I had already had the experience for the sense of smell - the divine vibration, the vibration of Ananda in odors. Just under my window, you know, Nripendra has his kitchen, where every morning and afternoon food is prepared for the children [[This refers to the Ashram dispensary, managed by Dr. Nripendra. ]] - it all comes wafting up on gusts of air. And when the Samadhi tree is in flower, the scent wafts up to me on gusts of air; when people burn incense down below, it comes wafting up here on gusts of air - each and every fragrance ('fragrance' - let's say odor). And generally it all comes while I am walking for my japa - an Ananda of odors, each one with its meaning, its expression, its ... (how to say it?) its motivation and its goal. Marvelous! And there are no longer any good or bad odors - that notion is gone completely. Each one has its meaning - its meaning and its raison d'être. I have been experiencing this for a long time. page 210 - Mother's Agenda , volume 2 , 19th may , 1961