The next morning, I woke from an unusually deep sleep and found myself bathed in an ecstasy of love and bliss! It was so powerfully active within me that it made me function without my will and without thinking. I walked straight into the room of my daughter who was still sleeping and, drawn by irresistible love, stretched myself near that despised child. For the first time in the lives of both of us, we felt a bond — a bond that was more than a mother and daughter's love! It was an experience almost superhuman. It sealed our hearts together and a new life has begun for us. My experience was contagiously felt by her, and is today a tender relationship that reflects happiness for the whole family.
Dear friend, who is this man? I remember similar stories about Jesus imparting such grace of love.
Norina then told Marian a little about Meher Baba.
On another occasion, a friend of Norina's, who was an acute alcoholic, came to meet Baba in New York. For years, the woman had been in and out of one asylum after another. She hated her mother, with whom she lived, and would greet her each morning with such cruel words: "Why aren't you dead yet?"
Norina aroused her curiosity about Baba, and the friend finally agreed to see "that man." When the woman was brought to Baba, Norina tried to tell him about her background.
Baba cut her short, motioning, "I know her very well."
The woman sat at his feet, and after a few moments of friendly conversation, Baba mentioned alcoholic beverages and drinking with intense interest. They discussed different types of drinks, and Baba even remarked about a wine that he had heard was very good. The woman was overjoyed to talk about a subject so familiar to her. Her meeting was lighthearted, jovial and full of humor.
After a while, the woman turned to Norina and said, "You know, your Baba is not as bad as I thought; he's a real human being!"