October 3, 1970 (Mother gives Satprem a calendar notepad, then a felt pen.) What color is it? It's violet. The violet of power. (Mother looks in vain for a green pencil for Sujata and finally gives her a blue one) Do you have something? (Mother goes into a long contemplation. Her breathing is better, becomes peaceful, but now and then there are involuntary movements of the left leg and the shoulders, especially the right shoulder.) Do you have anything? Is there anything new? (Mother shakes her head and plunges in again) Do you really have nothing to read me? If you. like, I could read you my new book. ... [[On the Way to Superman

August 5, 1970 (This conversation was to be the last before a serious ordeal which once again took the form of a month-long "illness." Let us note that on August 6, as if coincidentally, Mother's faithful attendant, Vasudha, was to leave for Bombay to be operated on for cancer. She was the last element Mother could rely on among those physically close to her. Henceforth, Mother would be alone with her "bodyguard" and her doctor. On the same August 6, she got a cold and fever.) Funds have suddenly fallen flat, there's nothing left! I am expecting money, but it's not coming (money that should have come a month back). I hadn't reached this condition in a long time.... (

March 7, 1970 I wanted to tell you first that Nolini had a very interesting experience. That was yesterday. He hadn't been well for the past day or two: he had spells of dizziness, could hardly walk, anyway rather miserable. Then, suddenly (he had to go to the bathroom and had to walk, but his steps weren't even steady), suddenly there came into him, "All this is because your physical consciousness doesn't have trust: it doesn't believe, doesn't have trust." Then, ALL AT ONCE, he felt something as if seizing him, and everything went away! He was perfectly fine, and it remained like that. He knew very well that in his physical consciousness there was doubt and all the old Page 93

1970 The World is preparing for a big change. Will you help? (Later, Mother commented on this message thus:) Mother That big change is the emergence upon earth of a new race which will be to man what man is to the animal. That big change is the emergence upon earth of a new race which will be to man what man is to the animal. The consciousness of that new race is already at work on the earth to enlighten all those who are capable of receiving and listening to it. Page 15

September 12, 1970 (Mother gives "Transformation" flowers.) You and Satprem ... I am not allowed to take salt (Mother gives Satprem soup packets), it seems that this difficulty [in the left eye] comes from eating too much salt.... What do you have to say? Are you better, Mother? Yes, a little. It's a little better. It's not yet ... (Mother shakes her head). But I'd like to drink a few drops of water, because ... (Sujata goes and asks for water) Only, I can't eat really yet. It's better, and last night, the second part of the night, was relatively better, that is to say, without constant pains. (Mother drinks, or rather tries to drink a few drops of

April 8, 1970 (Regrettably, Satprem did not preserve the recording of the following conversation, perhaps feeling too acutely the negative appearance of Mother's difficulties, although that very negativity was the condition of the experience. At the beginning of the con versation, Mother makes a fair copy of a text to be reproduced.) My eyesight has gone down a lot these last two days. (silence) There's a difficulty.... I am beginning to be unable to eat, so ... Things are becoming difficult. Is it the consciousness or the body? It's ... I don't know. I don't know what's going on. (silence) Page 141 The body seems to be straddling ... (gesture betw

July 29, 1970 Goings-on, complications .... But couldn't Nolini do something? Nolini wants peace. Ah, what about you? What do you have to tell me? I've received a letter from Monsignor R. [P. L. s friend]. Wouldyou like to see it?... You know he was supposed to come at the end of last year, I think, and "as if by chance," he was prevented from coming. I am not surprised. Then, quite recently, he underwent a grave operation. But inFebruary he had written you a letter which he never sent, and he gave it to Z [[Someone living in the Ashram, who has just returned from a stay in Europe. ]] for you. Oh!... Is he still ill? No, he's convalesci

April 15, 1970 There seems to be a more and more powerful Pressure, and all difficulties are arising (gesture of rising from below). People quarrel and ... oh! And it's not just here, it's all over the country. And I am told it's all over the world. You know, it's like a Pressure ... (gesture of implacable descent), so everything rises. (Mother's voice is husky) A dozen letters everyday, from people imploring for help.... Everything is becoming difficult. Things will probably have to become still more difficult. It looks like that.... Only, it's ... just at breaking point. Page 147 Russia and America have reached, they say, the "balance of terror." It's

May 20, 1970 (Those last few days, Mother had her left eye slightly infected, then an abscess in a tooth - Satprem too.) After the eye, it was the teeth.... One thing after another. Anyway ... It's just going on. Page 195 (silence) Did you see the brochure [on Auroville and Religions]? It's nice.... I had it distributed in Auroville. People from "Auromodèle" come in turn every Tuesday afternoon (five or six of them), so yesterday I gave them that. But I too see some of them: one after another they come to see me. Ah! Yes, one feels they're beginning to wake up a little. Yes, yes, it's beginning to stir. A few are nice.... What do they tell you? I

October 28, 1970 (Mother gives Satprem the message for the year 1971.) Blessed are those who take a leap towards the future. *** Page 357 (Mother tries to read with difficulty a few lines from Savitri written in large characters. These passages are meant to be set to music.) At times I read very clearly, and at other times ... There walled apart by its own innerness In a mystical barrage of dynamic light He saw a lone immense high-curved world-pile Erect like a mountain chariot of the Gods Motionless under an inscrutable sky. ................ Once in the vigil of a deathless gaze These grades had marked her giant d