May 30, 1970
(Mother looks absorbed)
I didn’t remember this book [Thoughts and Aphorisms] at all.
Have you seen the latest ones?
(Satprem reads)
529 – Indiscriminate compassion is the noblest gift of
temperament, not to do even the least hurt to one
living thing is the highest of all human virtues; but
God practises neither. Is man therefore nobler and
better than the All-loving?
528 – Human pity is born of ignorance and weakness;
it is the slave of emotional impressions. Divine
compassion understands, discerns and saves.
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You answer:
"To understand the divine intention and to work
towards its accomplishment, is that not the
surest way to help humanity?"
I always wonder when he wrote that….
It seems it was at the beginning.
He was still … (gesture between two worlds). He said to Pavitra somewhere that he had changed his conception of the universe four times. [[See Conversations with Pavitra of 11 January 1926: "In spiritual life, one should always be ready to reject every system and every construction. Any one form is helpful, then becomes harmful. In my spiritual life, since the age of forty, three or four times I have completely laid bare and broken the system I had reached." ]]
Have you also changed since?
Yes, and he has changed.
You mean that "up there," he has changed too?
(Mother laughs
long silence)
Did you see this? (Mother gives the printed text of her note on quarrels at the Ashram.) It was specially for people at the Press; so I gave it for them to print, I found that amusing!… But naturally, everyone took it to apply to his neighbor, not to himself!
Do you have something?
To understand the "divine intention" you speak of, when one
connects all the way up, to try and understand, one feels one
almost always meets a sort immutable neutrality?
(Mother goes into a contemplation)
(With her head Mother asks Satprem if he has anything. With
his head Satprem asks Mother if she has anything. Laughter.)
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(Mother plunges in again)
Nothing to say? Nothing to ask? Nothing to read?…
Are we moving ahead?
(Mother plunges in again,
then speaks in English)
It can go on indefinitely…. It is like that, the feeling of being in a
current of force that goes and spreads, goes and spreads … [continu
ous gesture of descent onto Mother and radiation from her head] … indefinitely.
(Mother plunges in again)
What time is it?
Five to eleven, Mother.
If you don’t mind being like that …
Oh, listen!… It does a lot of good!
Very well, then …
(Mother plunges in again)
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