-32_letter_20.6.1958 .htm Below are extracts from letters written to a Dutch friend with whom Janina lived first in Palestine and later in Germany. The letters describe her impressions of the Mother and about her life experience in the Ashram. 20.6.1958 Today I have a meat holiday. Tripura's husband has his birthday and he did not want any meat. So I gave more time to the "garden". It is so funny - a garden in flower-pots. Everything grows so quickly - you cannot imagine - but there are also more different pests to be fought than in Europe. I do my work and practise being only a witness. It will be so: I shall sit in a corner of Her Heart and adore Her. She will d

-28_letter_17.4.1958 .htm Below are extracts from letters written to a Dutch friend with whom Janina lived first in Palestine and later in Germany. The letters describe her impressions of the Mother and about her life experience in the Ashram. 17.4.1958 Yes, She will do it. This morning during Darshan I got the assurance. I shall learn to love Her in everybody and everything and then equality will come by itself. When I think that all I am going through now is only the first, tiny little beginning of spiritual life, I realise how deep the ego hypnosis is. For seventeen years I have known - and felt too - the existence of the Truth and yet the crust is still so hard.

STIPPLING Janina often used the technique of stippling: hundredsandhundreds of dots, into each of which went allherconcentration; each dot contained the Divine Name. HOME

-24_letter_6.4.1958 .htm Below are extracts from letters written to a Dutch friend with whom Janina lived first in Palestine and later in Germany. The letters describe her impressions of the Mother and about her life experience in the Ashram. 6.4.1958 The divine child cannot go back to the Father with empty hands - and nothing less than all will do. Now I really feel it. Every movement, even the tiniest, belongs to Her and I just go on, first stating and beginning to feel that each thought, feeling, action in me is Hers and then immediately giving it, offering it to Her. And all this She is doing in me, She Herself. I feel like smiling at everything and everybody, as

The Service Tree at the Samadhi O Thou faithful bearer of the rusty shields, Holy Service Tree! Thy fragrant blessings on my heart's praying fields... Thanksgiving to thee. O humble crown, green vigil of delight, Guard proud of God, Thy blessings-shields borne high by the flaming Knight, High where no fighter has trod, Are crushed into pollen of throbbing gold, O vault of luminous shade, Look! Bunches of blossoming lights behold! And the shadows of old fade... Rustling mystery-tale! Love with covered face Bent over the New-born! One day under the shield of diamond grace Thy emerald vi

-17_letter_7.1.1958 .htm Below are extracts from letters written to a Dutch friend with whom Janina lived first in Palestine and later in Germany. The letters describe her impressions of the Mother and about her life experience in the Ashram. 7.1.1958 The most wonderful thing here is, that everything gets another meaning - another vibration - as the Divine lives here in a body. Maybe it is most for those whose psychic has opened and who go on deepening their self-giving and surrender, but it is so. For example the word adoration gets completely another sense when you just thrill in a state of Love for the Highest that exists and this Highest smiles and sighs and trans

-33_letter_30.6.1958 .htm Below are extracts from letters written to a Dutch friend with whom Janina lived first in Palestine and later in Germany. The letters describe her impressions of the Mother and about her life experience in the Ashram. 30.6.1958 I am prostrating myself before the chief who is Herself and things are becoming clearer and more harmonious. My life seems to be becoming slowly concentrated only on Her. I have endless conversations with my God and I begin to discover that He (or She), being the Immensity, is at the same time something very, very simple. I can quarrel with Her, or put my head on Her lap and cry, or I can smile and laugh. She will acc

-18_letter_8.1.58 .htm Below are extracts from letters written to a Dutch friend with whom Janina lived first in Palestine and later in Germany. The letters describe her impressions of the Mother and about her life experience in the Ashram. 8.1.58 Yesterday I grasped what She wanted from me. For two days already I felt from time to time as if a mountain or huge waves were coming on me and pushing me back. She wants me to step back this time, as completely as I can - and to make room for Her. And I feel how foolish it is to push oneself into a place which God wants to occupy. But I grasped it with my heart rather. It was yesterday evening during the French talk for

Mother on Janina's Passing I remember, the very day Janina died (she died at about six in the morning, I think), around four in the morning, suddenly something made me take interest in this question: What will the new form be like? What will it be like? And I looked at man and at the animal. Then I saw that there would be a much greater difference between man and the new form than between man and the animal. I started to see things, and it happened that Janina was there (in her thought, but a quite material and very concrete thought). And it was ver

-27_letter_15.4.1958 .htm Below are extracts from letters written to a Dutch friend with whom Janina lived first in Palestine and later in Germany. The letters describe her impressions of the Mother and about her life experience in the Ashram. 15.4.1958 You ask about the bed I sleep on. It is comfortable, probably American, with iron springs - and an arrangement for a mosquito net, but this I will use when there is more rain. And my dresses? All are useful in a way - I mean the summer dresses, although I was told that it can be quite cold in winter, so I shall probably need the summer jacket as well. I have now terrible "fights" with unconsciousness and inertia, b