My Words Are Balm To The Tired Feet
A word spoken in love is balm to the tired feet. You come to Prashanti Nilayam, by road, rail or bus; you walk into the garden, exhausted and eager. I ask from the veranda when did you arrive? Others may doubt, why is Baba asking this question? Does He not know? Surely, He must be knowing all about him and us --- why then this query? But to you, to whom this question is put, you are elated that 'Baba spoke to me as soon as I walked in.' "I seek to give you joy and so, though I know, I ask such question. I ask but for the sake of satisfaction My words give you. So also, I may ask, "How are you?" Though I know that you are well and that is why you could come or that you are unwell and that is the very reason that has brought you to Me. This is the Maya Shakti, the spirit of charm; if it speaks, if it casts its eye, if it does something we derive pleasure thereby. It is Yogmaya, which makes you happy when I accost you or talk to you or do something to you.
(17.8.1970)
(Extract from : 'God Lives In Prashanti Nilayam')