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December 31, 1969
(Mother gives presents for the New Year and a few
copies of"The Adventure of Consciousness" in Italian.)
This is Italian .... I have several of them, do you want any?
Oh, you know, Mother, I don't know many Italians .... You used to know Italian a little in the past, didn't you?
Oh, I knew Italian very well in the past. I learned so much of it ....
(Mother gives other presents ... a
musical
pen, which she plays!)
Of course, it has a strange sound .... Do you want to play?
In Italy, the book [The Adventure] is having a lot of success, a lot: Italians are coming in large numbers ....
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You know Paolo, have you seen him? He's
September 10, 1969
I have nothing to say.
My body is going through extraordinary experiences, but they can't be told .... It's as if it were shown how, in all sorts of circumstances - innumerable circumstances - how one goes towards death and how one goes towards life: with everything, everything, you understand, every part of the body, every organ, every activity, one after another - impossible to tell. One can't talk about it.
It's interesting.
But this body was built in a curious way, because every time it's in external contact with wickedness, that is, the will to hurt, the will to destroy, the will to cause harm, it doesn't understand, and that gives it ... you know, lik
September 17, 1969
I've written something for Auroville ....
"The earth needs a place where people can live sheltered from all national rivalries, all social conventions, all contradictory moralities and antagonistic religions. A place where, freed from all those slaveries of the past, human beings will be able to wholly dedicate themselves to the discovery and practice of the Divine Consciousness that wants to manifest.
"Auroville wants to be that place, and offers itself to all those who aspire to live tomorrow's truth."
Now things are in the habit of coming like this (Mother brings down her two arms), and they keep pestering me until I've written!
Once I write, it
June 4, 1969
There's a letter from PL. He writes:
" ... My work is the same, there are difficulties in acceptingmy ideas. I am regarded as a 'crank' (I think so, though no
one has talked to me about it, for there is a force protecting
me). Yet, things at the Vatican, at the center of the Church,
are changing. The struggle of the new forces against the tra
ditional ones is now very strong. If the Pope accepts (his
entourage is against it) to go to Geneva on June 10 and take
part in the Assembly of Protestant Churches, and asserts
there that we are not 'the only ones to possess the truth,' I
believe that will be a great step forward. But will he have the
courage to
May 28, 1969
(Mother looks a little overburdened.)
I have nothing to say.
Do you have anything, any news?
I don't have any news, but there's one thing here. They've foundin Pavitra's
things the record of an experience he had three years
ago, just when his cancer was beginning. Would you be inter
ested to know the text of that experience? ...
Is it interesting? ... As for me, I have nothing to say. I have nothing to say, things are going on .... It's difficult.
Yes.
But anyway ...
Pavitra has remained here, not at all mingled; now and then, wholly conscious, otherwise very tranquil. It's good - not a hindrance, you understand .... Now and then, he
November 1, 1969
(The conversation begins with a record delay of
an hour and a half)
It's becoming a bit difficult ....
What do you have to tell me? ... Your last meeting with A.R.? He didn't tell you anything?
He remains as he is. He said, "Id rather get killed on the
spotthan change my policy"! And in the same breath, he says,
"I
want to find, I want to find, and if I don't find, it means the
Divine doesn't want me to." So he wants to find, but doesn't
want to change ....
I'll tell you something .... The last time he came, I had him sit down and I thought, "We'll see." I started the meditation as usual, it was very good and he received - the
March 1, 1969
(The conversation begins forty-five minutes late.)
It's going well, very well, but ... No more clock, that no longer exists! What should take place at 8:30 takes place at 10 .... And every day I turn down people, you understand, I turn down lots of them, but they tell me, "You should ..."
It's interesting. The Presence is growing constant, and the contact with people is quite interesting, quite outside ... Most of the time I don't know who the person is - all external things are becoming increasingly shallow and nonexistent-but the inner reactions are very interesting.
I would have to speak for hours to explain all that takes place. But it's going well.
May 31, 1969
How are your nights? ... The same? Still the same?
(Satprem grimaces)
Two nights ago, I spent more than three hours with Sri Aurobindo, and I showed him all that was going to descend for Auroville. It was rather interesting. There were games, there was art, there was even cooking! But all that was very symbolic. I explained it to him as if on a table, in front of a large landscape; I explained the principle on whose basis physical exercises and games were going to be organized. It was very clear, very precise, I even did a demonstration, as if showing him on a very small scale: a representation on a very small scale of what was going to be done. I moved people, things ...
M o t h e r's A g e n d a Vol. 10 - July 26, 1969
July 26, 1969
(Mother wants to revise with Satprem a few passages
of her translation of 'Savitri.')
But now I've come to notice that they cut these quotations, they leave out two lines in the middle - suddenly I'll say to myself, "But it doesn't hang together!" I'll ask, and F. tells me, "Yes, they left out one line, two lines ...." So what's to be done?
It's absurd.
Here, all this is ready.
I don't need to see it again: it's for you to see it. It's my translation.
What should I do?
(Laughing) See if my translation is good!
But Mother, listen ... why?
No, because some things might be put in a better way.
April 23, 1969
(Mother received Satprem at 11 instead of 10.)
It's frightful, mon petit! ... Oh, there were lots of amusing things to tell you, but it's no fun, we're too hurried ....
Oh, you know, Mother, I wanted to tell you one thing: the
whole
gossip in the Ashram is that you sent L. to Delhi with a message
regarding the events in Bengal and telling the government that
it should be strong - the whole Ashram knows it!
(Mother laughs) ... They were VERY WELL received in Delhi. A. [a secretary to the government] came back and told me that Indira was in conversation for twenty or twenty-five minutes, and that she seemed quite happy. It was a complete s