MOTHER'S AGENDA

Vol. 6

Contents

 

 

January 6, 1965
January 9, 1965
January 12, 1965
January 16, 1965
January 24, 1965
January 31, 1965
February 4, 1965
February 19, 1965
February 24, 1965
February 27, 1965


March 3, 1965
March 6, 1965
March 10, 1965
March 20, 1965
March 24, 1965

March 27, 1965


April 7, 1965
April 10, 1965
April 17, 1965
April 21, 1965
April 23, 1965
April 28, 1965
April 30, 1965


May 5, 1965
May 8, 1965
May 11, 1965
May 15, 1965
May 19, 1965
May 29, 1965

 

June 2, 1965

 

June 5, 1965
June 9, 1965

June 12, 1965
June 14, 1965

June 18, 1965
June 23, 1965
June 26, 1965
June 30, 1965

 

July 3, 1965
July 7, 1965
July 10, 1965
July 14, 1965
July 17, 1965
July 21, 1965
July 24, 1965
July 28, 1965
July 31, 1965


August 4, 1965
August 7, 1965
August 14, 1965
August 15, 1965
August 18, 1965
August 21, 1965
August 25, 1965
August 28, 1965
August 31, 1965

 

September 4, 1965
September 8, 1965
September 11, 1965
September 15, 1965
September 15, 1965

 

September 16, 1965

September 18, 1965
September 22, 1965
September 25, 1965

September 29, 1965

 

October 10, 1965
October 13, 1965
October 16, 1965
October 20, 1965
October 27, 1965
October 30, 1965


November 3, 1965
November 6, 1965
November 10, 1965
November 13, 1965
November 15, 1965
November 20, 1965
November 23, 1965
November 27, 1965
November 30, 1965


December 1, 1965
December 4, 1965
December 7, 1965
December 10, 1965
December 15, 1965
December 18, 1965
December 22, 1965
December 25, 1965
December 28, 1965
December 30, 1965
December 31, 1965


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December 4, 1965

(Mother was quite unwell the day before, and still looks very tired.)

Yesterday was a very difficult day. And I am not quite all right yet.

I can't hear, can't see, I am in an awful state.

(Satprem persuades Mother not to work - long meditation)

I can remain like this indefinitely.

Once I am in it, it's fine, it's comfortable. But anyway, we can do

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our translation.... The difficulty is that I can't see and can't hear - I am not there!

Because as for me, I have no reason to get out of it [the meditation]. This way I feel the world is fine at last! When I get out of it, the grating starts. When I am there, the world and everything is quite fine!

(Mother takes up her first lines of "Savitri")

A savage din of labour and a tramp

Of armoured life and the monotonous hum

Of thoughts and acts that ever were the same

(X.IV.641)

There you are! That's it.

***

Towards the end

This is my great remedy. Yesterday I stayed like that [in meditation] for most of the day. Everybody thought I was asleep (!) and they took great care not to wake me up (so much the better, that was kind). This way, it's all right, everything is fine. And the body too is better, it's the only cure; for me, it's the only cure: bringing down that Peace, that Light - a vast, vast light, and calm, calm - then the cells get used to being a little more harmonious.

Otherwise, everything goes wrong.

I don't believe in doctors. Try as I might, in spite of all my goodwill, I don't believe in treatments and I don't believe in doctors. When I am in that state the doctor gives me medicines - I observe the medicines: they cause as much disorder as they do good. They do good to one thing and harm to another. So afterwards that has to be set right. You never get out of it. And what's more, they do me the favor of giving me children's doses! If I were given adults' doses, I think ... It's interesting, very interesting (!)

Basically, in order to feel at home in the world as it is today, one must belong to the category I spoke of the other day, of those who have established a harmony with all the human faculties, who are satisfied, and also who are egocentric enough not even to notice that things aren't that way for others. Then it's fine; otherwise ... Sri Aurobindo very much belonged (in his outward being) to the

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category of those who want things to change, who push for progress, who want to move on, who want to reject the past ... very much so. He had to make a great effort to be satisfied with things and people; it was his compassion that made him accept people around him as they were. Otherwise he used to suffer a lot.

And that's what wears out and tires and disorganizes.

I am made to learn that all the time.... You see, it's a long time since that blissful contentment stopped existing (I never had it much, if it did exist at a given time, it's a very long time since it stopped holding on), but I am taught to pass on to a higher stage in which one is sufficiently free from all external vibrations to be able to live in the true, harmonious Vibration. But for the body it's difficult, because every time you eat, you absorb disorder; every time you breathe, you absorb disorder - you live in disorder. So it's a work of clarification, organization, harmonization, and everything becomes very still, absolutely still: there (gesture to the forehead), absolute silence and light - the light of an unmoving light; and then, to make that come down here (the body). Very still ... Yet the blood is constantly moving along, isn't it? But I think it must be moving at a slower pace. Then it's fine.

I think external science says it's in sleep that toxins are burnt; well, that's the point: it's the stillness that illuminates dark vibrations.

(Laughing) So I have given you two a dose!

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