May 31, 1972 (Mother remains absorbed a long time. She often asked Satprem if he had any "questions," but truly speaking Satprem didn't come to see Mother to "ask questions." Rather he wanted to efface himself all he could and let her experience flow out it she liked to give it expression, or remain silent if so she preferred He did not want his mind to grind thoughts, with its thousand questions, lest it should cloud the atmosphere and bring pres sure upon Mother. Questions seemed pointless to him unless they arose on the spur of the moment, springing from within, because then they responded to something iN Mother. Indeed, Satprem wanted to be simply a sort o

March 10, 1972 (A conversation with Auroville's architect, who, after the recent "accident," asks for money for "fire protection.") Well, there isn't enough money here, and there's even less there.... Because in people's minds, it's all the same thing [the Page 83 Ashram and Auroville], and so they don't know where to give anymore. There's so much money wasted in the world - some people don't even know what to do with it! What would be needed for Auroville's protection, how much? (The architect:) We have to make a study, Mother. I thinkperhaps one or two lakhs for all of Auroville (for wells and fire hoses). That's for the time being, but there's also the future:

January 24, 1973 Do you have something? ... No. The farther I go, the more contradictions I discover in myself- sharp contradictions. They look like impossibilities. No, not impossibilities - it probably means you have to go deeper or higher to their meeting ground. That's how it works: the opposites get increasingly vehement until we find the point where they ... where unity is established. One must go deeper and deeper, or higher and higher - it's one and the same thing. It's the same thing. (silence) All our old ways of understanding things are WORTHLESS - worthless. All, all our values are WORTHLESS. We are on the threshold of something truly marvelous,

December 23, 1972 Time sense is completely topsy-turvy - when I think five minutes have passed, it's an hour, and when I think an hour has passed, it's five minutes! It's completely, completely.... And I am puzzled, I am truly puzzled as to what causes it. Another standard of time. And it doesn't follow my conscious will: I'll start eating, thinking, "I want to be finished in twenty minutes" - and it takes me an hour! On another occasion, I don't think of time: I finish in twenty-five minutes. I don't understand. From an outward point of view, I am starting to look crazy! !!! At night (I have long nights, but I don't sleep), I feel it's over in one minute! ... I go to bed say

November 25, 1972 (The day before, Mother came out on her balcony for the November "darshan.") How was it yesterday, on the balcony ? (Mother returns the question) How was it? I don't know.... Seemingly quite good, in any case! Where were you? At the door of Sujata's house, downstairs. And for you, how was it? (long silence) (Smiling) The apprenticeship of personal nonexistence. I don't know.... It's difficult. Yes. A growing sensation that without the Divine there's no existence. Page 313 Forgetting the Divine even for a minute is becoming catastrophic, you see. Now and then, for a few seconds, the true beatific consciousness comes - but o

January 1, 1973 (Message for the year) When you are conscious of the whole world at the same time, then you can become conscious of the Divine. [[Original English. ]] Page 343

February 23, 1972 (Mother gives Satprem some papers, most of which have been published in this Agenda as "Notes.") And here is more of T.J.'s notebook - I haven't reread it, I don't know what she put in it. You'll see if something is interesting. Normally, part of it is scheduled to be published in the nextBulletin. No, only what's worthwhile. Certain things are.... One or two things are revelations, but I don't know if she included them. I had one or two important revelations; they seemed like nothing, but they were.... But I don't know if they're included. Do you want me to read them to you? There's not enough time, mon petit. Do you have something? Nothing par

December 6, 1972 (The night of the 5th, a violent cyclone struck Pondicherry. At Nandanam, in the middle of the devastated garden, a white hi biscus bloomed. Satprem places the flower on Mother's knees.) A "Grace" flower bloomed in the thick of the cyclone, Mother. (silence) (One can hear the axes hacking away at the broken branches of the great yellow flame tree called "Service," which spreads its foliage above Sri Aurobindo's tomb.) Page 321 The tree that gave me all my "Transformation" flowers [from Satprem's garden] is broken. The "Service" tree also: some of its branches have been torn off. Usually it didn't come this way.... The consciousness m

January 12, 1972 Do you happen to remember where I wrote the twelve attributes of the Mother (the symbol with twelve petals)? There's one, four, and twelve. Yes, I think it was for Auroville. For Auroville? But I said it years ago.... Page 27 I saw it recently. The twelve? (Sujata goes out in search of the paper) On this one there aren't any details. (Mother extends a note in English) The Mother's Symbol The central circle represents the Divine Consciousness. The four petals represent the four powers of the Mother. The twelve petals represent the twelve powers of the Mother manifested for Her Work. January 24, 1958 The Mother (silence)

April 12, 1972 (Mother shows Satprem a card with her photo and the following text in English printed on it.) No human will can finally prevail against theDivine's will. Let us put ourselves deliberately and exclusively on the side of the Divine and the victory is ultimately certain. The Mother Strange how human nature resists that. Ordinary human nature is such that it prefers defeat on its own terms to victory in another way. I am making amazing discoveries these days - just amazing. Human stupidity is abysmal. Abysmal. It's as if the Force I mentioned before [[The descent of February 21 (the "frightening pressure to compel the necessary progress"). See conversat