March 17, 1971
You have nothing to say, no news?
No, Mother. How are things?
(after a silence)
You know, I have the impression that the body … since it wants to progress fast, is literally whipped into moving ahead. But that’s entirely personal … I am not complaining.
It’s of no interest to others.
It’s as if there were a constant ringing directed to the body (Mother makes a gesture of hammering): “You say you want to live only for the Divine — so live only for the Divine, live only …” (same gesture of hammering).
And so it sees how much it still belongs to this old world.
But anyway it’s all right.
(long silence)
We’re right in the midst of the transition — for everything. And how long is the transition going to last? I don’t know…. I have the feeling things are going as fast as they can, that if they were any faster, everything would break.
(long silence)
And you?
I feel I am witnessing a whole display of the subconscient and
the lower nature….
(Mother nods her head)
Terrible.
Yes, it’s resisting as much as it can.
Oh, but it’s terrible, Mother! One gets the impression of a self-
sufficient power that listens to nothing, over which one has no
control, which scoffs at everything, which is only oriented
towards destructiveness — because it is really a power of
destruction — and it scoffs at everything: nothing matters. It’s
something in the depths of the being that is ready to do
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anything — to kill, to … anything. And it is a self-sufficient power: you can
talk to it, you can threaten it, you can warn it: "If you do that, this will happen
to you" — it absolutely doesn’t care.
(Mother nods her head)
One gets the impression of being in front of something…. One
doesn’t know what to do, one doesn’t know what can cure it,
or tear it out.
Oh, it can’t go out of the world. You see, that’s it: it has to be in the place where it will INEVITABLY, necessarily be transformed.
Yes, but where … where is that place?
Ah, that’s it…. We don’t know. If we could become transparent instruments — we have so many dark spots! That’s what’s terrible, those dark spots. If we could be like a … something like a searchlight of the Divine shining constantly, which nothing could dim — that’s the only way. To be like a searchlight casting the Divine onto the world. He is there, but the world … as you say, doesn’t see Him, doesn’t care about Him. Such a blinding searchlight should be made of Him that one is forced, compelled to acknowledge Him.
But is there a point THERE that can understand reason?
Oh, yes — everything is divine. There is ONLY the Divine. But He is broken up into opposites. And the extreme opposite can be touched, overcome, if you will, transformed by the divine extreme — halfway measures won’t work. It is the divine extreme that will be able to transform the dark extreme: by absorbing (gesture of taking into herself), absorbing and blotting out the darkness. By absorbing it, it can blot out its action.
But a tremendous power is needed.
Yes.
Especially a power of endurance. What is most important is a power of endurance that absolutely nothing can shake.
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(long silence)
When you look at it close up, it’s really a force of destruction,
because if you say to that point, "But look, if you go in that
direction, you’re going to die, it’s your ruin" — it absolutely
doesn’t care.
(Mother nods her head)
Absolutely.
Yes.
If you say to it, "You’re going to get cancer, you’re going…."
It doesn’t care, nothing matters — nothing.
(Mother nods her head)
It’s really something which wants your ruin — which wants RUIN.
(after a silence)
Yes, but in itself it is the worst falsehood, because it’s impossible — it’s impossible: the world cannot disappear, you see. Thus, in itself it is Falsehood incarnate.
(very long silence
Mother sits looking)
It comes like this (gesture of hammering): the only solution is the ONE — there is a Oneness. The only solution is always Oneness. There’s a kind of incapacity to see that everything we call “falsehood” is the ONE AND THE SAME Thing, it’s we who see it incorrectly. And naturally it seems quite stupid, and yet that’s it: ONE — ONE, ONE, ONE … (same gesture of hammering).
(silence)
The solution is in the capacity for oneness. But how?… (Mother shakes her head)
(long silence)
You know, the creation is the result of division; but that creation has to become Unity in order to become divine again. At present, it seems like absolute nonsense, and yet that’s it…. The creation
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is the result of division (or at least, rather, to be more exact, division has become the result of the creation), and so it has to be…. Only Unity can restore — restore how? I don’t know.
Indeed one can easily understand, in flashes, when one is
faced with that … that Blackness, that darkness and false
hood, that it is not ultimately here to ruin us, but to lead us
towards something else.
Yes. Yes, exactly.
That, one understands in flashes. It’s there to lead us to a stronger point of light.
Yes.
But the transition isn’t easy.
(Mother shakes her head)
(long concentration,
Mother takes Satprem’s hands)
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