MOTHER'S AGENDA

Vol. 12

Contents

  January 1, 1971
January 11, 1971
January 16, 1971
January 17, 1971
January 23, 1971
January 27, 1971
January 30, 1971

February 3, 1971
February 6, 1971
February 10, 1971
February 13, 1971
February 17, 1971
February 20, 1971
February 21, 1971
February 24, 1971
February 25, 1971
February 27, 1971

March 1, 1971
March 2, 1971
March 3, 1971
March 4, 1971
March 5, 1971
March 6, 1971
March 10, 1971
March 13, 1971
March 17, 1971
March 24, 1971
March 27, 1971
March 31, 1971

April 1, 1971
April 3, 1971
April 7, 1971
Undated
April 10, 1971
April 11, 1971
April 14, 1971
April 17, 1971
April 21, 1971
April 28, 1971
April 29, 1971

 

May 1, 1971
May 5, 1971
May 8, 1971
May 12, 1971
May 15, 1971
May 19, 1971
May 22, 1971
May 25, 1971
May 26, 1971
May 27, 1971
May 29, 1971
May 30, 1971

June 2, 1971
June 3, 1971
June 5, 1971
June 9, 1971
June 12, 1971
June 16, 1971
June 23, 1971
June 26, 1971
June 30, 1971

July 3, 1971
July 10, 1971
July 14, 1971
July 17, 1971
July 21, 1971
July 24, 1971
July 28, 1971
July 31, 1971

August 4, 1971
August 7, 1971
August 11, 1971
Undated
August 14, 1971
August 18, 1971
August 21, 1971
August 25, 1971
August 28, 1971

 

September 1, 1971
September 4, 1971
September 8, 1971
September 11, 1971
September 14, 1971
September 15, 1971
September 18, 1971
September 22, 1971
September 29, 1971


October 2, 1971
October 6, 1971
October 9, 1971
October 13, 1971
October 16, 1971
October 20, 1971
October 23, 1971
October 27, 1971
October 30, 1971


November 10, 1971
November 13, 1971
November 17, 1971
November 20, 1971
November 24, 1971
November 27, 1971


December 1, 1971
December 4, 1971
December 8, 1971
December 11, 1971
December 13, 1971
December 15, 1971
December 18, 1971
December 22, 1971
December 25, 1971
December 27, 1971
December 29, 1971
December 29, 1971


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ISBN 2-902776-33-0

September 4, 1971

What do you have?... You don't have anything?... Some people came to see you?

No, aside from one or two exceptions, I refuse to see anybody. I

 don't know, but I've found that now it is better for me to

 remain quiet.

Because I was told about someone who came to see you.

The only person I've seen is E.

Oh, he's a nice man![[Quite a number of the tapes used to record these conversations were procured thanks to this very nice German man. We would also like to mention an American couple, M.R., who gave the majority of the tapes, and a few others, with gratitude. ]]

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But otherwise I refuse to see people.

It's better that way.

At one time, I used to see many people every day, but now, I

 find that ... I don't know, I need to be quiet.

Yes.

(silence)

I have noticed something -- already quite some time ago, but lately it has become very, very concrete. When I speak, there is a Consciousness which is expressed, and that Consciousness is what's important -- but people catch the words and leave the Consciousness! So of course that makes a frightful muddle. Therefore it's better not to speak.

Well, maybe it makes a muddle for some people, but not for all -- not for all!

But take this other example: I am trying to make Auroville a link between the old way of being and the new, but they are all sunk in.... I mean they use their freedom to live in the most ordinary way. So ... it's discouraging. There are some -- a few -- who are good, but the majority is a subhumanity, an altogether animal humanity. So....

Having to take care of one's own change is enough of a work as it is, no?

God, yes!

(silence)

To be at every moment as expressive of the Divine Consciousness as one can be. That's the only important thing.

(silence)

Yes, when one is here, near you, one is taken up into a kind of

 absolute ray. It's.... In the past, I remember my meditations

 "up above," they were vast and quite pleasant, but here it's a

 kind of ABSOLUTE. You say: this is IT. This is IT, you know,

 absolutely IT, it's the absolute which is here and seizes you.

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But when one is no longer near you.... Through concentration,

 you can still capture IT again, to a certain degree....

Yes.

But as soon as you let go of the concentration, well, you again

 have to.... That's the difficulty. There would have to be some

 kind of possession. But how is that done?

I don't know.

It's the Grace, in short!

(after a silence)

This body is trying its best to exist only in the Divine. If it could no longer feel separate from the whole (Mother touches the separative skin of her hands), it would be perfectly happy.

But like this (gesture of interiorization), when I don't say anything, then it's all right.

(Mother goes within)

You have nothing to ask?

Is something going to come to me? Something else [another book]?

People aren't ready, mon petit! Every day I discover.... Those who are left to their freedom are worthless. They have the most vulgar consciousness, it's dreadful -- no aspiration, no need for perfection, nothing at all.

As for me I ... this body does what it can. It can't do much. It tries ... it tries not to create any resistance. From time to time -- from time to time -- there's something, a marvel, which lasts for a few seconds. But it's ... (Mother nods her head). Either we have to manage to make this body more plastic so it can be transformed, or else it will be for another life.

Although I must say that ... Sri Aurobindo said to me, "Oh, to have to begin all that over again, the whole childhood and all that unconsciousness -- no." Before he left, he said no. "No, I shall return when it can be done in a supramental body."[[This is what Mother wrote to Sujata's father, Prithwi Singh, in 1953 about the passing away of Sri Aurobindo: "At 1:26 in the morning, when I was in his room, he was steadily coming out of his body into mine; it was so much that I felt a physical friction in the cells of my body; with it a great power entered into me and I felt capable of resuscitating him. But when I told him, he said, 'No, it is purposely that I have left my body, I will not come back into it, I will return in a new body, the first body built in the supramental way.' But," Mother added, "he did not tell me the time when he would return." ]]

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(silence)

But there have to be bodies capable of lasting at will. He said, "The intermediate stage will be duration of life at will." And I have the feeling that that is possible. Provided ... the body itself thinks only of one thing -- transformation. When it is like this (quiet, concentrated), then.... I can spend hours -- hours without moving -- in a kind of receptive contemplation, and it seems like a second. The sense of time is really curious. You see, there is a certain receptive contemplation, and there (gesture of being suspended in a smile) ... time simply ceases to exist.

I sense.... I sense I am on the threshold of a great Secret ... but (Mother nods her head) ... not mental -- not in thoughts. It's ... "something."

(silence)

Give me your hands.

(a ghost of a smile ripples over her lips)

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