The following night, something happened to this dear Irani: A lost donkey wandered here and he thought it was Satya Mang! So he awakened everyone and all were nervous. One old mandali fainted. All the time, the man was shouting "Satya Mang is here!" After a time, a lantern was lit, and it was seen that there was nobody there; then the door was opened and the donkey was seen.
When I heard this story, I thought this illusion beats even the universal illusion I created ages ago! Then, I sent for Satya Mang, who was so proud of his strength that the police feared him and the villagers were afraid to report his threats. "I don't know Meher Baba, get out," he said to my messenger, and he abused my name.
But later on he came, saying he had seen Baba in a dream sitting on his chest. I was sitting as usual, and as soon as he saw me, Satya Mang prostrated himself and started weeping. I made him sit quietly by my side. "I want you from today to give up robbing and killing and to disperse your gang; and for your living, come to me and I will supply you [with money]," I said. He promised.
From that day, Satya Mang gave up his old ways. Once, there was a lapse; after some months, he thought of robbing someone. A moneylender had left his house vacant, and Satya Mang was tempted to rob it. He broke in, and saw the form of Baba standing at the doorway. So he came at once to me and said, "You have saved me." When I went away to Persia [in 1929] and left only one family here, I told him to look after Meherabad.
At times, I have plenty of money. At other times, I have little or none. In the New Life, I begged for food and made the mandali beg. Satya Mang had stopped robbing. He was living close by, and he brought food to the family, begging from village to village for them.
There are many other incidents attributed to me as my miracles. Even now, people say they see me in my physical form. But I have not yet performed a single miracle. I know nothing about them. Their love and faith give them the experience.
When I break my silence, I will perform the greatest of miracles — my first and last miracle in this incarnation of mine. If people tell you Baba has performed this or that miracle, let the story go out the other ear. My greatness does not lie in performing miracles. My greatness lies in suffering for the universe, because I love all.