Mother gives "Transformation" flowers <\/i>
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and slips one through her buttonhole<\/i>
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A general transformation!
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I have my own here…. So it withers, and when I have my bath I take it out and put it in a glass of water – half an hour later, it’s as fresh as if it had just been born! It’s very pretty.
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It’s my joy in life.
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Every morning, I must say, I spend three quarters of an hour arranging flowers like that, and it’s all joyful – light, light in everything, without darkness.
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(Then Satprem asks Mother about the conversation of November<\/i>
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\n– the turning point of 1962 and the awakening of the cells’<\/i>
\nconsciousness – which he would like to publish in the forth<\/i>
\ncoming February issue of the "Bulletin," in "A Propos.")<\/i>
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It’s too personal.<\/p>\n
But it’s so clear! It’s the first time you have made the thing so<\/i><\/p>\n
clear.<\/i><\/p>\n<\/p>\n
(After a long silence)<\/i> I know that people will be happy,
but
\nit will give me a lot of trouble.<\/p>\n
You think it will cause you difficulties?<\/i><\/p>\n
I am constantly invaded (it won’t be much worse than it is!). At one point it was very difficult, but now it’s beginning to … I’ve reconciled myself to it. I think it’s the body that reacts, but it’s growing more and more impersonal, I think.
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People understand so poorly – but what can be done about that? In the whole country, the number of things written about me, each one of them as stupid as the next … all because of those ninety years. What a fuss they make over those ninety years!
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You understand, I would have liked it to become public once the
body’s appearance had been transformed – then it becomes interesting, *** Soon afterwards<\/i> This morning I was shown photos again, photos I had never seen, which I am asked to sign for people who’ve bought them…. In one I look like Annie Besant! (Mother laughs) <\/i>There are all sorts! But in one of them I seem to be shut in a world of darkness and unconsciousness, and if you look at the face … it really looks desperate – not desperate, but unhappy. Things of that sort, which I had never noticed. They’re sold by the thousands, mon petit! <\/b><\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" December 2, 1967 Mother gives "Transformation" flowers and slips one through her buttonhole A general transformation! I have my own here…. So it withers, and…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[139],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-5555","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-08-volume-08","wpcat-139-id"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5555","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5555"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5555\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5555"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5555"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5555"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
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