March 11, 1972 I've received a letter from P.L. This is what he says: You may have already learned that CardinalTisserant died on the 21st [of February]. As he was in Page 89 reality the Vice-Pope, you can imagine the pomp of the funeral ceremony, with representatives from the French government, the French Academy, the Italian govern ment, etc.: one full week of ceremonies. Being his secretary, I had to organize everything. I am very tired.... Msgr. R. very much suffered from this loss. I think he will be coming to you in a few weeks, or a month at most: he is determined to get out. Many things have happened since his meeting with Mother .... [[See

May 15, 1973 (Mother sees Sujata) Your hands are so cool! Do you have something to tell me? I love you. You're sweet (Mother caresses Sujata's hands). Page 414 We all love You. Me too. But me ... (vast gesture, above). (Mother keeps caressing Sujata's cheeks silence) My God .... My God.... (Mother presses Sujata's cheeks) Good-bye. Good-bye, Mother. Page 415

May 26, 1972 (The following text is read aloud to Mother.) "Each cellular nucleus holds in its chromosomes the plan of the entire organism.... The chromosomic apparatus of any one cell represents both the "totality" of the individual and the "local" organ it belongs to. This organization could best be compared to that of an ideal human community in which each member would be conscious of the whole community and at the same time of his own intelligent personal function within the community. (Werner Schupbach) Page 190

May 3, 1973 (One day - it was on May 2 - while walking in Auroville's canyons as I did every evening, I decided to force the Mantra into the body.) Would you like to.... [meditate]? Or do you have something to say ? I'm endeavoring to force the Mantra into the physical mind. (Mother starts repeating the Mantra - thirteen times - until her voice is nothing but a halting breath, like a child's whimper. [[The recording of Mother repeating her mantra is available on cassette. ]] ) OM Namo Bhagavateh OM Namo Bhagavateh OM Namo Bhagavateh OM Namo Bhagavateh OM Namo Bhagavateh OM Namo Bhagavateh OM Namo Bhagavateh OM Namo Bhagavateh OM Namo Bhagavateh

September 6, 1972 (Mother calls Satprem and Sujata in at 10:30 A.M. instead of 10:00.) On your days, the Wednesdays and Saturdays, I see only the Ashram birthdays, but we're now more than 2000, just fancy! So it's.... I see the other birthdays on other days and several at a time, but even so quite a few people come on your days - next Saturday in particular, the 9th (a mass of people in the Ashram were born the 9th). All right, Mother, all right, I get the point! [laughter] So I'll have to call you at 10:30 instead of 10:00. [[Which means 11: 00 instead of 10: 30! ]] What about you, are you feeling better? A little better [a problem with an eye]. The world seems to

March 7, 1973 How are you getting on? Well, I really can't say.... You must know better than I. (Mother laughs) Personally, I keep hearing: peace, peace, peace.... (Mother plunges in, holding Satprem's hands in hers)[373] Page 373

March 30, 1973 Excerpts from a meeting with the teachers. (At the end of a long and distressing conversation that exposes the grudges of a particular individual against her neighbor, then angry remarks, then finally a request for "blessings" for a new trucking company, with a photo of the truck on the back of which Mother is asked to write something, one of the teachers announces that an epidemic of chickenpox and mumps has broken out at the school among the students and teachers, and that one of them has typhoid fever. Mother listens to all that.... This will be the last meeting with the teachers.) I hope you're not bringing any of that here? Page 383

January 8, 1972 What's new? ... Feeling better? ... No? ... I don't know. I don't quite understand what course we'refollowing. Why, I myself don't understand it at all! Simply ... (Mother opens her hands in a gesture of surrender). It isn't easy. It isn't easy, but it's what I was telling you: both extremes. It isn't easy, but all of a sudden, for a few seconds, everything becomes wonderful, and then again.... So I'd rather not speak about it. (silence) Now that I am here like this, in seclusion, the lowest nature of everyone comes out. They do things, thinking "Oh, Mother won't know." That's how it is. So this "Mother won't know" means there's no more restraint. I wo

July 12, 1972 I am always late! ... I think we should fix ten-thirty [instead of ten o'clock]. Well, if you say ten-thirty, it'll mean eleven! [laughter] Yes, yes! (Mother gives Satprem a little tap on the shoulder.) What do you say? Well, I say that Mother doesn't talk much! Page 221 (silence) Before, you ... you talked more readily. Yes. (long silence) I have a feeling I am becoming another person. No, not just that: I am entering ANOTHER world, another way of being ... which might be called a dangerous way of being (in terms of the ordinary consciousness). As if.... Dangerous, but wonderful - how to express it? First, the [body's] subconscie

June 18, 1972 (Mother sees Sujata, who has just lost her eldest brother, and she comforts her. This fragment of conversation has been noted from memory.) What has to be done for each one is done. Our consciousness is limited (microscopic gesture), it sees only a little part. The divine Consciousness is ... (gesture): it sees. What has to be done for each one is done. If someone has given himself to the Divine and trusts the Divine, the Divine looks after him. And ... (how to explain?) for instance, all that has to be done for you is being done every minute; and if you in turn ask the Divine to look after someone, that too is done. And done for the best. But