A Vision from Sunanda on Mary Helen's Passing

 

It was an abode as if in white clouds and snow.  But there were sharp steeples at the top. It was not one of Natural scapes that are seen so often in our visions.  It was more concrete and yet in the subtle way.

Then I found myself in contact with the inside of this place.  It was the same familiar place I see often.  Some familiar presences and others not intimately known were there.  The sight glided all around without any effort.

The physical "I" knew it to be one of the boons given and there was no need for me to try to see anything.  It was just there, taking place inside that familiar place.  It was as usual all shimmering white with rays and specks of gold and blue and green and mauve.  And there was a seat all soft pink and white and silver.  On that seat was the clear form of The Mother.  She stretched her arms in from.  M.H. (Mary Helen) very slim and frail approached those outstretched arms, a bit of hesitation.  She almost seemed to stop when, "Come, I have been waiting to receive you" floated in the space coming from The Mother's form.  The space became more pronounced pink and M.H. floated in those arms.