{"id":4151,"date":"2013-07-13T01:53:47","date_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:53:47","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost\/?p=4151"},"modified":"2013-07-13T01:53:47","modified_gmt":"2013-07-13T01:53:47","slug":"17-20-may-to-5-aug-1970-vol-11-notes-on-the-way-volume-11","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/02-works-of-the-mother\/01-cwmce\/11-notes-on-the-way-volume-11\/17-20-may-to-5-aug-1970-vol-11-notes-on-the-way-volume-11","title":{"rendered":"-17_20 May to 5 Aug 1970.htm"},"content":{"rendered":"\n\n
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\n 20 May 1970 <\/font> <\/span><\/b><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

Are we following your
\nexperience even a little? What should we do to be a little more in the
\nmovement? <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

Some are
\nbeginning to have experiences; some have the experiences but do not know! (Mother laughs<\/i>) It has some effect. <\/span><\/p>\n

The greatest difficulty, as always, is the mind, because it wants to understand in its own way.<\/i>
\nThat is the difficulty… There are some who would go much more quickly if they
\ndid not have that. They have the feeling that if they do not understand
\nmentally they have not understood.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span>Page – 234<\/span><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

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


\n27 June
\n1970 <\/font> <\/span><\/b><\/a><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

Since long you have not
\nspoken..<\/span><\/i>. <\/span>
\n
\n <\/span><\/p>\n

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

 <\/span><\/p>\n

To express,
\nthere must be a minimum of mentalisation<\/span>, and that is
\nvery difficult because it is the body that is busy having all kinds of
\nexperiences and is learning, but as soon as it tries to express itself, it
\nsays, \u201cNo, it is not true, it is not so.\u201d… (Mother draws small narrow squares<\/i>) It is like drawing geometrical
\ndesigns with life. That is its impression. <\/span><\/p>\n

Even otherwise, it is inexpressible, because it is multiple,
\ncomplex, and if you do not lay it out in an explanation… it cannot even be
\nsaid. And as you lay it out in an explanation, at that very moment it is no
\nmore true. <\/span><\/p>\n

All these days, it is this experience of the consciousness that just
\na little displacement (how to say it?), just a little change of attitude, which
\ncannot even be expressed, and in one case one is in divine bliss, and, things
\nremaining the same, it becomes almost a torture ! And it is constantly so.
\nWell, there are moments when the body would scream in pain and… and just a
\nlittle, just a little change, which is almost inexpressible, and the thing
\nbecomes bliss \u2013 it becomes… the other thing, it becomes this extraordinary
\nthing, the Divine everywhere. And so the body all the while is moving from the
\none to the other, like a kind of gymnastic, a struggle of the consciousness
\nbetween the two. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/span>And it becomes extremely
\nacute; sometimes there are seconds when the body says, \u201cAh! I have had enough
\nof it, enough\u201d and pfft<\/span> ! (Mother makes a gesture of reversal<\/i>.) Then, it is impossible to say.
\nWhatever is said is no more truly true. <\/span><\/p>\n

And all the suffering vibrations are, as it were, sustained by the
\nmass of the general human consciousness \u2013 yes, it is that.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span>Page – 235<\/span><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

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

 
\nAnd the other is sustained by… something that does not seem to intervene, it
\nseems to be like that (gesture meaning
\nimmutable<\/i>) in comparison with this human mass trying to express itself….
\nSo it is impossible to say all that. <\/span><\/p>\n

And constantly, constantly there is either this immutable Peace \u2013
\nthis superlative Peace, which is greater than any peace that one can feel \u2013 and
\nat the same time, one knows (it cannot be said \u201cone feels”, but one knows)
\nthat so great is the rapidity of the movement of transformation that it cannot
\nbe perceived materially. And the two are conjoined and this body passes from
\none to the other, and sometimes… sometimes the two are almost together (Mother shakes her head, indicating that it
\nis impossible to express herself<\/i>). <\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/span>And then, it gives to the
\nvision of ordinary things, that is to say, of life as it is, the perception
\n\u2013from the point of view, not divine, but as compared with the Divine \u2013 of a
\ngeneral madness, and no difference is truly perceptible between what men call \u201cinsane\u201d
\nand what they call \u201creasonable\u201d…. Yes, it is… it is comic, this difference
\nthat men make. One would like to tell them: \u201cBut you are all alike, in
\ndifferent degrees !\u201d… So… <\/span><\/p>\n

And all that is a world<\/i>
\nof simultaneous perceptions; so truly it is impossible to speak. <\/span><\/p>\n

That, there is nothing there (Mother
\ntouches her head<\/i>), nothing passes that way, nothing is there. It is
\nsomething… something that has no precise form but has innumerable <\/i>experiences at the same time, with a capacity for
\nexpression that has remained what it is, that is to say, incapable. <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

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

 <\/span><\/p>\n

For example, there is, at the same time, for whatever happens, the
\nexplanation (\u201cexplanation\u201d is not the right word, but after all…), the
\nexplanation of the ordinary human consciousness (\u201cordinary\u201d, I do not mean
\ncommonplace, I mean human consciousness), the explanation such as Sri Aurobindo
\ngives<\/span><\/p>\n

\n Page – 236<\/span><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

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

through an
\nillumined mind, and… the divine perception. All the three simultaneously for
\nthe same thing \u2013 how, how to describe this? <\/span><\/p>\n

And it is constant, all the while in this way. And then that (Mother points to her body<\/i>), it is not in
\na condition to express itself, it is not the time for expression. <\/span><\/p>\n

It is so to such a degree that even when I write, it is like that.
\nSo I try to put whatever can be contained into our stupid formulas \u2013 and I put
\nin so much! so much! which cannot be expressed through words \u2013 and then when
\nthey read out to me what I have written, I am tempted to say, \u201cYou are joking
\nwith me, you have taken everything out of it !”<\/span><\/p>\n

\n Page – 237<\/span><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

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


\n1 July 1970<\/font><\/span><\/b><\/a> <\/font> <\/span><\/b><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

I had an experience which was for me interesting, because it was
\nfor the first time. It was yesterday or the day before, I do not remember. X
\nwas there just in front of me, and I saw her psychic being, dominating over her
\nby so much (gesture indicating about
\ntwenty centimetres<\/span><\/i>), taller. It was the first
\ntime. Her physical being was small and her psychic being was so much bigger.
\nAnd it was an unsexed being, neither man nor woman. Then I said to myself (possibly
\nit is always so, I do not know, but here I noticed it very clearly), I said to
\nmyself, \u201cBut it is the psychic being, it is that which will materialise<\/span>
\nitself and become the supramental being!\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n

I saw it, it was so. There were particularities, but these were
\nnot well-marked, and it was clearly a being that was neither man nor woman,
\nhaving the combined characteristics of both. And it was bigger than the person
\nand in every way overtopped her by about so much (gesture surpassing the physical body by about twenty centimetres<\/span><\/i>); she was there and it was like this (same gesture<\/i>). And it had this colour<\/span>… this colour<\/span>… which if
\nit became quite material would be the colour<\/span> of
\nAuroville.\u00b9 It was fainter, as though behind a veil, it was not absolutely precise,
\nbut it was that colour<\/span>. There was hair on the head,
\nbut… it was somewhat different. I shall see better perhaps another time. But
\nit interested me very much, because it was as though that being were telling
\nme, \u201cBut you are busy looking to see what kind of being the supramental will
\nbe\u00a0 <\/span>there it is ! There, it is that.\u201d And
\nit was there. It was the psychic being of the person. <\/span><\/p>\n

So, one understands. One understands: the psychic being materialises<\/span> itself… and that gives continuity to evolution.
\nThis creation gives altogether the feeling that there is nothing arbitrary,
\nthere is a kind of divine logic behind and it is not like our human logic, it
\nis very much superior to ours \u2013 but there <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

\n\u00b9 <\/font> <\/span>Orange.<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

\nPage – 238<\/span><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

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

is one, and that was fully satisfied when I saw this. <\/span><\/p>\n

It is really interesting. I was very interested. It was there,
\ncalm and quiet, and it said to me, \u201cYou were looking, well, there it is, yes,
\nit is that!\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n

And then I understood why the mind and the vital were sent out of
\nthis body, leaving the psychic \u2013 naturally it was that which had been always
\ngoverning all the movements, so it was nothing new, but there are no
\ndifficulties any more: all the complications that were coming from the vital
\nand the mental, adding their impressions and tendencies, all gone. And I
\nunderstood: \u201cAh! It is that, it is this psychic being which has to become the
\nsupramental being.\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n

But I never sought to know what its appearance was like. And when
\nI saw X, I understood. And I see it, I am seeing it still, I have kept the
\nmemory. It was as though the hair on the head was red (but it was not like
\nthat). And its expression! An expression so fine, and sweetly ironical… oh!
\nextraordinary, extraordinary. <\/span><\/p>\n

And you understand, I had my eyes open, it was almost a material
\nvision. <\/span><\/p>\n

So one understands. All of a sudden all the questions have
\nvanished, it has become very clear, very simple. <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

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

 <\/span><\/p>\n

And it is precisely the psychic that survives. So, if it materialises<\/span> itself, it means the abolition of death. But
\n\u201cabolition\u201d… nothing is abolished except what is not in accordance with the
\nTruth, which goes away… whatever is not capable of transforming itself in the
\nimage of the psychic and becoming an integral part of the psychic. <\/span><\/p>\n

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

 <\/span>Page – 239<\/span><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

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


\n5 August
\n1970 <\/font> <\/span><\/b><\/a><\/p>\n

\n <\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

This Consciousness that came more than a year ago, a year and a
\nhalf now, seems to be working very very<\/span> hard, very
\npositively, for sincerity. It does not allow \u201cpretence”, that one should pretend
\nto be that and not be that. He\u00b9\u00a0 <\/span>wants
\nthat the thing should be the true thing<\/i>.
\n<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Yes, everything comes
\nup. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

It is an
\nexcellent mentor for this body, it is giving it lessons continually…. I do not
\nknow if all bodies are like that, but this one feels just like a little child
\nand it wants<\/i> to go to school, it
\nwants to be shown where it is making a mistake and to learn everything. And it
\nis learning constantly. But whatever comes from outside… This is very
\ninteresting: the Consciousness, the Consciousness there (gesture upward<\/i>) is influenced by nothing: it is the witness, it
\nsees, but does not receive; the body still receives vibrations: when certain
\npeople come and sit before me, all of a sudden there are pains, things do not
\ngo well, but the body knows now (naturally it knows that it is suffering), but
\nit does not blame others, it blames itself; it takes that as indicating the
\npoints that are still not solely under the divine influence. And from this
\npoint of view the thing is very interesting…. It knows the distance there is
\nbetween the consciousness of the being which uses it and itself, and it does
\nnot suffer for that but is full of a perfect humility, a perfect modesty. And
\nit is not surprised, it is not anxious, because it is: \u201cLet Thy will be done;
\nit is not my affair, I am not capable of judging and I do not try \u2013 let \u2013 Thy
\nwill be done.\u201d So, the body is like that (gesture,
\npassive and abandoned<\/i>). And when it disappears, when it is wholly, wholly
\nsurrendered, does no more exist by itself,<\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

\n\u00b9 <\/font> <\/span>In this instance Mother has used \u201cHe\u201d in
\norder to designate this Consciousness.<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

\nPage – 240<\/span><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

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

\n <\/font><\/span>then the
\nForce passing through it becomes… sometimes formidable. Sometimes one can
\nsee, the witness consciousness can see that there should truly be no limit to
\nthe possibilities. But it is not yet that, it is far from that…. It comes as
\nan example of what can be. But… before it becomes spontaneous and natural… <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

\n
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0
\n<\/font>
\n<\/span>(<\/font><\/span>Long
\nsilence<\/span><\/i>) <\/span> <\/span><\/p>\n

Do you have
\nanything to say? <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

I do not know if it is
\ncorrect, but I have the feeling that there is a certain difference between what
\nwas a few years ago and what is now, in your presence with us, if I may say so.
\nFor example, formerly I often had the feeling that you were actively with us,
\nor you were actively busy with us; now, I do not know if it is exact but I have
\nrather<\/span> the feeling that it is left to a force… not impersonal but…
\n<\/font> <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

\n <\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

Ah ! It is
\ntrue that much of the activity I have left to this Consciousness. This is true.
\nI let this Consciousness work actively, because… I found that truly it knows.
\nOtherwise, the feeling of nearness with you is much stronger than before \u2013 very
\nmuch stronger. I have almost the feeling that I am moving within you, which I
\ndid not have before. But perhaps, before, my consciousness used to put a
\npressure upon yours; now it must not be doing that any more, because… it is
\nas though I was doing it from within. <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

Yes, when one is with
\nyou, near you, this is evident, one feels it. Yes, one feels that you are
\nwithin<\/span><\/i>. <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

Yes, it is
\nthat. <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span><\/p>\n

It is quite that, but it
\nis rather when one is physically<\/span><\/i> <\/span> <\/span>away that one feels that
\none is more with something impersonal. I do not know if it is exact<\/span><\/i>. <\/span> <\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span>Page – 241<\/span><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

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

It may have become
\nimpersonal. I have the feeling that even the consciousness of the body has a
\nminimum of the personal in it. At times I no longer have the feeling of the
\nlimits of my body…. I do not know how to say it…. Yes, it is that, it is
\nalmost as though it had become fluid. And there should no longer be<\/i> any personal action. But precisely, inside (I
\ndo not know how to explain), it is not even something like a person who has
\nbecome so big as to take others within herself, it is not that: it is a force,
\na consciousness which is spread<\/i> over
\neverything. I do not feel any limit, I feel it is a thing spread out, even
\nphysically…. It is because of this that if someone comes with a very active
\ncritical sense, wanting to observe and judge, it is as though he enters within,
\nyou understand, and that upsets one inside. <\/span><\/p>\n

I do not think the action gives the feeling of a personal action \u2013
\nsince long it has been so (that is to say, since the beginning of the year at
\nleast). When people write to me saying that they felt I had done this or that
\nfor them, I am always taken by surprise. If they said, \u201cThe Force has done
\nthat\u201d or \u201cThe Consciousness has done that\u201d, that would appear to me more
\nnatural. <\/span><\/p>\n

What speaks, what observes is a centre of consciousness that is
\nthere (gesture up above<\/i>), but
\nnaturally not localised<\/span>: for communicating through
\nthe mouth and the senses, it is there (same
\ngesture<\/i>). But that has not the character of a personality…. Well, when I
\nam asked the question, \u201cHow do you see that?” it takes me a moment to
\nunderstand the question. I do not feel that it is a person who sees. <\/span><\/p>\n

Some experiences make me think that this sense of personal
\nlimitation is not necessary for physical existence; it is a thing that has to
\nbe learnt, but it is not necessary. It was always felt that a defined body was
\nnecessary to form separate individualities \u2013 <\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/font><\/span>Page – 242<\/span><\/p>\n

<\/p>\n
\n

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

\n <\/font><\/span>it is not
\nnecessary. One can live physically without that, the body can live without
\nthat…. Spontaneously, that is to say, left to its old habits and ways of being,
\nit is difficult; it produces an inner organisation that looks very much like
\ndisorder \u2013 it is difficult. Well, the problems come up all the while, for
\neverything \u2013 everything<\/i> \u2013 there is
\nnot a single activity of the body which does not face the question raised by
\nthis.1<\/sup> The process is no longer the old one, it is no more what it was; but as it
\nis, it has not become a habit, a spontaneous habit; that is to say, it is not
\nnatural, it requires the consciousness to be always on the watch \u2013 for
\neverything, even for swallowing food. And that makes life a little difficult
\nparticularly, yes, particularly when I am seeing people. I see a huge number of
\npeople (forty, fifty people every day) and each one brings something which
\nnecessitates that this Consciousness that works out all this has to adapt
\nitself to the things coming from outside…. And I see, many people fall ill
\n(or think they are ill or seem to get ill or are really so), but it becomes
\nconcrete in the body through their way of being, which is the old way; for this
\nnew physical consciousness, it can be avoided, but, oh! it means such a
\ndifficulty. One must maintain, through a sort of conscious concentration, a
\ncondition, a way of being which is not natural according to the old nature, but
\nwhich is evidently the new way of being. But in that way, illness can be
\navoided. But it is almost a Herculean task. <\/span><\/p>\n

It is difficult. <\/span><\/p>\n

You understand, all the impossibilities, all the \u201cthat cannot be,
\nthat cannot be done\u201d, all that has been swept away; but it is swept away in
\nprinciple, and it is busy trying to become a fact, a concrete fact. <\/span><\/p>\n

This is quite recent, that is, after the beginning of this year.
\nAnd then, there is all the old habit \u2013 one might say, ninety years of habit.
\nBut the body knows, it knows that it is only a habit. <\/span><\/p>\n

\n <\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

\n\u00b9<\/font><\/span> This absence of personal limits<\/font><\/span>.<\/font><\/span><\/p>\n

\nPage – 243<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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