Did you feel the earthquake?... It was in the morning of the day before yesterday, at 4:30. I didn't feel anything. But some people felt it and told me. Over there it was quite bad. [[In the Indian state of Maharashtra. ]] My mother reached Bombay on that day and felt it. All the dogs were howling; for three seconds houses were shaken. A small town has completely disappeared. [[The village of Konya. ]] But it's strange.... I wasn't asleep but was outside my body, so I didn't notice anything. It didn't wake up my body. But it must have been very weak here. I was awake but didn'tfeel anything.

As I appeared to be doubting, X told me, 'There is no "suspicion " [doubt], the war will take place in November' (in fact, it is to occur some time between September and November), and for the rest of the talk, he had a tone of absolute certitude: 'The first atom bomb will fall in China. Russia will be crushed. It will be a victory for America. Not more than 2 or 3 atom bombs will be used. It will be very quick.' And he repeated that the starting-point of the conflict would be situated in India due to the aggression of Pakistan, then of China. The earthquake he mentioned promises to be a kind of 'pralaya' (as X put it), for not only Bombay will be t

Yes, some 'Questions and Answers.' More small talk! Speaking of which, I looked at T's most recent questions on the Aphorisms again. All these children haven't the least sense of humor, so Sri Aurobindo's paradoxes throw them into a kind of despair! ... The last aphorism went something like this: 'When I could read a wearisome book from one end to the other with pleasure, then I knew I had conquered my mind.'# So T asked me 'How can you read a wearisome book with pleasure?'!! I had to explain it to her. And on top of that, I have to take on a rather serious tone, for were I to reply in the same ironic fashion, they would be totally drowne

Today is the birthday of Jyotin, the gardener. He brought me this, look! ... (Mother gives a double pink lotus) It's beautiful. page 155 , Mother's Agenda , volume 7 , 27th Jul - 1966

You know, someone who appreciates this work tremendously is Nolini. Once he timidly asked me, 'Could I have a copy'?' 'Fine,' I said. Oh, he really appreciates it. And when I have something amusing like these most recent notes, I give him a copy. With that, he's happy. So he blesses you! (Mother laughs) Oh! Without you, this would never have been done - you can be quite sure. Never. page 412 , Mother's Agenda , volume - 1, 20 Aug. 1960 (Concerning the last conversation where Mother spoke of the essential Sound, or the 'Word' of the Vedic Rishis.) I promised Nolini I would show him this. page 50 , Mother's Ag

Here, I'll give you an example: A. wrote to tell me, "If you know how to get in touch with Agni, [[Agni: the fire of inner aspiration. In the Vedas it is represented by a particular god. ]] let me know, because I need him"! I gave the natural reply, that what's needed is aspiration for progress, a will for perfection, and that you kindle the fire by burning your desires. I told him this in a way I call very concrete. Well, he answered (laughing), "Ohhh! You're living in abstractions. That's not what I want, I want a living god" - a personality, you see! That's how people are. Psychology: that's abstract. What they want is: on such and

Money belongs to the one who spends it; that is an absolute law. You may pile up money, but it doesn't belong to you until you spend it. Then you have the merit, the glory, the joy, the pleasure of spending it! Money is meant to circulate. What should remain constant is the progressive movement of an increase in the earth's production - an ever-expanding progressive movement to increase the earth's production and improve existence on earth. It is the material improvement of terrestrial life and the growth of the earth's production that must go on expanding, enlarging, and not this silly paper or this inert metal that is amassed and lifeless.

(Mother hands a box to Satprem) F. and R. have come and she brought me some candied chestnuts from Paris.... Yesterday, for instance, I had to see F. and R., since they had just arrived the day before. I spent three-quarters of an hour with them, and by the time it was over they had literally EMPTIED the atmosphere of all spiritual sense - it had become empty and hollow. It took me two or three minutes of concentration (which isn't so long) to bring it all back to normal. page 459 , Mother's Agenda , volume 3 , 19th Dec. 1962 A Polytechnician [[An engineer from the Ecole Polytechnique in Paris. ]] came