May 19, 1959 When you follow the ascending path, the work is relatively easy. I had already covered this path by the beginning of the century and had established a constant relationship with the Supreme - That which is beyond the Personal and the gods and all the outward expressions of the Divine, but also beyond the Absolute Impersonal. It's something you cannot describe; you must experience it. And this is what must be brought down into Matter. Such is the descending path, the one I began with Sri Aurobindo; and there, the work is immense. The thing can still be brought down as far as the mental and vital planes (although Sri Aurobindo said that thousands of lifetimes would be ne

May 21, 1960 What I call purity, the true purity, is not all those things morality teaches: it is non-ego. There must be nothing but Him. Him, not only because we have given Him everything and consecrated ourselves totally to Him (that is not enough), but Him because He has taken total possession of the human instrument. At times, I feel that I'll never get over the difficulty. We are besieged by this enormous world of hostile forces - oceans of forces, churning and combining and submerging each other in gigantic pralayas,' then again regrouping and combining. When you see that, it feels as if you had to be the Divine Himself to get over the difficulty. Precisely so! (And it'

Undated, June 1960 (Letter to Mother from Satprem) Pondicherry, June 1960 Sweet Mother, This is to tell you that the proofs of L'Orpailleur are being sent off this morning at 11 o'clock ... I don't have many pages of The Synthesis ready. Nevertheless, will I see you tomorrow as you planned? Your child, Signed: Satprem P.S. Please protect 'my' Orpailleur! Page 388 (Mother's reply) 6.17.60 My dear little one, I am with you, and what is needed shall be done. Don't worry, all will go well. In a confident peace and joy. Signed: Mother Page 389 ISBN 2-902776-33-0

June 13, 1959 (Letter from Mother to Satprem) 6.13.59 Satprem, my dear child, I repeat to you simply what I said to Sujata this morning: You are both my dear children, I love you and bless you. Signed: Mother Page 320 ISBN 2-902776-33-0

M o t h e r's   A g e n d a   March_1959 March (?) 1959 (Letter to Mother from Satprem) Pondicherry Sweet Mother, When coming out of your room, X told me, 'With Mother I have spoken my own mother tongue.' ... ... ... .. . X told me that in 6 months, he would come here to spend an entire month for the initiation and preparing for the initiation. He spoke to me of this in the street after having seen P, and in an enigmatic way he told me something along these lines: 'Yes, strong men are needed here. The Power is needed.' I did not clearly understand, for it was said with a lot of innuendo behind it. I am your child, Sweet Mother. Signed: Satprem Page 289 Home ISBN 2-902776-33

October 17, 1958 (Mother brings with her the continuation of the first seven Sutras written by Her, probably in 1957.') They are in two groups. The first group ends with a helping hand to those who have made the wrong choice (!): 7) But even in the event you have not made the irrevocable decision at the outset, should you have the good fortune to live during one of these unimaginable hours of universal history when the Grace is present, embodied upon earth, It will offer you, at certain exceptional moments, the renewed possibility of making a final choice that will lead you straight to the goal. That was the message of hope. And then it continues (Mother reads):

December 23, 1960 (Mother arrives from a meditation with X, the tantric guru) I come empty-handed ... (Mother remains absorbed for a long time) I sat down shortly before ten o'clock for meditation. I was in my normal state and I was interested to see if there would be any Page 499 difference from earlier times. And really, at first there was no difference at all. Then slowly, slowly, I felt this type of smiling and serene peace that I live in entering into the body. The cells are still not always conscious of it (sometimes they feel a sort of ... tension of life - I don't know what to call it). They're conscious of their existence and of what it means and of the En

Undated 1958 1) The Divine alone is true - all the rest is falsehood. 2) The Divine alone is real - all the rest is illusion. 3) The Divine alone is life - all the rest belongs to the kingdom of death. 4) The Divine alone is light - all the rest is semi-obscurity. 5) The Divine alone is love - all the rest is selfish sentimentality. And yet the Divine is everywhere, in the ignorant man as well as in the sage. And yet the Divine is everywhere, in the sinner as well as in the saint. Page 134 ISBN 2-902776-33-0

May 11, 1958 One of the things that most gives me the feeling of the miraculous is when these obscure throngs' - really tamasic[[Tamas: in Indian psychology, inertia and obscurity. ]] beings, in fact, with children crying, people coughing - when all that is gathered there, and then suddenly ... silence. Each time that happens, I have truly the feeling of a miracle! I immediately say, 'Oh, Lord! Your Grace is infinite!' ** Something quite curious took place during a recent meditation. I no longer recall when exactly, but it was at a time when there were many visitors, for the courtyard was full. After perhaps no more than a few minutes, I suddenly heard a distinct voice, comin

Undated 1956 (Letter to Mother from Satprem) Pondicherry All artistic creation is born of a question, a conflict, a discord with oneself, mankind or the cosmos. What painter, what poet, what writer has not wrenched from this conflict the best of his art, from Michelangelo to Goya, from Van Gogh to Rodin, from Villon to Rimbaud, Baudelaire or Dostoevski? And the work of art - the painting, novel or poem - is a harmony torn from this disharmony, a conquest over some chaos, a response to a question posed by man - a metamorphosis. Artistic creation relies upon that which is most unique in man, most singular with respect to others, and it is through this singular uniqueness that t