MOTHER'S AGENDA

Vol. 13

Contents

  January 1, 1972
January 2, 1972
January 5, 1972
January 8, 1972
January 12, 1972
January 15, 1972
January 19, 1972
January 22, 1972
January 26, 1972
January 29, 1972
January 30, 1972

February 1, 1972
February 2, 1972
February 5, 1972
February 7, 1972
February 8, 1972
February 9, 1972
February 10, 1972
February 11, 1972
February 12, 1972
February 16, 1972
February 19, 1972
February 22, 1972
February 23, 1972
February 26, 1972

March 1, 1972
March 4, 1972
March 8, 1972
March 10, 1972
March 11, 1972
March 15, 1972
March 17, 1972
March 18, 1972
March 19, 1972
March 22, 1972
March 24, 1972
March 25, 1972
March 29, 1972
March 29, 1972
March 30, 1972

April 2, 1972
April 2, 1972
April 3, 1972
April 4, 1972
April 5, 1972
April 6, 1972
April 8, 1972
April 12, 1972
April 13, 1972
April 15, 1972
April 19, 1972
April 22, 1972
April 26, 1972
April 29, 1972

May 4, 1972
May 6, 1972
May 7, 1972
May 13, 1972
May 17, 1972
May 19, 1972
May 20, 1972
May 24, 1972
May 26, 1972
May 27, 1972
May 29, 1972
May 31, 1972

 

June 3, 1972
June 4, 1972
June 7, 1972
June 10, 1972
June 14, 1972
June 17, 1972
June 18, 1972
June 21, 1972
June 23, 1972
June 24, 1972
June 28, 1972

July 1, 1972
July 5, 1972
July 8, 1972
July 12, 1972
July 15, 1972
July 19, 1972
July 22, 1972
July 26, 1972
July 29, 1972

August 2, 1972
August 5, 1972
August 9, 1972
August 12, 1972
August 16, 1972
August 19, 1972
August 26, 1972
August 30, 1972

September 6, 1972
September 9, 1972
September 13, 1972
September 16, 1972
September 20, 1972
September 30, 1972


October 7, 1972
October 11, 1972
October 14, 1972
October 18, 1972
October 21, 1972
October 25, 1972
October 28, 1972
October 30, 1972

 

November 2, 1972
November 4, 1972
November 8, 1972
November 11, 1972
November 15, 1972
November 18, 1972
November 22, 1972
November 25, 1972
November 26, 1972

December 2, 1972
December 6, 1972
December 9, 1972
December 10, 1972
December 13, 1972
December 16, 1972
December 20, 1972
December 23, 1972
December 26, 1972
December 27, 1972
December 30, 1972

 

January 1, 1973
January 3, 1973
January 10, 1973
January 13, 1973
January 17, 1973
January 20, 1973
January 24, 1973
January 31, 1973


February 3, 1973
February 7, 1973
February 8, 1973
February 14, 1973
February 17, 1973
February 18, 1973
February 21, 1973
February 28, 1973


March 3, 1973
March 7, 1973
March 10, 1973
March 14, 1973
March 17, 1973
March 19, 1973
March 21, 1973
March 24, 1973
March 26, 1973
March 28, 1973
March 30, 1973
March 31, 1973


April 7, 1973
April 8, 1973
April 10, 1973
April 11, 1973
April 14, 1973
April 18, 1973
April 25, 1973
April 29, 1973
April 30, 1973


May 3, 1973
May 9, 1973
May 14, 1973
May 15, 1973
May 15, 1973
May 19, 1973
And Now


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ISBN 2-902776-33-0

August 30, 1972

How are you?

I think I'm well.

Well, so am I! (laughter)

(silence)

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I can clearly see that instead of thought governing life, it's consciousness. And when the consciousness remains quietly open to the Divine, all goes well. A lot of things constantly come into the consciousness, from the whole world, it would seem (gesture of being assailed from all sides): all the things that negate or oppose the divine Action. They keep coming all the time like this (same gesture). But if I can remain quiet (gesture of offering, hands open), in an attitude of ... (smiling) nonexistence, a sort of ... I don't know if it's transparency - I don't know if one should say "transparency" or "immobility" - but it's something in the consciousness that's like this (same gesture of offering, hands open). When it stays that way, all is well; but as soon as it starts stirring, that is, as soon as the individuality comes to the forefront in any way, everything becomes detestable. Devastating, really.

You see, the physical body has a millennium of past experiences that says, "Why, that blissful state is impossible!" - this stupidity is what delays everything. It's as if the cells themselves, the cells of the body which are used to struggling and suffering, couldn't accept that things can be like this (same gesture of surrender, hands open). But when it is ... then it's wonderful.

Only it doesn't last. It's not daylong. Constantly, constantly things keep coming (same gesture of being assailed from all sides).

But now I see quite well, quite clearly - it's very clear: consciousness replaces thought.

Yes, yes.

And ... (how can I put it?) the difference between the two: thought is something that goes like this (whirling, restless gesture), ever in motion ... whereas consciousness is like this (gesture hands open, offered upward). I can't explain it.

(Mother closes her eyes,

 her hands remain open)

Do you have something to say or ask?

I was wondering what I could do to accelerate the process.

 Everyday life is beset by so many harassing things.... What

 can one do to accelerate the process?

If one could remain untroubled, it would make a big difference.

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Yes.

A big difference.

You see, my body is beginning - just beginning - to know that the divine side means a life that's ... (Mother stretches out both arms in the vastness) progressive and luminous; but there's an accumulation of past experiences which says, "Oh, that's impossible!" - just like that. Well, that stupid "impossible" is what delays and spoils everything.

The basis of the fact is that as soon as the body steps out of the right attitude things get painful: everything aches and is laborious -you feel death and dissolution everywhere. And that's what reinforces ... Matter's stupidity.

So, really speaking, I'd rather not talk, unless it's to answer a specific question.

In my case, I wonder to what exact point I should apply myself ?

(after a silence)

Do you feel you have gone beyond thought?

Oh yes, completely. The only thing left is mechanical thought,

 but otherwise.... I can say I never use the thinking process: I

 always feel I draw things from above. The speculative mind,

for example, is just impossible for me.

Well, it's good then, you're on the right track.

Well, maybe! But practically speaking, one is struggling with

 everything and feels a bit ... submerged at times.

As for me, you know, all the things I used to rely on for action seem to be PURPOSELY collapsing (everything, even the smallest things) so I can say: what You will. It's become ... it's become my sole refuge.

I don't remember anything, you know! For instance, somebody says to me, "You'll say this to that person," I sincerely answer yes, but the next minute or so I no longer remember what it was! ... [[But if the slightest trace of deeper truth exists in what Mother is asked to say, she remembers it perfectly! ]] I remember nothing - zero.

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Sometimes I can stay for hours in a sort of peaceful and luminous contemplation, and think it's been only a few minutes.

To the ordinary and undiscerning eye, you must accept to look like a .... I am sure that ninety-nine people out of a hundred think I am ... (smiling) cracked.

No - no, Mother! No, that's....

It's UTTERLY unimportant.

I can see it in their consciousness, but it makes me smile. You have to accept that.

But there are also a good number who see the Light too, you

 know.

Possibly. (Laughing) Good for them!

(silence)

Often, very often I ask the Lord: how can I help now that I can't see so well, can't hear so well, can't speak clearly and need help to get around? This state is.... Yet the body doesn't sense any decline! It is convinced that if tomorrow the Lord wanted it to resume its regular activity, it could do so. The Force is there (Mother touches her arms, her muscles), a terrible force sometimes! ... So why? ...

This state is intentional so that ... (smiling) so that people will leave me alone!

Yes, Mother, it's true, I really think it's true.

There you are. Otherwise people would never leave me alone.

You would be flooded in no time with truckloads of futile

 problems.

Yes, futile! Their problems are all futile! (Mother laughs) And how impudent: infidelity in marriage, lack of honesty at work! Things of that sort. Unbelievable - it's unbelievable. People ask me such questions ... (laughing) such improbable questions!

All the rules, you know - oh, all the moral rules seem to have

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 been thrown to the winds. So the appearances are.... I'll give you an example: somebody [from the Ashram] opens a "Travel Agency," and when people give him money to buy tickets, he pockets the money and doesn't buy the tickets - what do you think of that? (laughter) What next!

(silence)

But, you know, I'm sure your condition is intentional, because

as I can perceive it in my small measure, I feel you are a kind of

 colossal power transmitter in your immobility.

Yes, I know. I know, it's colossal! Yes, a Force that's.... And even in my hands: an incredible power.

(silence)

(Smiling) Often, you know, I look ... (how can I put it?).... You are in the consciousness - you see, you are IN the consciousness - and so I look to see what place you occupy in the consciousness. Well ... (Mother keeps her eyes closed, smiling).

Mon petit, I don't want you to feel ... (Mother makes a gesture of strutting), I don't mean to compliment you, that's not my intention. But you're always ... you're like a luminous garden ... with a distinct form (Mother draws a kind of rectangle in the air), it's luminous and ranges from vivid pink to golden light. Exactly. And that's you - that's how I see you. Always.

There is a vast atmosphere - a vast atmosphere.... A vast atmosphere enveloped in Sri Aurobindo's aura: the blue, the luminous light blue which is his color. I see you in that ... you're like a distinct garden (same gesture) with colors ... it goes from vivid pink to ... a luminous, golden atmosphere. A lovely garden. That's what I see - I see it eyes open (Mother touches her open eyes). And that's very good.

There remain a few spots of rigidity, I mean (what can I say?) fixities of a personal nature, but ... gradually, gradually, they are disappearing, they are being transformed. There. That's what I see.

(Mother plunges in till the end,

 then Sujata comes to her)

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(Sujata:) Mother, my uncle, [[Later this person was greatly instrumental in pleading Auroville's case with the government of India when the impostors tried to jail the Aurovilians and deport them from the country. ]] who came to see you yesterday

with me, told me afterwards, "I don't know if you could see it,

 but I saw a Light coming out of Mother's face..."

(Mother laughs)

So I asked him, "But what effect did it have on you?" He said, "You know, I don't have any personal desire, nothing, I simply wanted to ... bow before that.

(Mother smiles)

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