December 28, 1968
(After listening to the music composed by Sunil
for the New Year.)
Did you like it?
It’s very beautiful, very powerful.
Isn’t it! And it creates an atmosphere.
Usually I play some music for him, and he composes from it, but this time I didn’t play, so he took some old pieces of mine; with that he makes contact and composes.
An American musician has come here, and I sent him to Sunil (he’s a pianist). He said he’d heard some of Sunil’s music there, in America, and at first people are a bit bewildered, but that when they’ve heard it several times, they become quite enthusiastic.
As for me, I find it creates an atmosphere: it BRINGS DOWN an atmosphere.
And the human voice is quite lovely, well mingled.
* * *
(Then Mother listens to the conversation of December 21:
the “universal box.”)
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It’s going on, day after day after day.
And the same thing never happens twice: either it’s another spot in the body having the experience (another activity, another movement in the body), or it’s an unresolved detail, or else … There’s a whole field – a huge field – of studies and observations, precisely about the relationship with other bodies and the extent to which this body does work for other bodies. It’s very interesting – oh, very interesting! Because all that is taking place without the intermediary of thought. So the body has a sensation or an experience, or it perceives a disorder, or … and it acts on that; then, after a while, it notices it’s not about itself, it’s another [body]. That’s how it acts.
All that still seems to be in a limited field, but I am not sure it’s not far more general. All the time (almost all the time), there seems to be an intervention of the psychic, as if the psychic made the body remember (I don’t know how to put it), made the body remember its universality, and as if it weren’t only for itself that the body is expressing movements of consciousness – the movements of the higher Consciousness that it expresses: the effect is general.
We’ll know that. We’ll know all that … later, in …
But the body has a strange sensation, really strange, of being as vast as the earth, even vaster (it can’t be expressed, because that’s not the true way of saying it), but there’s something like this: a sort of inner identity expressing itself in the plane … (Mother searches for words) … In the higher Consciousness, it has an effect. I don’t know how to put it.
And in that consciousness, the strange thing is the importance of one minute, which to our consciousness is nothing – there it has an importance…. In one minute, something … general can be done. Naturally, all words are stupid, but that’s how it is. One minute.
In one minute … To such a point that the body perceives that one minute like this (Mother slightly rotates two fingers) is a victory; and one minute like that (Mother rotates her two fingers the other way) is a catastrophe. And not only for itself (for itself, it’s on a small scale and concentrated, it’s not the same thing), but it’s general.
It’s an observation that began today (for hours, you know), and quite acutely. But it’s new – new in its ASPECT; it’s the continuation of all that preceded, but in the aspect it has taken on, it’s completely new. In other words, the body consciousness may be
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becoming aware of it in a new way.
All that is an approximation. After some time, maybe it will be more precise.
It’s the quality of time that’s changing.
There’s a sort of intensity of consciousness that alters the value of time (I don’t know how to put it).
It’s a beginning.
We’ll see.
All that isn’t expressed well, but how should it be expressed? I don’t know. Later, perhaps.
So I’ll see you next year, on the very first day of the year.
On Wednesday?
Yes, it’s the first day of the year! (Mother laughs with mischievous
delight)
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