February 19, 1972
(Mother gazes at Satprem for a long time.)
Do you see something?
(Mother plunges in.
Half an hour goes by)
No inclination to speak unless you put questions…. [[This sentence was said in English. ]]
Am I getting a little closer?
Oh, you’re doing very well, mon petit! That….
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(Mother takes Satprem’s hands
long silence)
Last time, my impression was that the old man in you had awakened in order to be transformed. But only you can know…. I felt that because he was a totally different man from the one I know now. But only you can tell me if he has actually been transformed or if he has disappeared.
I don’t know. I think he’s trying to get transformed …
Yes, that was my impression. But now I have the feeling that that division no longer exists. When I look at you…. When I was there [in Satprem], I felt that the division no longer exists – only you can tell me if at other times it comes back.
As you are now, near me, it’s very good – very good, it’s smooth. I don’t know how to put it, smooth…. I don’t sense any struggle or conflict or difficulty in you, none at all. Perhaps I don’t see it or….
No, no! Of course, you see, Mother!
You see, the Presence is constantly here; when people come, they dim it, as it were, they create obstructions, but when you are here (immutable gesture), there is none of that, it’s quiet, it’s…. In other words, He is here. Which to me is a sign that you’re doing well.
(Mother plunges in)
All I see is very good – very close. Very close.
What shall I say ? … How shall I put it ? … You see, when there’s nobody here, there’s an eternal and luminous existence; when people come, they bring problems, difficulties. But, when you are here- when you are here, even when I hold your hands, like now – there’s the same Quiet. A luminous peace that … that leads to Joy, you follow?
It’s good, mon petit, very good.
Don’t worry. I can tell you: it’s good.
(Satprem lays his forehead on Mother’s knees)
What day is today?
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It’s Saturday.
So in two days, it’s the 21st.
Yes, Mother.
So I won’t see you again!
No, Mother … Happy birthday, Mother!
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