I was with Baba and everything seemed very familiar. Most of what had happened, however, I forgot. I remember Dada Divyalokeshananda also being there. 

After some time Baba left. Shortly afterwards someone who had seen me be with Baba asked me with surprise: “Do you know Baba?” I answered: “I know Baba a little bit.” And I smiled.

Then the dream ended. And this was all I could remember.

I realised that even to know Baba ‘just a little bit’ is of immeasurable value. It is a precious treasure that we keep within ourselves in our heart.

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