Ordinary Life
– Juniper Downs
Baba Loved Us Too
– Wendy Connor
Feeling His Love
– Steve Klein
He is both Father and Mother
– Juniper Downs
A Leap of Faith
– Wendy Connor
Becoming His
– Steve Klein
Don't Worry, Be Happy
– Juniper Downs
A Life Worth Living
– Wendy Connor
Love The One You're With
– Steve Klein
What a Mighty Beloved our Beloved is
– Wendy Connor
To thine own self be true?
– Steve Klein
The Sweets of His Love
– Wendy Connor
Sickness and Health
– Juniper Downs
Giving Advice
– Steve Klein
"Garlic-Faced"
– Wendy Connor
To Love and Be Loved
– Juniper Downs
Talking About The Truth
– Steve Klein
The Script was Written Long Ago
– Wendy Connor
Excuse Me, Which Way to God?
– Steve Klein
Letting Go
– Juniper Downs
The Mosquitoes are Bad Today
– Wendy Connor
What If A Teaching Moment Never Comes?
– Steve Klein
Beads On One String
– Juniper Downs
Youth Sahavas '07
– Wendy Connor
Stop, You're Both Right!
– Steve Klein
God, Please Give me a Job
– Juniper Downs
"It Just Passes More Quickly"
– Wendy Connor
Multiple Meher Babas
– Steve Klein
The Treasure Within
– Wendy Connor
Winking Back
– Juniper Downs
Holding On, But Losing One's Grip
– Steve Klein
1969
– Ann Conlon
Obedience
– Ann Conlon
Meher Center – The Way It Was
– Ann Conlon
Armageddon, Anyone?
– Ann Conlon
What Does Baba Want Me to Do?
– Ann Conlon
Baba's 'Things'
– Ann Conlon
The Way It Was – Meherabad
– Ann Conlon
What Does THAT Mean?
– Ann Conlon
Doing "Baba Work"
– Ann Conlon
Broken Heads
– Ann Conlon
On Being Ill
– Ann Conlon
Enid
– Ann Conlon
To Each His Own
– Ann Conlon
Meherjee
– Ann Conlon
Youth Sahavas
– Ann Conlon
Kitty
– Ann Conlon
The Lonely Path
– Ann Conlon
Isn't He Enough?
– Ann Conlon
Goher
– Ann Conlon
He Said What?
– Ann Conlon
Seeking Suffering
– Ann Conlon
Taking a Dare
– Ann Conlon
Dreams
– Ann Conlon
Amartithi
– Ann Conlon
Margaret
– Ann Conlon
"The Disciple"
– Ann Conlon
I Wonder ...
– Ann Conlon
Backbiting, etc.
– Ann Conlon
Rites, Rituals and Ceremonies
– Ann Conlon
Hearing His Name
– Ann Conlon
"Baba's Group"
– Ann Conlon
His Promise
– Ann Conlon
Then and Now
– Ann Conlon
Middlemen Revisited
– Ann Conlon
Padri
– Ann Conlon
Gateway Days
– Ann Conlon
The New Life
– Ann Conlon
Books, Books and More Books
– Ann Conlon
His "Last Warning"
– Ann Conlon
Elizabeth Patterson
– Ann Conlon
Detachment
– Ann Conlon
Is That A Religion Coming?
– Ann Conlon
Manifestation: Did He Or Didn't He?
– Ann Conlon
A Country of Our Own?
– Ann Conlon
Remembering Mohammed
– Ann Conlon
Advice (Sort-Of) for Newcomers
– Ann Conlon
You're a Baba Lover If...
– Ann Conlon
Real Happiness
– Ann Conlon
Baba Lover, Baba Follower or Both?
– Ann Conlon
Meherazad – The Way It Was
– Ann Conlon
The Strongest Memories
– Ann Conlon
Detachment
There are many definitions of "detachment," sometimes depending on the context, but I have a favorite: in some circumstances it just means "cut and run."
Of course, that's not what Meher Baba means by detachment. Basically, he said he meant being in the world but not of it. However, we are all still human beings and he knows that, so until we're ready, I'm sure he doesn't expect complete detachment from us. I will bet he thinks we're making some progress if we can just keep our hysteria under a modicum of control.
I do know some people who swear they've achieved detachment, but I'm suspicious of the kind of detachment that comes off appearing cold and uncaring, reeks of denial, and even contains a streak of cruelty. I've had some experience with that brand of detachment. As a young newspaper reporter, I and my colleagues learned very quickly that we had to develop some kind of detachment in order to save our sanity. Unfortunately, most of us sealed off a good bit of our humanity in the process. It was definitely the "cut and run" kind of detachment, and it was very hard to overcome.
I'm sure the detachment Baba talks about is not the cold, cynical detachment we cultivated. Rather, it has strong elements of empathy and compassion, but it cuts out the unhelpful emotion which can make it impossible for one to act intelligently in a crisis. I doubt very much that one simply decides to be detached and, voila, there it is. It develops over time, I think, until it becomes a natural, very balanced part of one's makeup. In this context I think of Elizabeth, Kitty and Margaret. They were loving, caring human beings, but they could put out that kind of love and caring and still remain detached and relatively uninvolved. They never gave the impression, though, that they were simply paying lip service in their expressions of concern.
I still remember my years of made-up detachment and they scare me. I see in that kind of detachment the very real possibility of ending up with a smothered soul.
In the end, I expect it's Meher Baba who brings us, in his own time, to the point where we're truly "in the world, but not of it." Certainly, we can't do it without him.