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Chapter 33: Western Sahavas, 1958

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Henry Kashouty was playing the trombone during a rendition of Begin the Beguine , and just as his solo part was coming, Baba's face took on a strange deep expression. It looked as immobile as granite, as if the total concern for all of humanity was etched in his features. The entire band had stopped, and Henry wondered if he, too, should stop, as it was obvious Baba was doing his inner working. There was pin-drop silence in the room, but Henry went on and finished the tune.
When he came for his embrace, Baba imitated his trombone playing and gestured, "Excellent!" and then kissed Henry on both cheeks, indicating he had made the proper decision by continuing to play.
Suddenly, as Baba was about to leave the Barn, his mood changed again. A look of suffering came over his face, and his eyes gazed far away, intent. "It was as if some inner event had struck him all of a sudden," Max wrote to Mani later. Perhaps it was related to the political crisis going on in France at the time, which led to the collapse of the government. Anita Vieillard and Jean Cebrun (both French) were standing on either side of Baba. Anita had said to Baba, "Please don't let France suffer any more. She has suffered through enough [during the Second World War]."
Baba remained in his chair, as everyone in the Barn fell silent. When helped onto his lift-chair, again he did not allow himself to be moved for some time. Everyone stood still. Then he was carried out of the Barn and down the steps, and stayed there motionless a few minutes. Again everyone stood still.
Back at the Lagoon Cabin, Baba remained seated outside, his fingers flying as he did his Universal work. The group stood silently around him. He continued his inner work for about ten minutes. Darwin Shaw's daughter Leatrice had an unusual experience at this time:
I was some distance away behind people and I had to lean over to see Baba. Baba looked at me, and it seemed as if his eyes were right there in front of me. In that moment, that look gave me a shock that whoever Baba is, whatever God is, this man is it. This being is God. It was almost like an actual physical shock which I tried to absorb. It was a very strong experience.
Baba then got in the car and was driven to the Guest House. He stepped out of the car and a chair was hastily brought for him. Seated outside, he continued doing his work silently and intensely for about seven minutes, before being driven to his house.
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