not being able to give Baba the happiness of my seeing his face. I think this disappointment, shared by Baba and me, was the closest point that I have ever come to the point of real surrender, for looking back now, I see that at that moment I realized that I had no real hope and that I was completely and utterly helpless in the hands of God.

Rather than giving me strength, he had taken away all of my strength, so there was nothing for me in that moment but surrender. The tension was gone. I had made my last move, and I had lost. This was a moment of surrender; I know it was because Baba then said: "Baba wants you to bow down to his feet." And instantly I obeyed him. I set my head down upon the resting place of creation and all was his. Baba treated me with great personal affection and intimacy so that I felt his love. Instantly he was for me not the teacher or guru, but the loving father and friend.

Lyn sat on the floor by Baba's right hand, and Phyllis on his left. Eruch, Francis, Nariman (Dadachanji, who had come for the day), Adi, Bhau, Mani, Rano, and Dr. Alu were present, among others. Baba said, "I love you both very much. I am happy you came. It was I who called you here. Your goal should now be to come to me in Reality, not just in illusion. I will make it possible for you to achieve this."

Baba further remarked to them, "When you die, you will both come to me."

He asked, "How do my Western lovers feel, that I have canceled the Western sahavas?"

Phyllis said, "Baba, whatever you do is good."

"But how do they feel that the sahavas has been canceled?" Baba inquired.

"Baba, your lovers are resigned to your will," she said.

"But how do my Western lovers feel, now that I have canceled their sahavas?"

Phyllis answered, "You should see your Western lovers more frequently, for when they do not see you, they build cathedrals in the mind to you."

Adoringly, Lyn added, "Yes, Baba, we should build cathedrals to you!"

Baba replied, "When the cathedrals fall, my work is done!"

As Baba spoke through Eruch, he patted Lyn on the back. Sometimes he would caress him tenderly around his chin. Suddenly, Baba turned to Lyn and asked, "Did you shave today?" In response to his reply of yes, Baba remarked, "Well, you didn't do a very good job of it! Just feel my chin."

"Baba's face was soft and he had a splendid shave." Lyn said, "While I was shaving, I was thinking: 'Does Baba shave?' "

Baba replied with surprise, "Why shouldn't I shave?"

Lyn could only think to say, "Well, Baba, before this morning, I had never associated shaving with God!"

Baba looked at him seriously and stated, "I am more human than you are. Someday you will see my face as it really is."