same big arm chair as in 1958, facing the far end of the Barn. I believe also that Baba sat in this same chair in New York in 1931 (his first visit to the west). Elizabeth, sitting at Baba's right, said, "How can you help each when they pass by so quickly?" Baba answered, “If they linger longer, mind begins to work and I want to touch the heart." Another time Baba said that mind works infinitely quicker than the heart, hence the one must be slowed down and the other quickened.

John Bass also sat with Baba in the barn on the Open Day, May 17th. He recalls, "I believe this was one of the greatest experiences in my life, to see then embrace Baba. I learned in that day more than reading a whole library. Through some misunderstanding, Ivy Duce did not sit in with them; though she was supposed to. However, she came in with the Sufi group. During the meeting, Baba said a number of things to the people and would turn to me and Elizabeth and say, “Have you understood what I said? And now repeat for our benefit."

There was a constant stream of men, women and children passing by and among the group a number of colored people. Some were deeply moved and left weeping, feeling Baba's divine love and kindness that shone forth from his penetrating eyes. It was remarked by those present that Baba always rose from his seat when going toward a colored visitor who entered the Barn.

I would like to read from Beryl William's notes of her visit on this occasion. "Sarosh met me at the bus station, May 17th, 1952, and immediately whisked me off to the Center where as I stepped onto the porch of the barn, I spied Baba through the screen door seated with a group of disciples around him. Delia opened the door for me and said, ‘Baba, this is Beryl.’ As I hesitated at the entrance Baba rose from his chair and stood with outstretched open arms to me. The next thing I knew I was weeping my heart out on that beloved shoulder at the joy of having found my home at last. Baba left no room for doubt as to where I belonged in his welcome. Later, as I sat beside him while he inquired about the trip and whether I had eaten lunch, etc., I received the unmistakable impression that it was Baba who had drawn me to him in his own way, particularly when in the course of the interview he suddenly turned to Adi and spelled out on his board, 'It was worth it’ while I happily nodded and babbled foolishly.