{"id":5675,"date":"2013-07-13T02:03:34","date_gmt":"2013-07-13T02:03:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost\/?p=5675"},"modified":"2013-07-13T02:03:34","modified_gmt":"2013-07-13T02:03:34","slug":"109-november-4-1972-vol-13-volume-13","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/02-works-of-the-mother\/03-agenda\/13-volume-13\/109-november-4-1972-vol-13-volume-13","title":{"rendered":"-109_November 4_1972.htm"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><H3>November 4, 1972<\/H3><br \/>\n<P>The whole subconscient is <i>&#8230; (gesture of something rising up en<\/i><P> <i>&nbsp;masse).<\/i><br \/>\n<P align=\"right\"><i>(silence)<\/i><br \/>\n<P>And then &#8230; how can I put this? &#8230; It isn&#8217;t sensation or knowledge, it&#8217;s a kind of &#8230; <i>(Mother feels the air between her fingers)<\/i>, you can&#8217;t even say conviction: it&#8217;s a certitude &#8211; a certitude in the perception &#8211; that Bliss is there &#8230; right there, WAITING FOR us, but a whole world of contradictions that have been repressed in the subconscient keeps rising up from the subconscient to prevent us from feeling it. So &#8230; you could say it&#8217;s a battlefield, but in a perfect calm.<br \/>\n<P>It&#8217;s impossible to describe.<br \/>\n<P>Impossible to describe.<br \/>\n<P>When I remain still and enter that Consciousness, time flies with fantastic speed, in a kind of &#8230; luminous calm. But the slightest thing that pulls me out of it seems to pull me into hell. Exactly.<br \/>\n<P>The discomfort is so great one feels one couldn&#8217;t last a minute or a few minutes like that. So one &#8230; one calls the Divine&#8230;. You feel like curling up in the Divine.<br \/>\n<P>And then it goes well.<br \/>\n<P align=\"right\"><i>(Mother plunges in<\/i><P align=\"right\"><i>&nbsp;but after a<br \/>\nwhile she seems ill at ease)<\/i><br \/>\n<P align=\"center\"><font size=\"2\">Page 308<\/font><\/p>\n<p><\/b><\/p>\n<p align=\"right\" style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>November 4, 1972 The whole subconscient is &#8230; (gesture of something rising up en &nbsp;masse). (silence) And then &#8230; how can I put this? &#8230;&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[140],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-5675","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-13-volume-13","wpcat-140-id"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5675","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=5675"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5675\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5675"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5675"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5675"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}