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\n19
\n November 1969<\/font><\/span><\/b> <\/font> <\/span><\/b><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

This morning about <\/span>eight o’clock<\/span>, I could
\nhave said many things…. Because there came a day when many problems had
\ncropped up as a consequence of something that had happened, then this morning
\n(towards the end of the night), I had the experience that was the explanation.
\nAnd for two hours I lived in an absolutely clear perception (not a thought: a
\nclear perception) of the why and how of creation. It was so luminous, so clear;
\nit was irrefutable. It lasted at least for four or five hours and then it
\npetered out; gradually the experience diminished in intensity and clarity…. I
\nhad just seen many people, then… it is difficult to explain now. But all had
\nbecome so limpid; all the contrary theories, everything was at the bottom (Mother looks from above<\/i>), and all the
\nexplanations, all that Sri Aurobindo had said and also some things that Th<\/span>َ<\/span>eon had said were
\nseen as a consequence of the experience: each thing in its place and absolutely
\nclear. At that time I could have said it, but now it will be a little
\ndifficult. <\/span><\/p>\n

Is it not so? In spite of what one has read and all the theories
\nand explanations, something was left (how to say it?) difficult to \u201cexplain”
\n(it is not \u201cexplaining”: that is quite trivial). For example, suffering and
\nthe will to inflict suffering, that side of the Manifestation. There has been,
\nof course, as though a prevision of the original identity of hatred and love,
\nbecause the thing was going to the extremes, but as for all the rest it was
\ndifficult. Today it is so luminously simple, yes, it is that, so obvious !… (Mother looks at a note which she had
\nwritten<\/i>.) Words are nothing. And then I had scribbled with a pencil that
\nwrote badly…. I don’t know if you can see the words. To me they represented
\nsomething very exact: now they are nothing but words. (The disciple reads<\/i>): <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

Stability and change
\n <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\nPage – 197<\/span><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

<\/span><\/div>\n

Inertia and
\ntransformation<\/span><\/i>… <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

Yes, in the
\nLord they were evidently identical principles. And it was particularly that,
\nthe simplicity of this identity. And now they are nothing but words. <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

Stability and change <\/span><\/p>\n

Inertia and transformation <\/span><\/p>\n

Eternity and progress <\/span><\/p>\n

\n——————–<\/p>\n

Unity =… (The disciple is
\nnot able to make out the words<\/i>.) <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

It was not I
\nwho wrote it, that is to say, not the ordinary consciousness, and the pencil…
\nI do not know any more what I have put down. (Mother tries to read the words, but in vain.<\/i>) It was the vision of the
\ncreation \u2013 the vision, the understanding, the how, the why, the whither,
\neverything was there, the whole of it together, and clear, clear, clear…. I
\ntell you, I was in the midst of a golden glory\u00a0
\n<\/span>\u2013 luminous, dazzling. <\/span><\/p>\n

Well, the earth was there as the centre representing the creation,
\nand then there was the identity of the inertia of the stone, of what is most
\ninert, and then… (Mother tries once
\nmore to read the words<\/i>.) <\/span><\/p>\n

I do not know if it will come. <\/span>
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

(Mother goes into a long
\nconcentration<\/i>.)<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

One might say like that… for the convenience of expression, I
\nwould say: the \u201cSupreme” and the \u201ccreation”. In the Supreme, it is a unity
\nthat contains all the possibilities perfectly unified, without any
\ndifferentiation; in creation, it is, so to say, the projection of all that
\nmakes up this unity by dividing the opposites, that is to say, by separating
\nthem (it is that which has been seized by someone who said that creation is
\nseparation):<\/span> <\/span><\/p>\n

\nPage – 198<\/span><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

<\/span><\/div>\n

for example,
\nnight and day, black and white, good and evil, etc., etc. \u2013 all that, but it is
\nour explanation. The whole of it, all together is a perfect unity, immutable
\nand… indissoluble. Creation means separation of all that constitutes this
\nunity \u2013 one might call it the division of consciousness. The division of
\nconsciousness starts from the unity conscious of its unity, in order to arrive
\nat the unity conscious of its multiplicity in
\nthe unity<\/i>. And then it is this path which, because of its fragments, is
\ntranslated for us by space and time. For us, such as we are, it is possible for
\neach point of this consciousness to be conscious of itself and<\/i> conscious of the original Unity. And that is the work which is
\nbeing done; that is to say, each infinitesimal element of this consciousness,
\nwhile keeping this state of consciousness, is in the process of rediscovering
\nthe state of the total original consciousness \u2013 and the result is the original
\nConsciousness conscious of its unity and<\/i>
\nconscious of the whole play, conscious of the innumerable elements of this
\nUnity. This for us is translated into the sense of time: moving from the
\nInconscient up to this state of Consciousness. And the Inconscient is the
\nprojection of the first Unity (if one can say it; all these words are
\naltogether senseless), of the essential unity which is only conscious of its
\nunity \u2013 yes, that is the Inconscient. And this Inconscient becomes more and
\nmore conscious in beings who are conscious of their infinitesimal existence and
\nat the same time<\/i>, through what we
\ncall progress or evolution or transformation, become conscious of the original
\nUnity. And that, as it was seen, explains everything. <\/span><\/p>\n

Words are nothing. <\/span><\/p>\n

Everything, everything from the most material to the most
\nethereal, everything<\/i> finds its place
\nthere \u2013 clear, clear, clear, a vision. <\/span><\/p>\n

And evil, what we call evil, has its indispensable<\/i> place in the whole. It will not be felt as evil the
\nmoment one becomes conscious of That \u2013 necessarily. Evil is this infinitesimal
\nelement looking at its infinitesimal consciousness; but as consciousness<\/span> <\/span><\/p>\n

\nPage – 199<\/span><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

<\/span><\/div>\n

\u00a0<\/span>is essentially one, it resumes, regains the
\nConsciousness of the Unity \u2013 the two together. It is that, yes, it is that<\/i> which has to be realised. It is
\nthis wonderful thing, of this I had the vision at that moment…. And for the
\nbeginnings (are they the beginnings?), what is called in English the outskirts,
\nwhat is farthest from the central realisation, that becomes the multiplicity of
\nthings, and the multiplicity also of sensations, of feelings, of all… the
\nmultiplicity of consciousness. It is this act of separation that has created,
\nthat is creating the world constantly and that is creating everything at the
\nsame time: suffering, happiness, everything, everything that is created through
\nthis… what might be called \u201cdiffusion”; but it is absurd, it is not a
\ndiffusion \u2013 we ourselves live in the sense of space, so we speak of diffusion
\nand concentration, but it is nothing of the sort.\u00a0 <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/span>And I understood why Th\u00e9on<\/span> used to say that we were living at the time of
\n\u201cEquilibrium”; that is to say, it is through the equilibrium of all these
\ninnumerable points of consciousness and of all these opposites that the central
\nConsciousness is rediscovered. And all that is said is stupid \u2013 at the same
\ntime as I say this, I see to what degree it is stupid. But one cannot do
\notherwise. It is something… something so concrete<\/i>,
\nso true, yes, so ab-so-lu-te-ly<\/span>… that. <\/span><\/p>\n

As long as I was living that, it was… But perhaps I could not
\nhave said it at that time. That (Mother
\npoints to the note<\/i>), I was obliged to take up some paper and jot it down,
\nand in such a way that I do not know any more what I jotted down…. The first
\nthing written was this: <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

Stability and change <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

It was the
\nidea of the original Stability (one could say), which is translated in the Manifestation
\nby inertia. And the growth is translated by change. Then came: <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

Inertia and
\ntransformation
\n <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\nPage – 200<\/span><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

<\/span><\/div>\n

But it is
\ngone, the sense is gone \u2013 the words had a sense. <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

Eternity and progress <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

They were
\nthe opposites (these three things). <\/span><\/p>\n

Then there was a gap (Mother
\ndraws a line under the triple opposition<\/i>), and once again a Pressure, and
\nthen I wrote this: <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

Unity = … (three illegible
\nwords follow<\/i>) <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

And that was
\na much more true expression of the experience, but it is illegible \u2013 I think it
\nwas illegible deliberately. One must have the experience to be able to read it.
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

(The disciple tries to read the words:) It seems to me that there is a word \u201crest<\/i>”? <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

Ah! It must
\nbe that. Rest and… <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

(Mother goes into
\nconcentration.<\/i>) <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

Is it not
\n\u201cpower”? <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

Ah! yes<\/i>, \u201cPower and rest
\ncombined”.  <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

Yes, that is
\nit. <\/span><\/p>\n

It was not I who chose the words, so they must have a special
\nforce \u2013 when I say \u201cI”, I mean the consciousness that is there (gesture above the head<\/i>); it is not that consciousness;
\nit was something that was pressing down that compelled me to write. (Mother recopies her note<\/i>\ud83d\ude42<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

Stability and change <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Inertia and
\ntransformation
\n <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\nPage – 201<\/span><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

<\/span><\/div>\n

Eternity and progress <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\n——————–<\/p>\n

Unity = power and rest
\ncombined<\/span><\/i>. <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

The idea is
\nthat the two combined restored that state of consciousness which wanted to
\nexpress itself. <\/span><\/p>\n

It was on the universal scale \u2013 not on the individual scale. <\/span><\/p>\n

I put a line between the two to mean that they had not come
\ntogether. <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

But already, often, when
\nyou speak of this supramental experience, you say that it is a staggering
\nmovement and at the same time it is as though completely immobile. You have
\nsaid it often. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

But you
\nknow, most often I do not remember what I have once said. <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

You say: the vibration is
\nso rapid that it is imperceptible, it is as though coagulated and immobile. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

Yes. But
\nthis was really a Glory in which I lived for hours together this morning. <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

And then all, all, all notions, all of them, even the most
\nintellectual, all became as… as though childishness. It was so obvious that
\none had the feeling: there is no need to speak of it ! <\/span><\/p>\n

All human reactions, even the highest, the purest, the noblest,
\nappeared so childish !… There is a sentence written by Sri Aurobindo
\nsomewhere that was coming all the while to me. One day, I do not remember
\nwhere, he had written something, a rather long sentence in which there was
\nthis: \u201cAnd when I feel jealous, I know that the old man is still there.” It is
\nnow perhaps more than thirty years since I read it \u2013 yes, almost thirty years \u2013
\nand I remember, when I read \u201cjealous”, I said to myself: How can Sri Aurobindo
\nbe jealous ? And so after <\/span><\/p>\n

\nPage \u2013 202<\/span><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

<\/span><\/div>\n

thirty years
\nI have understood what he meant by being \u201cjealous” \u2013 it is not at all what men
\ncall \u201cjealous”, it was altogether another state of consciousness. I saw it
\nclearly. And this morning it came back to me: \u201cAnd when I feel jealous, I know
\nthat the old man is still there.” To be \u201cjealous” for him did not mean what
\nwe call \u201cjealous”… It is this infinitesimal particle that we call the
\nindividual, this particle of infinitesimal consciousness which places itself at
\nthe centre, which is the centre of the perception, and which consequently
\nperceives things coming like that (gesture
\ntowards oneself<\/i>) or going like that (gesture
\noutward<\/i>) and all that does not come to it gives it a kind of perception
\nthat Sri Aurobindo called \u201cjealous”: the perception that things are going
\ntowards diffusion, instead of coming in towards centralisation<\/span>;
\nit was that which he called \u201cjealous”. So he said: When I feel jealous (this
\nwas what he meant to say), I know that the old man is still there; that is to
\nsay, this infinitesimal particle of consciousness can still be at the centre of
\nitself; it is the centre of action, the centre of perception, the centre of
\nsensation….\u00a0 <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

(Silence<\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

Yes, I could notice \u2013 it is the time when I do all my physical
\nwork \u2013 I could notice that the whole work \u2013 could be done without any
\nalteration in the consciousness. It was not that which altered my
\nconsciousness; what veiled my consciousness was seeing people: it is when I
\nbegan to be here and to do what I have been doing every day: projecting the
\ndivine Consciousness upon people. But it came back… (how can one say it?) on
\nthe borders; that is to say, instead of being
\n<\/i>within, I began to perceive it, when you asked me. But that feeling is no
\nlonger there \u2013 there was nothing but that<\/i>
\nany more ! That alone was there, and everything, everything has changed \u2013
\nappearance, meaning, etc. <\/span><\/p>\n

That must be the supramental consciousness: I believe that this is
\nthe supramental consciousness.<\/span> <\/span><\/p>\n

\nPage – 203<\/span><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

<\/span><\/div>\n

But one could conceive
\nvery well that for a consciousness wide and quick enough, if I may say so,
\ncapable of seeing not merely a bit of the path, but the whole path at the same
\ntime… <\/span><\/i>
\n <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Yes, yes. <\/span>
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

The whole would be a
\nmoving perfection<\/span><\/i>. <\/span>
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

Yes. <\/span>
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Evil is simply holding
\none’s vision on one small angle; then one says, \u201cIt is evil”, but if one sees the
\nentire path… In a total consciousness, obviously there is no evil. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span><\/span><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n

There are no
\ncontraries. No contraries<\/i> \u2013 not even
\ncontradictions; I say: no contraries. It is that Unity, it is living in that
\nUnity. And that cannot be translated by thoughts or words. I am telling you, it
\nis… a vastness without limits and a light… a light without movement, and at
\nthe same time an ease… an ease not recognised<\/span> as
\nsuch. Now I am convinced that it is that, the supramental consciousness. <\/span><\/p>\n

And necessarily, necessarily that must change the appearances
\ngradually. <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

(Long silence<\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

There are no words that can explain the magnificence of the Grace,
\nhow the whole is combined so that all may go as quickly as possible. And
\nindividuals are miserable to the extent to which they are not conscious of it
\nand take a false position in regard to what is happening to them. <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

But what is difficult to
\nthink is that at each moment<\/span><\/i> <\/span>it must be… it is the
\nperfection<\/span><\/i>. <\/span><\/p>\n

\nPage – 204<\/span><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

<\/span><\/div>\n

Yes, that is
\nit. <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

At each instant, it is the
\nperfection<\/span><\/i>. <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

At each<\/i> instant. There is no other thing…
\nWhen I was there, there was no other thing. And yet, as I have told you, it was
\nthe time when I was physically extremely busy \u2013 all the work was being done,
\nwithout disturbing anything<\/i>; on the contrary,
\nI believe I was doing things much better than usual… I do not know how to
\nexplain. It was not, as it were, a thing \u201cadded”: it was quite natural. <\/span><\/p>\n

Life as it is can be lived in that consciousness \u2013 but it is then
\nlived quite well !… Nothing needs to be changed, what is to be changed
\nchanges itself quite naturally. <\/span><\/p>\n

I am going to give you an example. For a few days, I had some
\ndifficulty with… I will not name him; pressure had to be put on him to
\ncorrect some of his movements. Today he was conscious of it in quite a
\ndifferent way from the usual, and in the end he said that he was on the way to
\nchange (that is true), and all that not only without a word, but without any
\nmovement of the consciousness for putting pressure. There you are. That is a
\nproof…. All is done automatically, as an imposition<\/i>
\nof the Truth without any necessity of intervention: simply to remain in the
\ntrue consciousness, that is all, that is sufficient. <\/span><\/p>\n

But then, in spite of everything, the body kept just a little
\nconsciousness of its needs all the while (although it was not busy with itself;
\nI was always saying: It is not busy with itself, it is not interested). But
\nthat is what Sri Aurobindo used to say: I feel I am still the old man. I
\nunderstood that this morning, for it was no longer there. Well, this sort of a
\nvery quiet perception of what is still not all right \u2013 a pain here, a
\ndifficulty there \u2013 very calm, very indifferent, but it is perceived<\/i> (without its taking any importance), and even that gone,
\nwholly <\/span><\/p>\n

\nPage – 205<\/span><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

<\/span><\/div>\n

swept away
\n!… I hope it won’t come back. It is really… this, I understand, it is a
\ntransformation. One is conscious in a golden vastness \u2013 my child, it is
\nwonderful \u2013 luminous, golden, peaceful, eternal, all-powerful. <\/span><\/p>\n

And how it is coming…. No word is there to express it indeed,
\nthis wonder regarding the Grace…. The Grace, the Grace is a thing that
\nsurpasses all comprehension, with its clear-seeing kindliness…. Naturally the
\nbody had the experience. Something had happened that I will not tell you and it
\nhad the true reaction; it had not the old reaction, it had the true reaction \u2013
\nit smiled, with the Smile of the supreme Lord \u2013 it smiled. That was there for a
\nwhole day and a half. And it was this difficulty which enabled the body to make
\nthe last progress, enabled it to live in this Consciousness: if all had been
\nharmonious, things could have lasted still for years \u2013 it is wonderful,
\nwonderful !\u00a0 <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

And how stupid men are ! When the Grace has come to them, they
\npush it away, saying, \u201cOh! What horror!”… That I have known for a long time,
\nbut my experience is… dazzling. <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

Yes, each thing is
\nperfectly, wonderfully what it ought to be at every moment. <\/span><\/i>
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

Quite so.  <\/span><\/p>\n

But it is our vision
\nthat is not attuned<\/span><\/i>. <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

Yes, it is
\nour separated consciousness. <\/span><\/p>\n

The whole has been brought with lightning rapidity towards the
\nconsciousness that will be the Consciousness of the point and of the all, at
\nthe same time. <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

(Long silence<\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

(Mother finishes recopying her note<\/i>.) There,
\nnow I am writing today’s date.  <\/span><\/p>\n

\nPage – 206<\/span><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

<\/span><\/div>\n

It is the 19th. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

19 November 1969<\/span>, supramental consciousness. <\/span>
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

(Silence<\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

The first descent of the supramental force was a 29, and this is a
\n19… The 9 is something to note there…. So many things there are which we do
\nnot know ! <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

(Silence<\/i>)<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

I have already had the experience, partially, that when one is in
\nthis state of inner harmony and no part of the attention is turned towards the
\nbody, the body works perfectly well. It is this… \u201cself-concentration” which
\nupsets everything. And this I have observed many times, many times…. In
\nreality one does make<\/i> oneself ill. It
\nis the narrowness of consciousness, the division. If you let it work, there
\nis… everywhere there is a Consciousness and a Grace that do everything so
\nthat all may go well, and it is because of this imbecility that all goes wrong
\n\u2013 it is strange ! The ego-centric imbecility, it is that which Sri Aurobindo
\ncalls \u201cthe old man”. <\/span><\/p>\n

It is truly interesting. <\/span>
\n
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