April 30, 1965
I spent part of the night in your rooms – didn’t you know?… How did you sleep?… As usual.
I don’t know.
How can I explain?… (Smiling) It was like a round of inspection of the “spiritual sanitary” conditions of the different lodgings (1). I am putting it like this, but it was rather curious; it was like a force, yes, or a sort of consciousness that came to inspect the different premises from the standpoint of spiritual health – it was rather curious, interesting. It had started with a visit to my own rooms here; then I asked for the explanation of the principle, if I may say so, on which that inspection was based, and when the explanation was given, I said, “Well, let’s go and see Satprem’s home, then." And I even had a sort of feeling that you didn’t know (mind you, in fact I knew nothing about it, it’s just what I saw
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last night) that the mosquito netting they put at your place is mine, the one that was here before.
Yes.
Oh, you knew it.
And then that force (it was a force, it was a being, it was an action, it was … – not a human being) said when I spoke of going to your home, “Oh, but he is in exceptional conditions!” “Ah, why?” I asked “Oh, he has that netting, and all the air that comes in – the subtle air – becomes impregnated with your atmosphere as it enters.” (Mother laughs) I said, “Good.”
It was early this morning, between two and three, you were sleeping.
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