A Love So Amazing
De Simple Silence.
| A Love So Amazing | |
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| Author | Bili Eaton |
| Language | English |
| Publisher | Sheriar Press |
| Publication date | 1984 |
| Media type | Book |
Contents |
[modifier] Truth (1956)
Q. Is it possible for man to get at the Truth ?
A. Yes. And as to how it is possible would be answered in a sentence, or even volumes would not suffice. I shall give the answer in one sentence : Discard falsehood to get at the Truth. But what is falsehood ? You are right when you say that that which does not endure is falsehood. Therefore, discard all that does not endure and you will realize the Truth.
Q. But is there any part of the self that endures ?
A. Yes. (Baba pointed at the person and said) You alone endure and the rest of your self is to be discarded to realize the real Self that is you.
[modifier] Love And Misery
Q. Baba, what is the number of followers you have all over the world ?
A. Would you want to count the number of hairs on your head ?
Q. Baba, you are God and you know everything and yet why should you ask so often whether I love you ? Of course, I love you very much.
A. It is my delight to hear from my lovers that they love me. There is no doubt that I know everything, yet I ask. I feel delighted when my lover says, ‘Baba, I love you very much.’ As, for example, in everyday life, one comes across a very loving couple. Each loves the other very much and each knows it, and yet the husband or the wife would very often ask, ‘Dearest, do you love me ?’ Invariably the obvious answer would be, ‘I love you very much !’ It is my pleasure to ask and my delight to hear from my lovers their oft-repeated answer, ‘Baba, I love you very much.’
Q. Why should misery perpetually exist on earth in spite of God’s Infinite Love and Mercy ?
A. The source of Eternal Bliss is the Self in all, and the cause of perpetual misery is the selfishness of all. As long as satisfaction is derived through selfish pursuits, misery will always exist. Only because of the infinite love and mercy of God can man learn to realize, through the lessons of misery on earth, that inherent in him is the source of infinite bliss and that all suffering is his labor of love to unveil his own infinite self.
[modifier] The War Is Over
pp. 47-49. See also Avatarmeherbaba.org Anthology
At the end of August, 1957, Baba gave orders that no one should indulge in any lustful thought, word or deed from September to March of 1958 -- six months.
I didn’t like that at all. Nor did David, whom I had resumed seeing after I returned to New York from San Francisco. I didn’t trust myself, nor David for that matter. I decided that if I was going to be able to obey Baba, it would be best that David and I not see each other during the period of abstinence. However, after I had strictly obeyed Baba for the first six weeks, David and I did happen to meet. The meeting was too much for us and I disobeyed Baba for the rest of the six-month period. Guilt lay heavily on me, spoiling everything I did. I was not happy.
Needless to say, it was a great relief when the six months were over. I had been feeling hostile to anyone reminding me of the orders, and it seemed everyone was bent on doing so, probably because it was so much on their own minds, too. It was a ghastly time.
One week after the end of the abstinence period, Baba extended the order for four more months, to July 10, 1958. But this time married couples were excluded. Baba had given such orders before, but never so close together and never for such long periods of time, except that stricter orders were sometimes given to individuals. David was fit to be tied and so was I.
David said that since he wasn’t a Baba follower, he wasn’t going to put up with it. But I realized that if I persisted in disobeying Baba’s orders, His daaman would slip from my fingers. It had become an inescapable matter of choice : Baba or David. My love for Baba was stronger and even though I knew I’d have to go through a great deal of unmitigated suffering, I gave up David.
Often with Baba, when He takes something away, He gives you no sop to ease the pain. I knew I could expect nothing. He was not testing me so much as I was learning to test myself to find out just how sincere my love for Baba was. Yet, Baba was always there. Without Him, I could never have done it. His love sustained me. Baba has said that the stronger love pulls you away from the lesser love. That does not mean that the lesser love has diminished. In the end, if you stick it out, Baba gives you something much greater than you ever imagined. But first you have to go through the karmic action that you yourself started.
My misery lasted for two years before it showed any signs of abating. I saw David only once after we separated. He brought me a lovely gift and suggested that we marry. I brushed the idea aside, even though I felt like two people, with one wanting to say « yes » and the other, « no. » Then years later, I saw David once more when he visited my office. He was married by then and had two children. I felt a real friendship for him, but everything else was wiped out. I wondered what all the weeping, wailing and gnashing of teeth had been about. I did feel that I had a narrow escape...
Baba had freed me to a great extent from the bondage of sex, not that He has eliminated sex attraction, but more that He has delivered me from slavery to it. Life has too many other things in it, and sex is no longer a problem. The freedom from this special type of enslavement has brought side benefits. I have more real friendships with the opposite sex as well as with other women. I can appreciate men as friends and for themselves, rather than as objects of pleasure. I am more a friend to women because the jealousies and rivalries are finished. The war is over.
[modifier] A Savage Instinct
... I had begun to have quite a fascination for Baba's feet and still do. They were so beautiful. I also had had some correspondence with Mehera and Mani about this fascination, and we all felt that I should take the very next opportunity to kiss them.
I had missed my opportunity in 1958 when Baba visited the West because of shyness and so many people being present. But I thought this was the time and I decided to take the bull by the horns, other people being around or not. I also had a message from someone to give to Baba.
When I was ushered in to Baba, I gave Him the message and then kissed His right toe and said, "Baba, that was for Mehera." Then, with great restraint, I gently bit His left toe and said, "And this is for Mani."
Needless to say, Baba looked rather astonished. I had no intention of biting His toe, and I don't know what came over me, but I guess I have a savage instinct. I suppose I wasn't called Baba's cat for nothing. Anyway, when I was with Baba, I was not responsible for my actions.
Bili Eaton.Published by Sheriar Press. © 1984 Meghan Blakemore Eaton
