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May 13, 1972
(The subject here is the conversation of last April 2 with
Auroville's architect, N. and U., when Mother was trying to
bring some harmony among the three. The recording of the
conversation, which was never returned to Satprem, started
circulating in the Ashram in all kinds of distorted transcrip
tions. Satprem's
initiative in giving the tape, which was intended
to
preserve the authenticity of Mother's words, was diverted
for
a typical Ashram purpose: gossip and one-upmanship, each
party
using Mother's words to outdo the other. Nor do we
know what happened to all the other similar recordings .... )
Did they give you that text? ... It was corrected
March 29, 1972
I received a letter from Y.L. You remember, last year she came
to ask you Malraux's question about Bangladesh - Malraux
wanted to participate in the struggle for Bangladesh. You told
her to tell him he would have the answer when he came to
India ...
(Mother nods)
... He never came to India. He dropped his project aftermeeting Indira Gandhi [in Paris].
Oh?
Yes, since India was officially going to war in Bangladesh, hedidn't
think there was any more reason for him to get killed
... on the official side. So instead of going to Bangladesh, he
went to the United States to meet Nixon.
(Mother frowns)
Well, anyway, Y.L.'s idea is to get Malra
July 8, 1972
Any questions?
I always wonder what you do when you plunge in, like now?
(after a silence)
It's not always the same.
(silence)
The body tries to be entirely under the Divine's Influence.
That's its all-consuming preoccupation.
The most external form is the mantra: the body spontaneously repeats the mantra, but that's only the most external form.
It tries. It tries to ... (gesture, hands open).
It aspires and tries to receive nothing but the divine Force.
Food is still the big stumbling block. The body knows it must still eat, but it isn't hungry; food just seems.... It eats out of habit and necessity.
It takes very little, though.
(Mother pl
March 11, 1972
I've received a letter from P.L. This is what he says:
You may have already learned that CardinalTisserant
died on the 21st [of February]. As he was in
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reality the Vice-Pope, you can imagine the pomp of the
funeral ceremony, with representatives from the French
government, the French Academy, the Italian govern
ment, etc.: one full week of ceremonies. Being his
secretary, I had to organize everything. I am very
tired.... Msgr. R. very much suffered from this loss. I
think he will be coming to you in a few weeks, or a
month at most: he is determined to get out. Many things
have happened since his meeting with Mother .... [[See
May 15, 1973
(Mother sees Sujata)
Your hands are so cool!
Do you have something to tell me?
I love you.
You're sweet (Mother caresses Sujata's hands).
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We all love You.
Me too.
But me ... (vast gesture, above).
(Mother keeps caressing
Sujata's
cheeks
silence)
My God .... My God....
(Mother presses Sujata's cheeks)
Good-bye.
Good-bye, Mother.
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May 26, 1972
(The following text is read aloud to Mother.)
"Each cellular nucleus holds in its chromosomes the plan of
the entire organism.... The chromosomic apparatus of any
one cell represents both the "totality" of the individual and the
"local" organ it belongs to. This organization could best be
compared to that of an ideal human community in which each
member would be conscious of the whole community and at
the same time of his own intelligent personal function within
the community.
(Werner Schupbach)
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May 3, 1973
(One day - it was on May 2 - while walking in Auroville's
canyons as I did every evening, I decided to force the Mantra
into
the body.)
Would you like to.... [meditate]? Or do you have something to say ?
I'm endeavoring to force the Mantra into the physical mind.
(Mother starts repeating the Mantra - thirteen times - until her voice is nothing but a halting breath, like a child's whimper. [[The recording of Mother repeating her mantra is available on cassette. ]] )
OM Namo Bhagavateh
OM Namo Bhagavateh
OM Namo Bhagavateh
OM Namo Bhagavateh
OM Namo Bhagavateh
OM Namo Bhagavateh
OM Namo Bhagavateh
OM Namo Bhagavateh
OM Namo Bhagavateh
September 6, 1972
(Mother calls Satprem and Sujata in at 10:30 A.M.
instead
of 10:00.)
On your days, the Wednesdays and Saturdays, I see only the Ashram birthdays, but we're now more than 2000, just fancy! So it's.... I see the other birthdays on other days and several at a time, but even so quite a few people come on your days - next Saturday in particular, the 9th (a mass of people in the Ashram were born the 9th).
All right, Mother, all right, I get the point! [laughter]
So I'll have to call you at 10:30 instead of 10:00. [[Which means 11: 00 instead of 10: 30! ]] What about you, are you feeling better?
A little better [a problem with an eye].
The world seems to
March 7, 1973
How are you getting on?
Well, I really can't say.... You must know better than I.
(Mother laughs) Personally, I keep hearing: peace, peace, peace....
(Mother plunges in,
holding Satprem's hands in hers)[373]
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March 30, 1973
Excerpts from a meeting with the teachers.
(At the end of a long and distressing conversation that
exposes
the grudges of a particular individual
against her neighbor,
then angry remarks, then
finally a request for "blessings" for a
new trucking
company, with a photo of the truck on the back
of
which Mother is asked to write something, one of the
teachers
announces that an epidemic of chickenpox and
mumps
has broken out at the school among the students and
teachers,
and that one of them has typhoid fever. Mother
listens to all that.... This will be the last meeting with
the teachers.)
I hope you're not bringing any of that here?
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