On January 31, 1990, I sat just outside Meher Baba's Tomb-Shrine in Meherabad, India, my head resting against the cool stone, surrounded by thousands of His dear ones—all of us joined in fifteen minutes of silence to commemorate the day when the Avatar of the Age dropped His body to live on in the hearts of His lovers. It was a profound, unique, and unforgettable experience that bypassed the mind and settled into the deeps of my soul. It lives there still.
Wishing a very Happy Amartithi to my Meher Baba family around the world.