On the mantelpiece was a colored photograph of the head and shoulders of a man with large brown eyes, flowing locks, a big moustache, an aureole of light about the head. Meredith said this was the Perfect Master, Baba, who had been silent for seven years. Smaller photographs of Baba's teachers, Babajan, Sai Baba, Shri Upasni Maharaj of Sakori, and a well-known head of Jesus by Leonardo da Vinci hung nearby on the wall.
Meredith gave a short account of his six months' visit to India and told how Baba had then sent him back to England to interest others.
Meredith placed great importance on meditation and at the retreat each meditated on Baba, or his highest ideal, for one hour at a time in his own room. This was done four times daily. The rest of the day was spent working in various ways out in the open — fetching heavy timber from the beaches, cutting gorse on the hillsides, carrying water and laying the fires. The spirit of meditation was carried into the tasks. Even digging of potatoes with Margaret and Meredith: The plants seemed to speak of God and the clods of earth to be of gold." To my brother it resembled the early Franciscan days in Umbria; as he said — "Climbing up a precipitous cliff with a ship's ladder on my back symbolized the mystical ascent."
The second day Meredith announced that a Russian ballet dancer, probably very temperamental, was coming. Margaret Craske was very tired after a long term’s teaching. She came from Norfolk, not Russia, and at this time was teaching at her school in London. For a while she became the center of attraction, and my brother took a back seat, but soon they became good friends and Meredith had much difficulty in stopping them from incessantly chattering together. Consequently, on some days both were ordered to fast and observe silence. Margaret had been to Italy and visited with deep feeling the places associated with Saint Francis. Later she became one of Baba's devoted followers.
Meredith attached much importance to dreams. He asked for these to be taken down in a little red book and the next day he would explain their significance According to him, a great spiritual power was present not only in the farm house, but in the fields for half a mile around. This power he never claimed to be his own, but attributed to Baba, saying that through it psychological complexes were resolved.
He was also convinced (I think Baba had confirmed it in a recent letter) that a tremendous world war and tribulation would break out in the autumn or spring of 1932. This was often discussed.
Meanwhile, a few days later, I received a letter from my brother urg-