Radha's Prayer   Radha's Prayer 1   O Thou whom at first sight I knew for the Lord of my being and my God, receive my offering. Thine are all my thoughts, all my emotions, all the sentiments of my heart, all my sensations, all the movements of my life, each cell of my body, each drop of my blood. I am absolutely and altogether Thine, Thine without reserve. What Thou wilt of me, that I shall be. Whether Thou choosest for me life or death, happiness or sorrow, pleasure or suffering, all that comes to me from Thee will be welcome. Each one of Thy gifts will be always for me a gift divine bringing with it the supreme Felicity. 13 January 1932

The Mother's Lights   Lights and the Mother   Yesterday when the Mother came down in the evening to give Darshan, I saw her face shining with crimson light like the sun when it rises in the morning. What is the meaning of crimson light? Crimson light indicates the manifestation of love in the material atmosphere. 5 July 1933   *     When I write to the Mother I often see flashes of light which are tiny, round and of different colours  —white, gold, green, blue and yellow. What are they? When you write, you put yourself probably in contact with the Mother's forces  —these lights of different colours are the play of her forces. 14 October

The Mother: Some Events in Her Life   The Mother's Year of Birth   I asked Mother last night to kindly let me know the correct year of her birth. I am waiting to hear from her. I don't see why. 22 February 1934   *     The reason why I want to know the year of the Mother's birth is, for the moment, only a certain curiosity, though there may be something deeper behind. Curiosity is hardly a proper motive  —people ask these things because they want to gossip about the Mother as about all things and in the same spirit. It is this constant action from the lower human motives of the ordinary consciousness which keeps people from living wi

The Mother and Sri Aurobindo in Dreams, Visions and Experiences   Visions, Dreams and Experiences of Their Unity   From the intimations frequently received from the play of lights seen in visions, I am having a deep feeling that Sri Aurobindo and the Mother are the same though we see them in different bodies. Is my feeling right? Yes. 25 April 1933   *     In the centre of the flower "The Supramental manifestation upon earth", I saw both the Mother and Sri Aurobindo. I saw only their faces and they were in the same figure and at the same time. What does this signify? It is our joint or united presence

Section Five   On Three Works of the Mother   On Prières et Méditations de la Mère   General Comments on the Mother's Prieres1   There are some prayers of the Mother written before she came here in 1914 in which there are ideas of transformation and manifestation. Did she have these ideas long before she came here? The Mother had been spiritually conscious from her youth, even from her childhood, upward and she had done sadhana and developed this knowledge very long before she came to India. 23 December 1933   *     In some of the Mother's prayers which are addressed to "divin   Maitre"

Section Four   The Mother in the Life of the Ashram   The Mother and the Sadhana in the Ashram   The Mother Does the Sadhana   In what way does the Mother do the sadhana for the sadhaks? The sadhana is done by the Mother according to the truth and necessity of each nature and of each plane of Nature. It is not one fixed process. 13 September 1933   *     I heard from someone: "The Mother has chosen only those who have got capacity to do this Yoga, but they will reach the goal only if the vital gets transformed. If not, they will realise in the next birth." Is it so? The M

  Canto Thirteen   In the Self of Mind   AT LAST there came a bare indifferent sky Where Silence listened to the cosmic Voice, But answered nothing to a million calls; The soul's endless question met with no response. An abrupt conclusion ended eager hopes, A deep cessation in a mighty calm, A finis-line on the last page of thought And a margin and a blank of wordless peace. There paused the climbing hierarchy of worlds. He stood on a wide arc of summit Space Alone with an enormous Self of Mind Which held all life in a corner of its vasts. Omnipotent, immobile and aloof, In the world which sprang from it, it too

  Canto Twelve   The Heavens of the Ideal   ALWAYS the Ideal beckoned from afar. Awakened by the touch of the Unseen, Deserting the boundary of things achieved, Aspired the strong discoverer, tireless Thought, Revealing at each step a luminous world. It left known summits for the unknown peaks: Impassioned, it sought the lone unrealised Truth, It longed for the Light that knows not death and birth. Each stage of the soul's remote ascent was built Into a constant heaven felt always here. At each pace of the journey marvellous A new degree of wonder and of bliss, A new rung formed in Being's mighty stair, A great wi

  Canto Two   The Gospel of Death and Vanity of the Ideal   THEN pealed the calm inexorable voice: Abolishing hope, cancelling life's golden truths, Fatal its accents smote the trembling air. That lovely world swam thin and frail, most like Some pearly evanescent farewell gleam On the faint verge of dusk in moonless eves. "Prisoner of Nature, many-visioned spirit, Thought's creature in the ideal's realm enjoying Thy unsubstantial immortality The subtle marvellous mind of man has feigned, This is the world from which thy yearnings came. When it would build eternity from the dust, Man's thought paints images illusion rounds; Pro

  Canto Two   The Adoration of the Divine Mother   A STILLNESS absolute, incommunicable, Meets the sheer self-discovery of the soul; A wall of stillness shuts it from the world, A gulf of stillness swallows up the sense And makes unreal all that mind has known, All that the labouring senses still would weave Prolonging an imaged unreality. Self's vast spiritual silence occupies Space; Only the Inconceivable is left, Only the Nameless without space and time: Abolished is the burdening need of life: Thought falls from us, we cease from joy and grief; The ego is dead; we are freed from being and care, We have done with b