HOW EASY TO REACH HIM!

 
Generally, after Baba had spent some time with us on the hill at Meherabad, he would walk down the long winding road to where the car awaited him at lower Meherabad. There would always be one or two others with Baba, and one of them held an umbrella over Baba's head. Sometimes, as Baba walked down the hill, he would pause to turn around and wave to us. I especially remember one day in particular. He had taken his leave of us, but we stayed outside the gate looking after him with deep feelings of love and longing.

He stopped some distance down the hill and waved to us. We returned his wave, after which most of the men went back to their quarters. A few of us, however, lingered on to continue to watch the Beloved, and we were very glad we remained, because, to our surprise and delight, every two or three hundred feet, Baba turned around to wave to us until he was way down the hill, almost out of sight.

Each time, we responded with a joyful surge of the spirit as we reached out to him with the fullness of our hearts. It seemed like such a spontaneous exchange of love, but I felt that he was showing us how constant his love is for us, and how easy it is for us to reach out to him with our love and longing.