Meher Baba Manifesting

Meher Mount Memories Two
April 1950
by Marguerite Poley

Can you manage it?" said the voice on the telephone. It was Agnes Baron who wanted to know if I could stay at Meher Mount for a couple of weeks while she visited friends up nortth. "Yes." I replied, "My mom is here and my painting commissions have no deadlines." So in April 1950 Agnes gave me a chores list I was to:

1. Take care of Kali, her Collie-Mix dog. And Pundit and Fana, her two cats.
2. Activate the electric water pump (down a steep hill) every other clay. Do some watering if and when needed.
3. Weed a large strawberry patch located on a slope. In all these activities Kali was my constant shadow!

It was a unique experience--with Baba so near in this tmnquility, the silence--so far away from everyday life. Sometimes Meher Mount was surrounded by fog and you found yourself on an island. Cold nights. Drizzle. Clear, sharp days when the Channel Islands stood out of the Pacific like sentinels; once, wet snow, lasting only overnight. Some moonlit nights, magic! And always Baba, Baba, Baba ... I chose to sleep on a cot.

The front porch of Agnes's little house served as bedroom; Kali always by me. During this sojourn I saw no one except for Jean Adriel, who came up with David and Sunny Livingston for a visit. Agnes retirmed a day early, and the day before that, the strawberry patch was finished. Just in time!

Agnes had a wonderful time with her friends, and so did I, thanks to Beloved Baba, thanks to Agnes ... and thanks to Magnificent,Mystical Mchcr Mount.