January 21, 1959 OM OM, Seigneur Suprême Prends possession de ce corps Manifeste-Toi en lui. (translation) OM OM, Supreme Lord Take possession of this body Manifest Yourself in it. 1. All these prayers were written by Mother and this title was given by Her. Page 339 ISBN 2-902776-33-0

May 28, 1960 K left his body. The operation had been extraordinarily, almost miraculously successful - one of those dreadful operations where they extract part of your body. He was quite all right for four days afterwards, then everything went wrong. During the operation and just afterwards, I had simply put the Force on him, as I always do in such cases, so that everything would turn out for the best. Then a few days ago, during my japa, a kind of order came - a very clear order - to concentrate on him so that he would be conscious of his soul and able to leave under the best conditions. And I saw that the concentration worked wonderfully: it seems that during his last days he was

August 11, 1959 (Letter from Mother to Satprem, on the road) 8.11.59 Satprem, my dear little one, Now I can tell you that not for one hour have I left you; I have been constantly near you, hoping that your inner eyes would open and that you would see me, watching over you and enveloping you with my force and my love. It is within yourself that I want you to find the certitude, truth and joy. Now I write you what I have wanted to tell you from the beginning: when you return to the Ashram, do not put on the orange robe' again, return with the clothing X has given you ... And we shall leave the care of deciding about the details of the future to the Supreme Lord.

Undated 195(?) (Concerning a letter from the Government of India) I had an intense experience. I saw, felt, perceived that despite all appearances to the contrary, the world is on the way towards the true, towards the day when governmental powers will belong to those who have the true power, the power of Truth.' 1. Note written by Mother in French. Page 29

August 30, 1958 (In the presence of Pavitra and Abhay Singh, * Mother recounts a vision she had during the night) It was just at four o'clock in the morning, and it woke me up. It was exactly like this ... I was apparently in my bathroom, and I had to open the door between the bathroom and Sri Aurobindo's room; the moment I put my hand on the doorknob, I knew with an absolute certainty that destruction was awaiting me behind the door. It had the form or image of those great invaders of India, those who had swooped down upon India and destroyed everything in their wake ... But it was only an impression. So the door had to be opened and I ... felt and said, 'Lord, may your wi

Undated 1957 When a serious decision has to be made, how can one know in which direction lies one's true destiny? We do not have one destiny, but several destinies. Each one has the right to reunite with his supreme Origin whatever his place in the world order - that is the gift the Divine has given to matter, and this is your true destiny. And it is a special gift given to the earth; it does not exist in the other worlds. At the same time, each one has a particular role in the manifestation, which is determined by the Supreme, but this same role can exist on different levels depending upon the degree of evolution of 'that' which is within you. If 'that' within you is still

October 2, 1960 (Letter to Mother from Satprem) Pondicherry, October 2, 1960 Sunday evening Sweet Mother, As I did not find the translation of the Message fully satisfying, I have continued pondering over it. Then another possibility, which MAY be better, presented itself. Here it is: Ce monde merveilleux de félicité, à nos portes, qui attend notre appel pour descendre sur la terre.* In this way we keep the word appel [call], which is strong. All I did was change the relative pronoun (at first you had translated it as qui, à nos portes, attend notre appel. 2). 1. 'This wonderful world of delight, at our gates, waiting for our call to come down upon earth.'

October 1955 (Letter to Mother from Satprem) Bangalore Sweet Mother, during the three days since I left the Ashram, I have never ceased feeling your Presence deep within me like the one thing essential, the only thing solid in the midst of all these hazy appearances. As I entered more and more into this outer world, I seemed to be entering a world without depth, without consistency, where all sorts of things and beings were fluttering like a very thin veil in the wind; and as I entered into this wavering world, you seemed to grow within me with an irrefutable self-evidence, like the only real thing, my only reason to be in this world - without you, everything withers away and l

April 13, 1959 (Letter to Mother from Satprem) Pondicherry, April 13, 1959 Sweet Mother Here is the outline for the book on Sri Aurobindo for the Éditions du Seuil.* It is a rough sketch, and in the actual process of writing, the proposed sequence may change according to the inner necessity, but these are the themes to be developed. So now T would like to know what you feel and if you see anything to be changed, added or deleted. Your child, with love. Signed: Satprem Page 293 ISBN 2-902776-33-0

January 31, 1960 (Letter from Mother to the disciple concerning her former commentaries on the 'Dhammapada' at the Playground) ... When I began the readings from the Dhammapada, I had hoped that my listeners would take enough interest in the 'practical' spiritual side for me to read only one verse at a time. But quite quickly, I saw they found this very boring and were making no effort to benefit from the meditation. The only solution then was to treat the matter as an intellectual study, which is why I started reading chapter by chapter. Page 358 ISBN 2-902776-33-0