April 16, 1966 (Mother shows Satprem a note she has entitled "The rungs of Love") The last "rung" is the absolutely pure Thing. And the power ... the creative and transforming power of that Vibration is unimaginable! While you are living it, nothing is impossible. It's unimaginable. "At first one loves only when one is loved.... That's the usual state of human beings. Someone's vibration of love has to come to awaken love, otherwise they are inert. "Next one loves spontaneously ... That's already a slightly more evolved humanity. One feels love all of a sudden; one meets someone or something - ah! - and it comes. Only ... "... but one wants to be loved in return.

November 23, 1966 After reading an excerpt from the debate with Death: If God there is he cares not for the world; All things he sees with calm indifferent gaze, He has doomed all hearts to sorrow and desire, He has bound all life with his implacable laws; He answers not the ignorant voice of prayer. Eternal while the ages toil beneath, Unmoved, untouched by aught that he has made, He sees as minute details mid the stars The animals's agony and the fate of man: Immeasurably wise, he exceeds thy thought; His solitary joy needs not thy love. (X.IV.646) Yes, but we need his joy. All this was said to me this morning. Absolutely the same

May 22, 1966 (Satprem chances on notes of Mother's in a pile of files.) (Laughing) They are everywhere! Here, there, everywhere.... Once, Sri Aurobindo (I think it was in 1920) said to me one day, "Oh, they have put my room in order, I can't find anything anymore!" For their part, they said he had his papers everywhere: on his bed, on the chairs, on the table, in the drawers, on the shelves; there were papers everywhere, notes and so on. But he knew exactly where everything was. Then they "put things in order," they "tidied up" - and he couldn't find anything anymore! It was very funny. I asked him, "Would you like me to do your room and clean it? I won't touch anything." - "Ah, if you

October 22, 1966 (Sujata:) P. is ill. Ill again! But what's wrong with that girl? What should she do inwardly? Not be afraid of falling ill! That's what. You see, they say, "But I AM ill." They put it the other way around: they say they're ill, and so they are afraid. It's not true! They are afraid first, and then they fall ill. They constantly live with a sort of apprehension: "Oh, what's going to happen?" So something happens! (Mother laughs) The poor body feels that's what is expected of it, and it obeys! Yes, ninety-nine people out of a hundred are like that. And it's more or less subconscious, meaning it's not a thought they have quite clearly, so they tell you,

November 19, 1966 (Mother holds out a small rose to Satprem:) I have a lovely rose for you. Do you know what it is? No, Mother. I thought as much! What is it? It's true tenderness: that of the Divine. People don't know, they always think of something very human. But it's not human ... (Mother closes her eyes and remains standing in concentration) It's extremely luminous, rose-colored, slightly golden ... always smiling.... It's a very particular sensation. (After a long silence) Everything is like a beautiful pink rose - a beautiful rose. It's better than that, much better ... (how can I put it?). No difficulties can exist - they don't exist [when one is in that Tendern

September 7, 1966 I've lost all hope of being on time.... It's hopeless, every day it's the same thing. And they [the secretaries] make me drudge and slave; it's not that I am just sitting peacefully, listening to them.... And it's not bad will - oh, if they had bad will, it would be very simple, I'd just shove them out! I thought of sending them a letter, I even wrote them one, which I didn't send. [[In that letter which he never sent, Satprem ingenuously tried to make the secretaries understand that these conversations with Mother might have import for the whole world, and that if Mother was an hour late for her conversations with Satprem and tired by a heap of trifles

August 6, 1966 V. is going to Calcutta "to learn mechanics."[[V. is a young disciple who came to the Ashram as a child and never left it. ]] Have you agreed? My first reaction was to find it stupid. But he wrote to me again to tell me that people at the workshop were very enthusiastic and that he had been much encouraged to do it and that he was quite happy and that it would be an opportunity for him to learn all that he didn't know, and so forth. It was pages long. So I wrote to him, "You will go to Calcutta." Page 169 You know, they all need a lesson in order to learn; they cannot learn without a lesson from life. I, for one, try, I try to spare them the lesson - if there

February 11, 1966 (Mother carries on with her translation of "Savitri": the vision of the plane where all the formations of the human mind are found.) All things the past has made and slain were there [[As if lost remnants of forgotten light, Before her mind there fled with trailing wings Dimmed revelations and delivering words Emptied of their mission and their strength to save The messages of the evangelist gods, Voices of prophets, scripts of vanishing creeds. (X.IV.642) ]] Quite interestingly, I am following all these experiences of Savitri. The experience of those different joys, I was surprised to have it a few days ago; I said to myself, "Strange, why am I made to see the

M o t h e r's   A g e n d a   1966-11-30 November 30, 1966 Are things better than last time? Oh, it's all right. These are decisive moments ... they come now and then. From an occult point of view it's a well-known phenomenon: Théon told me about it, so did Madame Théon. But when you have gone through it, afterwards things are immediately better, there is quite a considerable improvement. But there are lots of people doing a kind of black magic. Again? Yes, a great many. I have been told this several times, but naturally ... There are a great many of those so-called swamis and sadhus who are quite simply tricksters, but they have a rudimentary occult knowledge in a field where, unfortunately,

July 6, 1966 118 - The love of solitude is a sign of the disposition towards knowledge; but knowledge itself is only achieved when we have a settled perception of solitude in the crowd, in the battle and in the mart. 119 - If when thou art doing great actions and moving giant results, thou canst perceive that thou art doing nothing, then know that God has removed His seal from thy eyelids. 120 - If when thou sittest alone, still and voiceless on the mountain-top, thou canst perceive the revolutions thou art conducting, then hast thou the divine vision and art freed from appearances. 121 - The love of inaction is folly and the scorn of inaction is folly; there is no inaction. The s