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September 30, 1972
I've found a very interesting quotation from Sri Aurobindo.
What is it?
This one: Page 288
"The principle of mechanical repetition is very strongin the material nature, so strong that it makes one easily
think that it is incurable. That, however, is only a trick
of the forces of this material inconscience; it is by
creating this impression that they try to endure. If, on
the contrary, you remain firm, refuse to be depressed
or discouraged and, even in the moment of attack, affirm
the certainty of eventual victory, the victory itself will
come much more easily and sooner."
(Letters on Yoga, XXIV.1336)
Oh, this is very, very
October 21, 1972
Look how lovely!
(Mother gives Satprem a white lotus)
And you, Mother, how are you?
(after a long silence)
You see, I would either have to describe every single thing that keeps happening, or say nothing at all.
When I say nothing and just stay like this (gesture, open hands) ... in an attitude of absolute surrender, things go on well. But if the SLIGHTEST thing pulls me out of it, I feel ... as if I were about to die.
Extraordinary.
When I am in that position, I get the feeling that ... life is eternal.
(silence)
And when I come out of it, there's a horrible discomfort. That's my condition.
(silence)
Well, what do you want?
What
January 31, 1973
(Long silence, Mother shakes her head several times as if
at a loss, she tries to speak and plunges in again.)
Page 355
The same identical circumstances, occurring at the same time, can cause a marvelous bliss- marvelous, as I have never felt before - or sheer hell. The very same circumstances, and at the same time.
For hours on end it's enough to drive you mad, and for a few ... (maybe hours, maybe minutes - the sense of time isn't the same, but anyway ... ) a wonder. A wonderful Presence.
It doesn't really depend on circumstances: the circumstances are always the same, and yet....
And in this new consciousness, time has a completely different value:
June 28, 1972
(Mother first listens to some letters from Sri Aurobindo to
Nirod,
and in particular the following ones, which
catch
her attention and amuse her.)
Why not write something about the Supermind which these
people find so difficult to
understand?
What's the use? How much would anybodyunderstand? Besides the present business is to
bring down and establish the Supermind, not to
explain it. If it establishes itself, it will explain
itself - if it does not, there is no use in explaining
it. I have said some things about it in past
writings, but without success in enlightening
anybody. So why repeat the endeavor?
(October 8, 1935)
On Himself, XXVI
May 19, 1972
(Coincidentally, this conversation with Sujata took place exactly
one year before Mother's last meeting with Satprem, on May 19,
1973. These last few days, transcriptions of some recordings
made in Mother's room were on display in the showcase of
SABDA, the book business. Sujata voices her surprise.)
Page 187
How can this be, Mother? For so many years we have kept allyour
recordings private and nobody knew anything, and now
they are on public display - and in an incorrect transcription
moreover.
They don't listen to me.
But, Mother, how did they get out of here?
The Ashram no longer belongs to me.
(Sujata, taken aback) I feet very distress
May 9, 1973
(Today Mother is very late, she has Satprem and Sujata called in
before the other disciples. She immediately takes Satprem's
hands.
It is heartrending.)
Something's wrong. Something's wrong. I see you....
Something's wrong.
What's wrong, Mother?
I feel like screaming.... But....
(silence)
I am eating less and less, so I am constantly uncomfortable - and so weak! [[That day, I felt that the movement was going to accelerate and a time would come when a radically different way would have to be found-perhaps the supreme Pressure of death is necessary to release the "almighty powers shut in Nature's cells" that Sri Aurobindo mentions in Savitri? As though the
February 18, 1973
(Extracts from a meeting with the schoolteachers. One of them
complains
that the first signs of violence are showing up
in
the children.)
Violence is necessary as long as men are ruled by their ego and its desires. But violence must be used only as a means of defense when you are attacked. The ideal towards which humanity is moving and which we want to realize is a state of luminous understanding in which each person's needs as well as the harmony of the whole are taken into account.
The future will have no need of violence because it will be governed by the Divine Consciousness, in which all things are harmonized and complement each other.
For the mom
January 19, 1972
Last time I told you I was looking for the twelve attributes (Mother takes out a sheet of paper). Here they are, someone found this.
Sincerity
Humility
Gratitude
Perseverance
Aspiration
Receptivity
Progress
Courage
Goodness
Generosity
Equanimity
Peace
The first eight concern the attitude towards the Divine, and the last four towards humanity.
And we also found a text from Sri Aurobindo (with a colored chart of the twelve petals):
Centre and four powers, white.
The twelve all of different color
in three groups: top group red,
passing to orange towards yel
M o t h e r's A g e n d a 1972-03-29
March 29, 1972
(That same day, after Malraux, the conversation took a com
pletely different turn, which is why we publish it separately,
although under the same date.)
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I had a feeling I had something to give you....
Did they give you a tape-recording? ... I had said something to R. and to Sujata.
Is it good?
Yes, Mother, yes, it was good! We could perhaps publish it? It was
about the vision you had of your own transitional body.
I simply wanted to make sure you had received it. [[Actually, Satprem was only given the recording with Sujata, not the other one. ]]
Yes, Mother, it's extremely interesting.... Did you see anything
May 15, 1973
KRISHNA IN GOLD
(A vision of Sujata's on the afternoon of May 15)
(original English)
A place similar to the Playground. A few people, here and there,
are
talking or going about.
I am standing somewhere in the middle of the ground, in front of
Mother's
door.
From the main gate enters a vehicle - half-cart half-cab - drawn
by
two bullocks. It comes to a stop a few feet away from me. The
driver makes the bullocks kneel down. Out steps a gentleman. The
cart
is driven away.
The gentleman is dressed in white, Indian-fashion (dhoti, punjabi).
He is round-faced and fair-skinned. Reminds me of a Zamindar
[landlord]
from the North. In fact he is