This time, in reading over the accounts of Meher Baba’s accident in 1952, I noticed the kindness. It was there from those first excruciating moments when, on the morning of May 24, 1952, Stanley J. Moucka, living along Route 64 near Prague, Oklahoma, heard a... Read more

“April is the cruelest month”* at the Center. It turns barren, thoughtful, deep silent nights into a musical soiree of magical creatures waking from the depths of the forest. Leaves and flowers spurt out from desire and memory hums songs in nature’s praise. Spring drops... Read more

Meher Baba spent much of the last four year of His life doing His universal work in seclusion— despite the strain of the work on His poor physical health, and the thousands of lovers new and old desperate to be near Him. A decade earlier,... Read more

As Baba lovers we are blessed to have His merciful instruction of involving Him in anything we do. We can turn our day to day life into sadhana with Meher Baba. It is through this very act that we get closer to Him and are... Read more

On an early spring afternoon at the Center, while doing my rounds checking each quiet, unoccupied cabin, I stopped my golf cart in front of the Guest House. As I entered the wooden gates, I was greeted by pink flowers overflowing from the bushes all... Read more

Jennifer’s first visit to the Center was in the spring of 2019. She returned again this winter. In her introduction letter to the Center Jennifer wrote, “Baba has continued to be the director of my life. I know that I can find Him everywhere but... Read more

When Baba visited the Center in May of 1958, He requested a birthday party. The invitees to the party were children—adults could only come if brought by a child. In considering how to write an article on Baba’s birthday at the Center, for a few... Read more

Jonas is thirteen years old. Three years ago, I remember checking his mother Jessica, brother Ezra and him into the Center for their first overnight stay. Jessica had seen the Center on several occasions while driving by. She eventually did her research and had already... Read more

On January 31 st , 1969, at 12:15 PM, Meher Baba dropped His physical form. The grief was unimaginable for so many of the lovers who had grown accustomed to His physical presence. And alongside that grief started to appear something else— a silent, brilliant,... Read more

For Meherjyoti, coming to the Center was Baba’s birthday gift— one that reminded her of another gift He gave long ago. Meherjyoti had wanted to visit the Center for decades, but it was so far from her home in India that she didn’t know when... Read more