The grace of the God-Man is like the rain, which falls equally on all lands irrespective of whether they are barren or fertile; but it fructifies only in the lands that have been rendered fertile through arduous and patient toiling.
Words by Meher Baba selected from Discourses. Image of a natural lake that forms each monsoon at upper Meherabad.
An infinite number of branches spread out from me. It is I who work through you all and suffer for you all.
Words by Meher Baba selected from Lord Meher (pg 4441). Image of the Meher Retreat building from a recent gloomy morning.
Love is the cementing force that keeps the world going and gives meaning to our life. Without love, everything of the world is nothing but trash!
Words by Meher Baba selected from Lord Meher (pg 4821). Image of the Samadhi from a recent summer morning.