also arrived from Florida and we greeted him warmly. The morning went by in the same manner as before; the majority waiting about outside Baba's interview cabin, as different ones went in and out or small groups met alone with Him. On His arrival in New York, Baba had expressly stated to Elizabeth that He did not wish the whole time in Myrtle Beach to be taken up with interviews, but wished to be in seclusion part of the time, and also to have leisure time to be with the various groups assembled there. Thus, the interviews scheduled for Saturday or Sunday had been shifted to Wednesday and Thursday. Even so, some missed their morning appointment; Baba then invited them to be present in the barn that afternoon . . . thus, they had more time with Him than they might have otherwise had.

When one is tempted to count numbers and compare them with the enormous crowds that come to Baba in the East, one must ever bear in mind Baba’s own words: "My being here with you all today has been worth while if one soul comes to love Me as I want to be loved."

Looking through some letters from those who met Baba at the Center, one reads: "It remains an unending joy to have the experience of being able to see Him, speak with Him and listen to such great discourses on the simpleness of Life and the living of Life. We are ever thankful for the opportunity that God has given us and to many others. Perhaps for the first time in our lives we begin to see the living example of Love in action— in Baba."

"We are mindful of the gentle influence of Baba as it reaches to the depths of our hearts. It may be that our paths shall cross that of Baba's in this world again. Certainly we shall ever be consciously responding to Him in our hearts and in our actions. We feel His kindly gesture as He stated to us, 'Baba wants nothing that you may offer Him except your love.' We send this always to Him . . ."

"My life is changed by such a swelling of internal grace that my changing is changing close closest to me . . ."

"You begin to realize of what little significance time is with Baba. Five years waiting to see Him seemed so long and now if I couldn't see Him again for two years or any number of years, I think I could just go on and on and on, for now I feel something that seems very permanent. How fortunate we are to love Him. Almost too good to be true. I guess that's why so