to His finite lovers—giving, giving, giving, I was moved to exaltation. The atmosphere of the room was filled with His Divine Love. I believe that no one who was present can ever be quite the same again."
Throughout the dinner Alva Coil Denison played some of her own compositions, including Baba's "Prayer of Repentance," sung by John Oliver. David Ross then read Baba's Sermon; His credo from "God Speaks" and "The Religion of Life." To hear Baba's illimitable truths read while in His actual presence is an unforgettable experience. To have one's eyes focused on Him and to hear His words echoing in one's ears seem to engrave them that much more deeply on the heart.
Now a light moment broke the spell of seriousness. Dance mime Tom Marlowe, with Don Marshall at the piano, did a pantomime of an old Charlie Chaplin movie and another of an old Mary Pickford film. His quick, jerky movements, his recognizable humorous gestures to the tinkling old movie music amused us all and Baba too seemed to enjoy it. Only Eruch, perhaps too young to have seen one of these "oldies," wore quite a startled look.
It had been a long affair—over two hours. One could only feel the depth of Baba's infinite patience in sitting with us all, He who moves and acts and reacts with all the fire and quickness of the divine tempo! But He knew how hungry we were for His "sahavas," and He fed us the divine food. He Himself had scarcely eaten, His food was untouched except for a broken roll on His plate. But as His parting message He said that He had felt no need to eat, as the love He received from us all was His feast. He told us to take home with love our little Baba flags (each guest received one with his share of the cake) and think of Him. He rose to go and we all followed slowly, each one carrying a flag and perhaps a few flowers from the dining tables. Our "Birthday Feast" with the Divine Beloved was over.
"Once you open your wings to fly, you must fly straight like the swan. Do not flit from tree to tree like the sparrow, or many things will distract you on the way, and the journey is long."