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
Amartithi
This column was originally written some years ago as a welcome talk to an Amartithi celebration at Meher Center. I wanted to have something about Amartithi in this space right now and I like this piece. I don't think I could improve on it.
Celebrations
One translation of the word, Amartithi, is "Celebration of the one who never dies."
And celebration is the important word here.
We celebrate his priceless promise that "I never come and I never go."
We celebrate the fact that he graced this Center with his physical presence three times, and that he left that presence here -- for us and for all his lovers to come.
For those who met him in the body, Amartithi marks a shocking occasion in 1969, but one followed sooner or later by individual celebration of the fact that "now he's free and he's with me."
For those who did not meet him in the body, he did not miss a step, nor did they: they celebrate the fact that he was with them, is with them, and will be with them.
We celebrate his acceptance and his love for each of us and for the individual lights in all of us, because, as he said, he does not see the individual form, but only the light of each soul.
We celebrate his humor and his admonition to take life lightly and God seriously.
We celebrate the fact that his damaan is always within reach, and that he is the calm eye in the midst of our hurricanes.
We are grateful for the fact that we can count on him having one ear cocked for our cries of distress and for our whispered words of adoration. And – when we remember – our "thank-yous."
We celebrate another promise from him: "I am the only friend who will never let you down."
We celebrate his willingness to walk ahead of us, because the way is narrow and he knows the pitfalls. And, we are grateful for the compassion with which he picks us up when we stumble on that path.
We celebrate the fact that he sometimes lets us live in the sweet illusion that he needs us for his work, as a father does for any eager child.
We celebrate the fact that we can see the joy of his love in the eyes of a new lover – or an old one.
Above all, we celebrate the incomparable gift of his life, which he described this way:
"The Avatar awakens contemporary humanity to a realization of its true spiritual nature, gives Liberation to those who are ready, and quickens the life of the spirit in his time. For posterity is left the stimulating power of his divinely human example – of the nobility of a life supremely lived, of a love unmixed with desire, of a power unused except for others, of a peace untroubled by ambition, of a knowledge undimmed by illusion. He has demonstrated the possibility of a divine life for all humanity, of a heavenly life on earth.
"Those who have the necessary courage and integrity can follow when they will."
Jai Baba