August 19, 1972
(Mother looks very pale. She has just seen 175 people.)
What do you have to say?
And you, Mother? Would you say something?
I’ve just seen over a hundred people.
Yes, you’re a bit tired.
Not tired, it’s … dazed, you know.
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I am not saying anything. But if you have something to ask?
You should rest a little, Mother.
I’ll rest. But go on and ask me if you have something.
I have a feeling I am not making the right movement inwardly.
I’m not going at it the right way.
Ah! … You’re too active. If you could simply…. More and more I feel that unless one does this (Mother opens her hands upwards in a gesture of surrender), and leaves it all to the divine Grace, with an INTENSE faith … it’s just … impossible. Like this (same gesture).
(Mother plunges in
then opens her eyes wide and looks at Satprem.
The contemplation goes on,
eyes open, unblinking.)
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