The Otts arrived by train in Ahmednagar on Sunday night, 3 October 1965 and were met at the station by Adi, who said, "Baba will see you at nine o'clock in the morning for half an hour. You should get a good night's rest." They were taken to Viloo Villa, where they spent the night.
The next morning, Adi drove them to Meherazad. They were a little early, so while Eruch took Lyn around the garden and introduced him to the other men, Phyllis sat on one of the benches outside the hall and conversed with Francis. Soon Eruch and Lyn returned, and Eruch said, "It is time to go in to see Baba."
Phyllis stood up, and Eruch asked, "Phyllis, where are you going?"
She answered blithely, "I am going in to see Baba!"
"But this trip is only for Lyn," said Eruch.
Phyllis felt faint. She began to fall, and Eruch caught her. She felt so let down not to see Baba! Then, Eruch smiled and said, "I am only kidding, come on!"
The following is Lyn Ott's eloquent description of what occurred:
It was time to go into mandali hall to meet the Messiah, author of myself, the indwelling essence of everything and nothing in human form — believe it or not — God Himself; and my thinking stopped.
When I heard of Meher Baba there was no time left in which to test out or get adjusted to his claim. I had to simply take it or leave it, or the opportunity would be lost in the flickering of human doubt. To go to see a Master might be a good thing, and very rewarding. But to go to see God, believing him to be God, is a prospect so far beyond nice that it is entirely terrifying. It is this state of complete terror that accompanied me on my way to see Meher Baba.
As I stepped out of my sandals and across the threshold into Baba's presence, the terror left as if it were stuck to the sandals rather than to me. As I stepped into that room everything stopped, everything except my feet which carried me straight, without faltering, into the waiting arms of the Divine Beloved.