Baba asked about their trip, and they told him of visiting Babajan's tomb the previous day. He seemed very interested to hear of their visit and asked several questions about it.
"Did you bow down to her tomb?"
Phyllis said, "I don't know how."
Baba assured her, "You will."
Lyn said, "It meant nothing to me to go to Babajan's tomb, except to make me thankful that I have a living Master."
Baba remarked, "Babajan is in me."
Then he asked, "Did you see pictures of me and Babajan at the tomb?" When they answered no, Baba explained, "The man who takes care of her tomb is a Muslim and believes that pictures of God must not be shown; but, if you had asked, he would have removed a curtain to reveal separate framed pictures of both me and Babajan."
Baba inquired of Phyllis, "How did you sleep last night?"
After she had answered, he repeated the question to Lyn, who said, "Not at all, Baba, or hardly at all." Lyn told Baba of his restlessness the night before and asked, "Baba, why did I suffer so much mentally as I approached closer and closer to you in time and space?"
Baba replied, "You should be glad to share a little bit in my suffering. Soon, the whole world will turn to me."
Lyn said, "Baba, I think a lot about your suffering, but while I am here with you, I cannot believe that you suffer."
Baba did not respond, for he is the same Christ, the One born to suffer for the sake of mankind and all creation.
After a while, Baba remarked, "You have already been here a half an hour. Normally, I give darshan only for five minutes these days."
Thinking that they were about to be shown the door, Lyn began putting on his glasses, which Baba had told him to remove when he first embraced him.
But Baba put his hand on Lyn and stated, "It is not time for you to go yet."
There was a small round band-aid on Baba's left ear, and Phyllis asked why it was there.
Baba remarked, "You're very observant," and Eruch explained that Baba was lying on that side four and five hours a day without moving and had worn away the skin on his ear.
Lyn asked, "Baba, why do you love some more than others?"