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\nPrayers and Meditations <\/font><\/p>\n

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\nNovember<\/i> 2, 1912 <\/b> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nALTHOUGH my whole being is in theory consecrated 
\nto Thee, O Sublime Master, who art the life, the light and the love in all
\nthings, I still find it hard to carry out this consecration in detail. It has
\ntaken me several weeks to learn. that the reason for this written meditation,
\nits justification, lies in the very fact of addressing it daily to Thee. In this
\nway I shall put into material shape each day a little of the conversation I have
\nso often with Thee, I shall make my confession to Thee as well as it may be, not
\nbecause I think I can tell Thee anything\u2014for Thou art Thyself everything, but
\nour artificial and exterior way of seeing and understanding  is, if it may
\nbe so said, foreign to Thee, opposed  to Thy nature. Still, by turning
\ntowards Thee, by immersing myself in Thy light at the moment when
\nI consider these things, little by little I shall see them
\nmore like what they really are,\u2014until the day when,
\nhaving made myself one in identity with Thee, I shall <\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage – 1<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nno<\/i> more have anything to say to Thee, for then I shall
\nbe Thou. This is the goal that I would reach; towards
\nthis victory all my efforts will tend more and more.
\nI aspire for the day when I can no longer say "I", for
\nI shall be Thou.<\/i> <\/font><\/p>\n

\nHow many times a day, still, I act without
\nmy action 
\nbeing consecrated to Thee; I at once become
\naware of it by an indefinable uneasiness which is
\ntranslated in the sensibility of my body by a pang in
\nmy heart. I then make my action objective to myself
\nand it seems to me ridiculous, childish or blameworthy; I deplore it, for a moment I am sad, until I dive into
\nThee and, there losing myself with a child’s confidence, 
\nawait from Thee the inspiration and strength
\nneeded to set right the error in me and around me,\u2014
\ntwo things that are one; for I have now a constant and
\nprecise perception of the universal unity determining
\nan absolute interdependence of all actions. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nNovember<\/i> 3, 1912<\/a><\/b> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nTHY Light is in me like a vivifiying fire and Thy
\ndivine Love penetrates me: I aspire with all my
\nbeing that Thou mayest reign as sovereign Lord in this body whose will is to become Thy docile
\ninstrument and Thy faithful servant. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage – 2<\/font><\/p>\n

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\n
\nNovember<\/font><\/i> 19, 1912<\/font><\/a> <\/font>
\n<\/b><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nI SAID yesterday to that Englishman who is seeking
\nfor Thee with so sincere a desire, that I had definitively 
\nfound Thee, that the Union was constant. Such
\nis indeed the state of which I am conscious. All my
\nthoughts go towards Thee, all my acts are consecrated
\nto Thee; Thy Presence is for me an absolute, immutable, 
\ninvariable fact, and Thy Peace dwells constantly
\nin my heart. Yet I know that this state of union is
\npoor and precarious compared with that which it will
\nbecome possible for me to realise tomorrow, and I am
\nas yet far, no doubt very far, from that identification in
\nwhich I shall totally lose the notion of the "I", of that
\n"<\/i>I" which I still use in order to express myself, but
\nwhich is each time a constraint, like a term unfit to express 
\nthe thought that is seeking for expression. It seems
\nto me indispensable for human communication, but
\nall depends on what this "I" manifests; and how many
\ntimes already, when I pronounce it, it is Thou who
\nspeakest in me, for I have lost the sense of separativity. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nBut all this is still in embryo and will continue to
\ngrow towards perfection. What an appeasing assurance
\nthere is in this serene confidence in Thy All-Might! <\/font><\/p>\n

\nThou art all, everywhere, and in all, and this body
\nwhich acts is Thy own body, just as is the visible universe 
\nin its entirety; it is Thou who breathest, thinkest
\nand lovest in this substance which, being Thyself,
\ndesires to be Thy willing servant. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage – 3<\/font><\/p>\n

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\n
\nNovember 26,<\/i> 1912<\/a> <\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nWHAT a hymn of thanksgiving should I not be
\nraising at each moment unto Thee! Everywhere 
\nand in everything around me Thou revealest
\nThyself and in me Thy Will and Consciousness express
\nthemselves always more and more clearly, even to the
\npoint of my having almost entirely lost the gross,
\nillusion of "me" and "mine". If a few shadows, a few
\nflaws can be seen in the great Light which manifests
\nThee, how shall they bear for long the marvellous
\nbrightness of Thy resplendent Love? This morning,
\nthe consciousness that I had of the way Thou art
\nfashioning this being which was "I", can be roughly
\nrepresented by a great diamond cut with regular
\ngeometrical facets, a diamond in its cohesion, firmness,
\npure limpidity, transparency, but a brilliant and
\nradiant flame in its intense ever-progressive life. But it
\nwas something more, something better than all that;.
\nfor nearly all sensation inner and outer was exceeded
\nand that image only presented itself to my mind as I
\nreturned to conscious contact with the outer world.
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nIt is Thou that makest the experience fertile. Thou
\nwho renderest life progressive. Thou who compellest
\nthe darkness to vanish in an instant before the Light,<\/font><\/p>\n

\nThou who givest to Love all its power. Thou who
\neverywhere raisest up Matter in this ardent and wonderful aspiration, in this sublime thirst for Eternity.
\nThou<\/i> everywhere and always; nothing but Thou<\/i> in
\nthe essence and in the manifestation. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage – 4<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\nO Shadow and Illusion, dissolve! O Suffering, fade
\nand disappear! Lord Supreme, art Thou not there! <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n
\n
\n
\nNovember<\/font><\/i><\/b> 28, 1912<\/font><\/a> <\/font>
\n<\/b> <\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nTHE outer life, the activity of each day and each
\ninstant, is it not the indispensable complement
\nof our hours of meditation and contemplation ? And
\nis not the proportion of time given to each the exact
\nimage of the proportion which exists between the
\namount of effort to be made for the preparation and
\nrealisation ? For meditation, contemplation. Union is
\nthe result obtained\u2014the flower that blooms; the daily
\nactivity is the anvil on which all the elements must
\npass and re-pass in order to be purified, refined, made
\nsupple and ripe for the illumination which contemplation 
\ngives to them. All these elements must be thus
\npassed one after the other through the crucible before
\nouter activity becomes needless for the integral development. 
\nThen is this activity turned into the means to
\nmanifest Thee so as to awaken the other centres of
\nconsciousness to the same dual work of the forge and
\nthe illumination. Therefore are pride and satisfaction
\nwith oneself the worst of all obstacles. Very modestly
\nwe must take advantage of all the minute opportunities
\noffered to knead and purify some of the innumerable
\nelements, to make them supple, to make them impersonal, 
\nto teach them forgetfulness of self and <\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage – 5<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\nabnegation and devotion and kindness and gentleness; and when all these modes of being have become habitual 
\nto them, then are they ready to participate in the
\nContemplation, and to identify themselves with Thee
\nin the supreme Concentration. That is why it seems
\nto me that the work must be long and slow even for
\nthe best, and that striking conversions cannot be integral. 
\nThey change the orientation of the being, they
\nput it definitively on the straight path; but truly to
\nattain the goal, none can escape the need of in-
\nnumerable experiences of every kind and every
\ninstant. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nO Supreme Master, who shinest in my being
\nand each thing, let Thy Light be manifest and the
\nreign of Thy Peace come for all. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n
\n
\n
\nDecember 2,<\/font><\/i><\/b> 1912<\/font><\/a> <\/font><\/p>\n

<\/b> <\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nSo long as one element of the being, one movement
\nof the thought is still subjected to outside influences, 
\nnot solely under Thine, it cannot be said
\nthat the true Union is realised; there is still the horrible
\nmixture without order and light,\u2014for that element,
\nthat movement is a world, a world of disorder and
\ndarkness, as is the entire earth in the material world; as is the material world in the entire universe.<\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage – 6<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\n
\nDecember<\/i> 3, 1912<\/a> <\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nLAST night I had the experience of the effectivity of
\nconfident surrender to Thy guidance; when it is
\nneedful that something should be known, one knows
\nit, and the more passive the mind to Thy illumination,
\nthe clearer and the more adequate is its expression.
\n<\/font><\/p>\n

\nI listened to Thee as Thou spokest in me, and I
\nwould have liked to write down what Thou saidst, so
\nthat the formula in all its precision might not be lost <\/font><\/p>\n

\n\u2014for now I should not be able to repeat what was
\nsaid. Then I thought that this care for conservation
\nwas again an insulting lack of confidence towards
\nThee, for Thou canst make of me all that I need to
\nbe, and in the measure in which my attitude allows.
\nThee to act on me and in me. Thy omnipotence has
\nno limits. To know that at each instant what must
\nbe surely is, as perfectly as is possible, for all those
\nwho know how to see Thee in everything and everywhere! 
\nNo more fear, no more uneasiness, no more
\nanguish; nothing but a perfect Serenity, an absolute
\nConfidence, a supreme unwavering Peace. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nDecember<\/i> 5, 1912<\/a> <\/b> <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nIN Peace and Silence the Eternal manifests: allow
\nnothing to disturb you and the Eternal will manifest; 
\nhave perfect equality in face of all and the Eternal <\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage – 7<\/font><\/p>\n

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\nwill be there……Yes, we should not put too much intensity, too much effort into our seeking
\nfor Thee;
\nthe effort and intensity become a veil in front of Thee: we must not desire to see Thee, for that is still a mental
\nagitation which obscures Thy Eternal Presence; it is
\nin the most complete Peace, Serenity and Equality
\nthat all is Thou even as Thou art all, and the least
\nvibration in this perfectly pure and calm atmosphere
\nis an obstacle to Thy manifestation. No haste, no
\ninquietude, no tension; Thou, nothing but Thou,
\nwithout any analysis or any objectivising, and Thou
\nart there without a possible doubt, for all becomes
\na.<\/i> Holy Peace and a Sacred Silence. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nAnd that is better than all the meditations in the
\nworld. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n
\nDecember<\/i> 7, 1912<\/a> <\/font><\/b><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nLIKE a flame that bums in silence, like a perfume
\nthat rises straight upward without wavering, my love goes to Thee; and like the child who does not
\nreason and has no care, I trust myself to Thee that
\nThy Will may be done, that Thy Light may manifest,
\nThy Peace radiate. Thy Love cover the world. When
\nThou wiliest I shall be in Thee, Thyself, and there
\nshall be no more any distinction; I await that blessed hour without impatience of any kind, letting myself
\nflow irresistibly toward it as a peaceful stream flows
\ntoward the boundless ocean. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage – 9<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\nThy Peace is in me, and in that Peace I see Thee
\nalone present in everything, with the calm of Eternity. <\/font><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\n
\n
\n
\nDecember<\/font><\/i> 1O, 1912<\/font><\/a> <\/font>
\n<\/b><\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nO SUPREME Master, Eternal Teacher, it has been
\nonce more granted me to verify the unequalled
\neffectivity of a full confidence in Thy leading. Thy
\nLight was manifested through my mouth yesterday
\nand it met no resistance in me; the instrument was
\nwilling, supple, keen of edge. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nIt is Thou who art the doer in each thing and
\n<\/b>each <\/b>being, and he who is near enough to Thee to see Thee
\nin all actions without exception, will know how
\n<\/b>to <\/b>transform each act into a benediction. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nTo abide always in Thee is the one thing that
\nmatters, always and ever more and more in Thee,
\nbeyond illusions and the deceptions of the senses, not
\ndrawing back from action, refusing it, rejecting it\u2014
\na struggle useless and pernicious\u2014but living Thee
\nalone in the act whatever it may be, ever and always
\nThee; then the illusion is dispelled, the falsehoods’
\nof the senses vanish, the bond of consequences is broken, all is transformed into a manifestation of the
\nglory of Thy Eternal Presence. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nSo let it be! <\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage – 10<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\n
\n
\n
\nDecember<\/font><\/i> 11, 1912<\/font><\/a> <\/font><\/b> <\/p>\n

\n <\/p>\n

\nI AWAIT, without haste, without inquietude, the tearing of another veil, the Union made more
\ncomplete. 
\nI know that the veil is formed of a whole mass of
\nsmall imperfections, of attachments without number…
\nHow shall all these disappear? Slowly, as the result
\nof countless small efforts and a vigilence not faltering
\neven for a moment, or suddenly, through a great
\nillumination of Thy All-Puissant Love? I know not,
\nI do not even put to myself the question; I wait,
\nkeeping watch as best as I can, in the certitude that
\nnothing exists save Thy Will, that Thou alone art
\nthe doer and I am the instrument; and when the
\ninstrument is ready for a completer manifestation, 
\nthe manifestation will quite naturally take place.<\/font><\/p>\n

\n Already there is heard from behind the veil the wordless symphony of gladness that reveals Thy
\nsublime Presence. <\/font><\/p>\n

\nPage – 1O<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

\n
\n <\/font>HOME<\/span><\/a><\/font><\/b><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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