Divine Love is one of those topics that people can talk about and theorize about all day. But will they have a clue as to what it is? Words, after all, are just words. It’s like trying to describe a beautiful vista to a blind person who has never seen anything.
It’s important to understand that there are different degrees to which one may receive this love. For the rare fortunate one, it could mean a complete drowning — an elimination of the limited ego resulting in God Realization. For most people, however, it is more of a melting, an embrace from divinity. It serves the purpose of focusing the consciousness on the life of the spirit.
In my life, I have experienced the latter a few times. Each time. tears flowed out of immense inner joy. To me, each of these experiences were revelations that God is Love, that God is the sole reality, and to paraphrase Meher Baba, closer than my own breath.
To have that experience is to know that unbounded love and joy are real. It is life changing. Once someone becomes the recipient of this Divine Love, his or her life changes to a different playing field. As Dorothy said, “We’re not in Kansas anymore.”
No religion has a monopoly on Truth or Love. I’m sure just as many Hindus have been the recipients of Divine Love, as have Muslims, Christians, Buddhists, or Jews.The Divine Beloved is Infinite and could care less about religion. Infinite Love is concerned only about Love. Nothing else.
Recently, just a couple weeks ago, I had the opportunity to witness someone experiencing this Divine Love. It was wonderful to see. It happened at the Meher Spiritual Center. Here’s what happened:
One Sunday afternoon a month I volunteer to give a tour of the Meher Spiritual Center to newcomers. And to make the tour interesting, I tell a story about the origins of the Center.
The day before I gave this most recent tour, I spent several hours preparing for it, weaving several stories into my narrative. And these stories were about a few people, whose lives were transformed by Divine Love, which led to the founding of the Meher Center. One of these stories goes all the way back to 1876 and the invention of the telephone. I decided I would start the tour with a question, “What is the connection of the Meher Center to the invention of the telephone?”
But before I started the tour, I noticed that a woman was already in tears. She and her husband were visiting Myrtle Beach from New York and were staying in a timeshare nearby. This was the very first time they had been to the Center. She said the tears started just before they turned into the Center from Highway 17. And when they got to the parking lot, they were both in tears.
I told them that tears played a significant role in the history of the Center, and that I was going to share that on the tour.
To my tour group, I shared the story of Thomas Watson, the assistant to Alexander Graham Bell, who was made famous because his name was the first words ever uttered on a telephone when Alexander Graham Bell said, “Mr. Watson, come here…”
I told them that Watson was 22-years-old then. But when he was 77, he had an experience that was so profound wth Meher Baba, that he invited, arranged and paid for Meher Baba and a few of Meher Baba’s disciples to come to America for the very first time in 1931.
He met Meher Baba after hearing that Meher Baba was coming to a retreat in England called Devonshire. Receptive to new experiences, he went there from America and waited eagerly for Meher Baba’s arrival. He was able to stay in the retreat’s main building, on the second floor of a multi-storied house in the English countryside.
On the morning that Meher Baba was expected to arrive, Watson woke up with tears streaming from his eyes. He noticed that his pillow was wet with tears. He didn’t know what was happening to him. He got out of bed and looked out his window, enjoying the beautiful morning view and wondering what was happening to him. What was the meaning of this experience, these tears, this spontaneous joy?
What he didn’t know was that Meher Baba had just arrived in the house and was just then climbing up the stairwell to his room, a floor above Watson’s. As Watson was staring out the window, Baba saw him through the open door and silently walked up behind him.
Watson felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around and saw for the first time, Meher Baba. More tears started flowing. Watson’s heart was the recipient of Divine Love. He said he gained at last the knowledge of God and Love for which he had been searching most of his life. He said that meeting Baba that morning, in his room, was the culmination of his quest for the Living Truth.
A few days later he invited Meher Baba to America, and volunteered to make and pay for all the arrangements. Baba refused Watson’s offer several times, but finally agreed.
As I was telling this story, I checked again with the woman from New York. She was still crying — having her own joyous inner experience.
I continued with the tour, telling them that this trip that Watson arranged was Meher Baba’s first visit to America. And it was on that trip that Meher Baba met Princess Norina Matchabelli and Elizabeth Patterson, the two women who not only found the land for the Meher Spiritual Center, but who would begin the magnificent work in 1944 of developing the Meher Center. I told you there was a connection.
I also shared with the group something interesting about Norina Matchabelli, that when she was first told about Meher Baba by her friend, Jean Adriel, she had no interest: “Who is this Master at whose feet you would worship? How can you worship at the feet of any man, even though he calls himself a Master? Women like ourselves, who have had such deep inner experiences, need no man to show us the way to God. How can you allow yourself to be drawn into such foolishness?”
But when she was told about Thomas Watson’s experience and his weeping upon meeting Meher Baba, she replied: “Well, when your Master arrives, I must meet him. I too would like to weep.”
It turned out that she wept a lot. In fact, from the moment that Meher Baba’s feet first touched American soil, she did nothing but weep, without even meeting him. It was so profound that she had to cancel all of her social engagements (and they were considerable for she was the wife of a prince and a theatrical star of the hit play, The Miracle). Jean Adriel wrote that “the old hauteur of sophistication was replaced by child-like wonder.”
I checked again. The woman from New York was still weeping.
I talked about Norina eventually meeting Meher Baba and her heart breaking in an ecstasy of pain and how Meher Baba would sit by her bedside to sooth her pain.
There are other stories, too. But if you want to hear them, come take the tour.
Anyway, I found it an interesting synchronicity that on this tour on which I planned to talk about a few people’s experience of Divine Love and how it transformed their lives, that I got to witness someone having an experience of Divine Love while I was telling the stories.
It added a special dimension to the whole tour.
I think more and more people are going to be having those kind of experiences. I think it will be eventually happening on a universal scale. Meher Baba referred to a New Humanity coming about from “a release of love in measureless abundance.”
I also remember the story of a famous Indian saint named Kirpal Singh who visited Meher Baba several times. Kirpal Singh was known for giving his followers inner experiences, such as seeing lights and colors and hearing celestial sounds, and he told Meher Baba that he too should give his followers these type of experiences. (I had a professor at the University of Cincinnati who followed Kirpal Singh for that very reason.)
Anyway, Meher Baba handed Kirpal Singh a book about a special school for boys that Meher Baba ran in 1927 and 1928 called the Prem Ashram. The book was called Sobs and Throbs because all the boys at the school wept uncontrollably due the divine love they were experiencing. Meher Baba told Kirpal Singh, “This is the experience I give.” Kirpal Singh then understood.
Love, when received as a gift from God, is the experience that gives one the conviction that God alone is real. More and more people are being prepared for these type of experiences. How could humanity not evolve to a higher level of existence — a new humanity.
Until then, all we can do is love for the sake of love.
And the woman from New York: I was told two days later she was still weeping.





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Because this life is a pre-destined play and we are all actors, (who don’t even realize that we are acting), we each have different parts in the play. This means that different souls are searching for different things, and groups of souls are searching for similar things and see things similarly within that group, but no one is searching for exactly the same thing. We each have our own unique relationship with God. You, (Greg) and many others who are similar to you, were searching for divine love, which you found. I was not searching for divine love. I was searching for peace, (I thought), but actually, I was searching for truth. I searched for peace before coming to Raja yoga, but never really found it. Knowledge was another thing that I searched for through reading a lot and also beauty in doing and appreciating art. When I got the knowledge of Raja yoga, I was totally stunned because here I was being presented with truth, (it was obviously innate truth which had been merged deep within me all along). It was the truth about the soul and about God and about the beginning, the middle and the end of the world and about karma and how everything works. And it wasn’t religion. And I knew right away that it was truth and
that I had been searching for it all along. Right away because of receiving truth I felt at peace and felt that I had received everything that I had searched for and that all my longing had been satisfied. My questions had all been answered. And it was so beautiful so the truth also satisfied my craving for beauty. And I felt totally loved and that all that I’d heard was being validated by the Divine, through my meditation and so it was an experience of Divine love too. I had tears of gratitude. For me love was truth and the knowledge of truth, which automatically brought peace and gave me the vision of beauty and perfection of how life is really totally perfect, even when it hadn’t seemed like it before. Now I knew, and now I felt complete and that all my desires had been fulfilled.
The extension of knowing truth is now to imbibe it and live it fully, so God isn’t done with my transformation yet. I’m a work in process.
Tears without the knowledge of truth directly from God just wouldn’t have cut it for me. I would not have felt that all my desires had been met just with tears of Divine love. I needed full knowledge from God in order to experience Divine love. And the knowledge made my mind quiet and peaceful. It was like a soothing balm to the soul.
The wonder of the soul is that we are all unique.
Om Shanti,
Carol
People are experiencing so much sorrow in this world at the present time that even a little love brings out the tears. People are truly parched for love. When you’ve been wandering through the desert for a long long time and you finally come to an oasis, the relief is so great that it brings out the tears.
But when you live every day in paradise, in golden age, in heaven, when you are full of love yourself, there is no need to cry or feeling to cry. Brahmins of the confluence age are filling themselves now with so much divine love from having yoga (remembrance of) the Supreme Soul daily that they can give to the world and also to create the sanskar of fullness in preparation for the golden age. When your cup is running over with love, peace, happiness, purity then you never cry. When something is full it doesn’t shake. In fact God says sentimentality is weakness and shows lack of control of the sense organs.
Read the part in the Gita where Krishna (really it should say God, Shiva) is talking to Arjuna on the battlefield and inspiring him to stop being a wimp and fight. It’s all about breaking attachment. We have to break attachment to the entire physical world, that is, die alive. We have to become free of the weight associated with people, places, things, public opinion, desires, and just become completely free and fly. We should not let anything snag us and hold us but just let everything flow passed. Those who take up this challenge in this birth are victorious and receive the reward of paradise. Everyone has to die anyway. The question is how do you die? And what are your final thoughts? Your final thoughts lead you to your destination. Letting go in happiness is a great thing!