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MEHER SPIRITUAL CENTER
Meher Baba's Home in the West
August Newsletter 2020
Shaw family photo collection
“When you begin to think of yourself as being on the Path, then you are not. The Path is not a defined direction set apart from yourself. It begins and ends within yourself. It is not so much the more of a path added, but so much the less of the veil of ignorance. In short, The Path is “I-WANT-NOTHING.”
Meher Baba
The Awakener, Vol. XIX, No. 2, Pg. 54

Dear Meher Center Family and Friends,

A loving Jai Baba to all from your family at Meher Center.

This past week, Meher Center’s board of directors sent out an encouraging update on the Center’s financial picture. If you missed it, this message can be found on our website here. In addition, we know that there are many questions in our community about the Center's process of reopening. Please stay tuned for a letter from the Board about this important topic.

In this edition, we are presenting articles on two of Meher Baba’s closest women disciples, an Easterner and a Westerner: Mani S. Irani, Baba’s devoted and remarkable sister, and Kitty L. Davy, an important and inspiring presence at Meher Center for nearly forty years. We're especially glad to be sharing these stories today, since it would be Kitty's 129th birthday.

In an age when our deepest values and impulses are being challenged daily, it is heartening to witness two down to earth and openhearted women so focused on what would please God every day.

In Baba’s love and service,


Buz Connor
For Meher Center board and staff
Meher Baba In America 1932
This is an exquisite collection of two of the earliest films of Meher Baba's public appearances in America. The first unedited film was rediscovered in 1993 in the archives of the University of South Carolina. Baba is seen here answering questions about His mission in America. The second film was rediscovered in 1994 in a film archive in New York. This Paramount Newsreel of Baba is filmed at Harmon on Hudson, with a commentary written by Mani.

Video, 14:38
Courtesy of Sheriar Foundation.
Remembering God's Sister
By Preeti Hay
ECPPA photo collection
August 19 of this year marked the twenty-fourth death anniversary of Mani Irani, Meher Baba’s sister and disciple. As I set upon a journey to write something about her passing, I was bereft of words because if there was anyone whose death couldn’t define her, it was Mani. Mani Aunty, as I called her, was the epitome of life, life at its best as Meher Baba asked us to live. Life at its brightest, a life in praise of being with the Avatar night and day, exhibiting the spark of the good fortune that was and is to be with Him.

The most famous story about Mani is about when she found Baba in a great mood up on a ladder in Toka, India while playing with her friend Myna. Suddenly, Baba asked them to ask anything of Him. Surprised, the friend asked to marry a handsome man and have a grand wedding. When it came to Mani she said, “To be with you, always.” “Granted,” Baba said. And that is what defined Mani: her sole ambition to be with Baba at all times.

As a young child, twenty-four years younger than her God brother, her only motivation to be good, to do her homework, and to be obedient came from the fact that she could see Baba during her summer vacations. And oh, her joy when He ‘turned the key’ and called her to be with Him forever. Thence followed a life of sixty-four years with the Beloved. Her roles were as many as her talents: disciple, sister, entertainer, writer, companion and caretaker for Mehera, Chairman of Avatar Meher Baba Trust and an available elder to the extended Baba family.

In the end, Mani had a malignant abdominal tumor. She united with her Beloved in her room in Meherazad facing Mehera’s bed, with women Mandali around her holding Baba’s picture and saying His name. Heather Nadel recalls Mani’s last day greeting pilgrims at Meherazad in February of 1996. “She held forth to a porch full of people and they performed for her, a wonderful giving and receiving of His love. Afterwards many remarked that Mani was more joyous and radiant than they had ever seen her.”* Heather also recalls that right after her passing, “her face assumed an expression of joy and triumph…a luminous smile seemed to deepen until you could not look at her without feeling her happiness.”**

After being taken to the Samadhi on a stretcher that was used for Mehera, Mani’s body was cremated at Lower Meherabad. During the cremation, two sadhus passing by approached Eruch. They had observed the smoke of the pyre; it was not the black smoke of an ordinary person’s pyre but the gray blue smoke of the pyre of a saint. They had come to pay homage.

Time has not diminished the spark that was Mani; it is still alive, vivid and radiant. Ever ignited in her lifetime of love, its embers now warm in all our hearts that are inspired to fold the tinder of our own loveand gently blow.
 
*The Joyous Path, Heather Nadel, pg. 1056
**The Joyous Path, Heather Nadel, pg. 1061
What Kitty Wanted
By Jamie Keehan
Shaw family photo collection
Talk to Baba lovers who first came to the Center in the 1970’s, and they’ll tell you about Kitty. She was a constant presence—zipping around cheerfully in her golf cart, attending evening programs, or, most frequently, sitting in her office while an endless stream of friends, new and old, sought her companionship and advice. She was enthusiastic, earnest, engaged, and her frequent unintentional word substitutions (dubbed “Kittyisms”) have us laughing to this day. Most of all, she was an example of a life lived for God.

But Kitty’s seemingly inevitable presence at the Center is a story not only of stalwart cheer and enthusiasm, but of obedience and heartache. Kitty met Baba in England in the early 1930’s, and He called her to live in India with Him and His other women Mandali in 1936. By the time of her first visit to Meher Center with Baba in 1952, she had lived in India for sixteen years, cooking, cleaning, experiencing endless and sometimes humorous challenges, and the ever-present secret joy of nearness to the One she loved.

But Kitty had learned that life with the Master meant putting His wishes first. So when, upon leaving the Center that Spring of 1952, Baba said He wanted Kitty to stay behind and help Elizabeth in the work of the Center while He and the rest of the women went back to India, Kitty unhesitatingly said, “yes, Baba.”

She got to work immediately, as Baba would want. She cared for Norina Matchabelli, who was suffering grave medical issues and couldn’t be left alone. In her spare moments, she cleaned cabins and even whacked down bushes to ensure the Center looked tended to (interestingly, one of her favorite jobs). And when Baba came back in 1956, Kitty assumed her work was done, that she would resume her life with Him and the other women. His matchless presence filled the Center. Her bags were packed. But then He left without her.

While Kitty was living in India, there had been two Hindi words that Baba emphasized over and over and over again: “Jaane do”— “Let it go.” A conflict arose: let it go. A minor inconvenience: let it go. A dashed hope, a deep suffering: let it go.
 
Baba came again in 1958, and again, Kitty’s bags were packed. Again, He left without her. Again, she continued her work cheerfully and tirelessly.
 
Then, in 1962, Kitty journeyed to India for Baba’s East-West gathering. She was finally back home, and she was sure Baba would ask her to stay. And He was luminous, His love and presence overpowering. It poured over Kitty and the thousands of other pilgrims who had come to see Him. But, when she finally stood in front of Him, He sent her back to Myrtle Beach. And then she knew.

Kitty said it was the saddest moment of her life, the moment she realized that she would never again live with Baba—and, as it turns out, the last time she would ever see Him in the body. Crestfallen, she returned to the Center, and admits that, for some time, she felt depressed.

But Kitty kept working, and reflected more and more on something else Baba had taught in the ashram. At the East-West Gathering, He even said it twice. “This is not me,” He gestured, pointing to His physical form. “It’s only a cloak I put on in which I come to visit you. Look within, that’s where I am. I am none other than the Highest within you.” Then He repeated it, seriously, pointing to the hearts of those surrounding Him. “Look within. That’s where I am.”

In 1963, Kitty received a cable from Baba: “Kitty / By being where I want you to be you are nearer and dearer to me. My love to you today and always. / Baba.”* Those words lodged in Kitty’s heart, solidifying what she already knew. In 1969, Baba dropped His physical form.

And then, in the 1970’s, the young people started flooding in, waves of them. And they came to Kitty, and the questions they asked her were: How do we love Him? How do we be with Him when we can’t be with Him physically? And Kitty, from her years with Baba and her years of separation, dipped into her experience of longing and togetherness, and told them.

The day after Kitty first met Baba, in 1931, Baba turned to her suddenly and asked, “Is there anything you want?” From somewhere deep within, Kitty found herself responding: “Yes Baba, only two things have I always desired: An increased capacity to love and increased opportunities for service. And,” she added as an afterthought, “oh yes, spontaneous goodness.”** Looking at Kitty’s life, her service, her dedication, and her shining example of Baba’s limitless love, it’s clear that He gave it all.

*Love Alone Prevails, Kitty Davy, Pg. 604
**Love Alone Prevails, Kitty Davy, Pg. 14