June 24, 1997

Mother,

I have not soared to Thee. The great potentialities you told me that you saw in me lie unexpressed. Rather, as I approach my 59th year, I am still bound up in the conflicts of the mental-vital-physical.

How I remember those moments with Thee - more living than life itself - and the times when Sri Aurobindo came to me. I realize that all my life has now become an unparalleled blessing through Thy grace, and though I falter and fail, yet Thy name remains upon my lips, rising from the core of my inner being. For more than 35 years now I have held the Word, erratic at times, inconsistently at others, but returning again and again to speak within Thy name.

Mother still my heart fills and overflows in its love for Thee and the Master. When my moment comes let there be only one final sound from the depths of my soul, Thy Name - repeated in gratitude and love.

What an indescribable gift we on earth have been granted with Thy physical embodiment. Mother, make me more worthy of all that Sri Aurobindo has achieved for us through His and Thy supreme sacrifice.

Narad