In a message to some disciples in 1957, Baba said: —

"Spread my Message of love to all and become like dust in Baba's work. You can become like dust only if you possess the highest type of love for me."

II

In the Summer of 1967 four Baba lovers (including myself) were sitting, rather disconsolately, in the large ballroom of the Poetry Society where the monthly group meetings were held. We were about half way through, having read some extracts from 'Messages,' when the door was thrown open with a bang and four rather strange looking young people (or so it seemed to me at the time) strode in and asked if this was the Baba Meeting. They were Dudley Edwards, Michael McInnery, Christine and Martin Cook. All four were artists. Christine taught in a school and Martin specialized in photography. We did our best and asked them to take part in the readings, but I sensed we made little impression. Dudley told me some time after that he had said as he went out "There's nothing for us here, we must find Baba our own way."

I had the presence of mind to take their address and that night I had one of my inspirational intuitions to write to them at once. Baba many years back had indicated in a letter that I should act on my intuition wherein I would always be guided. I wrote to Christine and asked them to come to tea and see my photographs and talk about Baba.

Within two weeks eight came along, including Katie, Michael's wife, and Mary Parry. The story was as follows, Michael and Dudley were working together on a design for a Chelsea tea shop called "The Dragon." They had seen an article in a magazine called 'Image' with a photo of Baba, and Michael felt he would like to know more about Baba. Dudley had previously lived with Martin and Christine and said that Martin had heard