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1327THE WEST LEARNS TO SING1931

The wife of the artist Arthur Garfield Learned met Baba at Harmon and came again to the Astor on the 26th with her son. Mary Fanton Roberts, 67, a prominent journalist involved in the city's art, literary and theatrical circles, came as well.

William R. Shepherd, 60, a professor of history and a cartographer at Columbia University, also met Baba that day. Shepherd was a scholarly yet humble and loving individual, who had spent time in India, China and Japan. He asked, "Is there spirituality in the West?"

Baba replied, "Yes. I have received a very good response in England and America. There is spirituality here, but it is latent. It requires a Master's touch to manifest. It will happen very soon ... Once Illumination is gained, one can find the peace and solitude of an Indian jungle even while living in New York City."

Stokes saw Baba again, and reported that he and his wife felt quite uplifted after Baba's stay at their home. Baba informed him that after he (Baba) left America, Stokes would have even more experiences. Baba had given Stokes a word to repeat mentally before sleeping and this time he told him he could also repeat it on "the rare occasions when you want to help others." But Baba warned him, "Never utter it audibly."

Norina's husband Prince Georges Matchabelli met Baba at this time, but could not accept him as the God-Man. Baba remarked to Georges, "Just before you die, you will experience who Baba is." 

Elizabeth Patterson also came again to see Baba on the 26th. Baba wounded her heart again with the rays of his smiling Sun. He called her into his room along with Malcolm and Jean. Elizabeth described the meeting as follows:

Baba greeted us with that radiance which was more than a smile, giving the effect of sunlight streaming into a dark room. Motioning us to be seated beside him, he wished that we meditate together for a few minutes. Instead of going into abstraction, I was aware of tears falling unexpectedly down my face — tears which seemed to be meaningless at the time, as I felt neither joy nor sorrow.

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