June 13, 1959 (Letter from Mother to Satprem) 6.13.59 Satprem, my dear child, I repeat to you simply what I said to Sujata this morning: You are both my dear children, I love you and bless you. Signed: Mother Page 320 ISBN 2-902776-33-0

M o t h e r's   A g e n d a   March_1959 March (?) 1959 (Letter to Mother from Satprem) Pondicherry Sweet Mother, When coming out of your room, X told me, 'With Mother I have spoken my own mother tongue.' ... ... ... .. . X told me that in 6 months, he would come here to spend an entire month for the initiation and preparing for the initiation. He spoke to me of this in the street after having seen P, and in an enigmatic way he told me something along these lines: 'Yes, strong men are needed here. The Power is needed.' I did not clearly understand, for it was said with a lot of innuendo behind it. I am your child, Sweet Mother. Signed: Satprem Page 289 Home ISBN 2-902776-33

October 17, 1958 (Mother brings with her the continuation of the first seven Sutras written by Her, probably in 1957.') They are in two groups. The first group ends with a helping hand to those who have made the wrong choice (!): 7) But even in the event you have not made the irrevocable decision at the outset, should you have the good fortune to live during one of these unimaginable hours of universal history when the Grace is present, embodied upon earth, It will offer you, at certain exceptional moments, the renewed possibility of making a final choice that will lead you straight to the goal. That was the message of hope. And then it continues (Mother reads):

December 23, 1960 (Mother arrives from a meditation with X, the tantric guru) I come empty-handed ... (Mother remains absorbed for a long time) I sat down shortly before ten o'clock for meditation. I was in my normal state and I was interested to see if there would be any Page 499 difference from earlier times. And really, at first there was no difference at all. Then slowly, slowly, I felt this type of smiling and serene peace that I live in entering into the body. The cells are still not always conscious of it (sometimes they feel a sort of ... tension of life - I don't know what to call it). They're conscious of their existence and of what it means and of the En

Undated 1958 1) The Divine alone is true - all the rest is falsehood. 2) The Divine alone is real - all the rest is illusion. 3) The Divine alone is life - all the rest belongs to the kingdom of death. 4) The Divine alone is light - all the rest is semi-obscurity. 5) The Divine alone is love - all the rest is selfish sentimentality. And yet the Divine is everywhere, in the ignorant man as well as in the sage. And yet the Divine is everywhere, in the sinner as well as in the saint. Page 134 ISBN 2-902776-33-0

May 11, 1958 One of the things that most gives me the feeling of the miraculous is when these obscure throngs' - really tamasic[[Tamas: in Indian psychology, inertia and obscurity. ]] beings, in fact, with children crying, people coughing - when all that is gathered there, and then suddenly ... silence. Each time that happens, I have truly the feeling of a miracle! I immediately say, 'Oh, Lord! Your Grace is infinite!' ** Something quite curious took place during a recent meditation. I no longer recall when exactly, but it was at a time when there were many visitors, for the courtyard was full. After perhaps no more than a few minutes, I suddenly heard a distinct voice, comin

Undated 1956 (Letter to Mother from Satprem) Pondicherry All artistic creation is born of a question, a conflict, a discord with oneself, mankind or the cosmos. What painter, what poet, what writer has not wrenched from this conflict the best of his art, from Michelangelo to Goya, from Van Gogh to Rodin, from Villon to Rimbaud, Baudelaire or Dostoevski? And the work of art - the painting, novel or poem - is a harmony torn from this disharmony, a conquest over some chaos, a response to a question posed by man - a metamorphosis. Artistic creation relies upon that which is most unique in man, most singular with respect to others, and it is through this singular uniqueness that t

December 1958 (This note was written by Mother in English. It concerns an attack of black magic that threatened her life and in the end completely changed her outer existence. A new stage begins.) Two or three days after I retired to my room upstairs, [[Mother withdrew on December 9. In fact, She had been unwell for already more than a month before withdrawing. On November 26, the last 'Wednesday class' took place at the playground; on November 28 the last 'Friday class', on December 6, the last 'Translation class'; on December i, the end of Mother's tennis and the last visit to the playground. On December 9, She again went down for the meditation around the Samadhi. From D

Early May 1959 (Letter from Mother to Satprem) Thursday, 1 o'clock Satprem, my dear child, I have received your letter with the news. Concerning Z, X himself told me that he had initiated him last evening (but he didn't say more). It seems that the kundalini was awakened and the current was so strong that Z's eyes became all red. ... ... ... ... Did X tell you anything of our meditation this morning? Do not ask him any questions. But if he speaks of it, I would be happy to know what he says. Always with you, in love and light. Signed: Mother Page 297 ISBN 2-902776-33-0

M o t h e r's   A g e n d a   Undated_1958 Undated 1958 (Concerning one of her commentaries on the Dhammapada,  in the chapter 'The Thousand,' Mother remarks:) All this seems quite dogmatic. Each time, only ONE aspect of the question is considered, whereas to be truly accurate, EVERYTHING would have to be said. It should be emphasized that this is only ONE point of view and that there are also all the others. But people ... that swamps them! They don't like it, they are happier when they can cling to something solid. Page 153 Home ISBN 2-902776-33-0