June 28, 1964

(From Mother to Satprem)

(The following note has a curious history. Satprem had gone off on a journey to see his brother and upon his return, reaching the coast of Brittany, he saw in the sky what Breton sailors call a "wind foot," an immense white cloud shaped like an archangel with wings spread and no head. Satprem was so struck by that cloud, without knowing why, that he told his brother, "Look at that victorious angel coming our way!"

Then they went inside. This letter from

 Mother was awaiting Satprem:)

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            Take heart, my dear little child,

     Open your wings and soar

above the world, vast.

                   I look forward to seeing you soon.

                                              With tenderness

Signed: Mother

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