January 4, 1969 (Mother gives roses to Satprem, then breathes in the smell of a bunch of small yellow flowers [[Hymenantherum, small yellow daisies. ]] near her.) It smells nice! It's for my own satisfaction. These, and the "New Birth," [[Origanum vulgare, marjoram. ]] oh, these two fragrances are so clean .... (Pointing to the bunch of daisies) This is "Simple Sincerity" You know, a sincerity that doesn't make any fuss! So what are you bringing me? Nothing, Mother. Nothing ... On the 1st, something really strange took place .... And I wasn't the only one to feel it, a few people felt it too. It began just after midnight, but I felt it at 2, and othe

January 1, 1969 There's a frightful crush! And even as it is, I don't see half of the people who've asked to see me. I started at 8 this morning ... without stop. That's not too good! It's certainly less than half of what I've been asked. But naturally, there has to be a limit, otherwise it would start all over again as it was before. There was a time when I had only two hours for sleep and when I pretended to eat ... but ... One can do that for a time, but not for too long. It's not the physical work that tires, it's what people add. With some, after five minutes you feel as if everything is about to break apart; with others it's fine. With most people, I must say, wha

January 29, 1969 What do you have to tell me? Me, I have nothing to say ... Are you tired? It's going on .... The difficulties of those around, of the work, of people, keep increasing, from health to understanding (there seems to be a general crisis), but the Help and the Power keep increasing too. It's like a sort of demonstration. But the difficulties are taking on rather unpleasant proportions. (long silence) Children are nicer and nicer! ... The NEW children are truly remarkable. Today I saw Ws little girl: she's two years old, I think, but she is as children used to be at the age of six or seven. Alert, intelligent ... It's strange. What do you have to say?

March 22, 1969 Two days ago (not yesterday, the day before), this Consciousness told me something; I said, "Very well," but it went on saying the same thing again and again and again, until I'd written it down! So here it is (Mother holds out a note). And it explained to me why there was "we." We will strive to make Aurovillethe cradle of the superman." Ah ... it's important news! (Mother smiles) So then, I said, "Why we'?" It answered, "It's because the attempt will be to get those who will live in Auroville to collaborate." Then, once I'd written it, it left me in peace, but until I did, it came back again and again .... It's more and more active. It's active in people:

April 5, 1969 Now, what's the news of P.L.? He writes this: Rome, March 29, 1969 "When I canceled my ticket for Pondicherry, I felt a spell of giddiness as when one receives a sharp blow to the head and one's balance seems lost .... I was summoned to the Vatican and told to remain at the entire disposal of the Holy Father, who entrusts me with a grave and difficult question concerning the president of the Italian Episcopal Conference: I am asked to solve that problem. The Pope is counting on my skill, and so on. I was questioned about the reasons for my remarks of February 24 (on March 24, I did not open my mouth), for there had just been a

August 2, 1969 I've received a line from P.L. He is arriving on the 8th. He justwrites this: "The distress of these last few weeks is slowly turn ing into strength and calm .... I confess that I suffered a good deal from my failure regarding the Vatican, but after what you conveyed to me from Mother, everything is growing clearer ..." Yes, I had told him that it wasn't at all a question of outer triumph or failure, that the simple fact of his PRESENCE there acted as a kind of "relay" enabling the Light to enter there-the very fact of his being there. That's what I had told him. As for me, I'll add something. You understand, they made an attempt to unify all of Ch

December 6, 1969 (Satprem reads out to Mother the conversation on the supramental Consciousness, which he proposes to publish in the next Bulletin.) I know many people who will read it with ... but it's not enough. Not enough, how do you mean? Page 464 I mean there are lots of people who won't understand a word of it. No, no, I don't think so. I don't know ... Nolini will have to be consulted. As for me, I think it will impel people to make an effort. (Mother laughs) Unless they say, "It's lost all meaning!" No, it can't be, because anyway there are things that are too fullof evident meaning! Really-really, it's the

April 16, 1969 (Mother listens to a few pieces of pop music brought to her by François B., an enthusiastic visitor) It's very amusing! (Mother laughs) It's the vital in full revolt against the mind, but it's magnificent! They reject the whole mind. It's interesting, very- interesting! You get the feeling that if they pushed a little farther on (gesture of piercing above), they would catch something. (François B.:) Mother, a few groups have pushed much farther on. This one [the Rolling Stones] is the most vital of all the groups. But there are others, more open, less rough. They are really ready to recognize you, but they don't know. It's clearl

April 30, 1969 This Consciousness is truly extraordinary, and with such a sense of humor, you know! ... It's educating this body, beginning with sweeping away all moral notions. The body is spontaneously in a sort of adoration, and all of a sudden this Consciousness showed it a big, huge serpent, with two formidable fangs, which was like this (gesture erect in front of Mother). And at the same time it gave the explanation: "The poisoned fangs ... It's the Supreme Goodness that invented them, of course ...." You know, it was so ... It's irresistible. And this poor body remained like that, a little flabbergasted .... It realized it had never thought of that! It had taken things as they are,

September 3, 1969 For two days, I've had a sort of retrospective vision of the horrors of life ... as though seen with the new Consciousness. And the odd thing is that you wonder how it was possible to go through all those horrors .... It began with a sort of thoroughly repellant perception of people's condition from the standpoint of consciousness - of the darkness and of this so narrow sort of egocentric vision. That was the beginning, and then the Consciousness seemed to be telling me, "Oh, but don't worry, it's much better than it was before!" (Mother laughs) And it showed me everything like that (gesture as in a film), oh! ... it was so frightful that I wondered how it could ha