What I told you last time is not to be published – it’s all right for the Agenda. I <\/i>mean what I said about the people around me.<\/p>\n
Yes, Mother, of course, all that is strictly for "the Agenda.<\/i><\/p>\n
Everything personal is for the Agenda.<\/i><\/p>\n
Yes, yes, of course.<\/i><\/p>\n
(Mother unties a garland of flowers from her wrist)<\/i>
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Do you like patience?<\/p>\n
I don’t know if I like it, but it’s useful!<\/i><\/p>\n
(Mother laughs and gives Satprem a garland)<\/i>
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I have plenty! (two or three garlands around her wrist!) <\/i>What do you have to tell me?<\/p>\n
Nothing. I feel the … churning one is put through.<\/i><\/p>\n
Oh! …<\/p>\n
Sometimes it feels as if something were … raging ferociously.<\/i><\/p>\n
Yes, exactly. As if to demonstrate that you have to go through death in order to conquer death. Exactly. And just as you are about to cross the threshold, suddenly it’s all righted.
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I thought I was the only one experiencing that, and I was happy to do it for everybody, but evidently some people feel it also – you feel it.<\/p>\n
Oh, do I! Dash it all, it’s … I feel something ferociously raging. <\/i><\/p>\n
Yes, that’s right, quite. And it shows there’s a sort of … difference – a
\nmere difference of attitude; a difference of attitude: the body can either fall
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Page 251<\/font><\/p>\n almost the same procedure; only the attitude is different. If you have Yes.<\/i><\/p>\n Strange.<\/p>\n Yes. But unfortunately in my case, when this happens, when<\/i><\/p>\n that fog, I am completely engulfed in a cloud. Somewhere in the<\/i><\/p>\n background there is still a sort of memory of the Truth, but at<\/i><\/p>\n the time I am completely engulfed.<\/i><\/p>\n<\/p>\n Oh! …<\/p>\n Entrapped in an opaque cloud … it’s terrible.<\/i><\/p>\n But all you have to do is … feel that divine Presence within you, you know, stronger than everything. One feels It could revive all the dead if It wanted – just like that, you know. To that Presence … it doesn’t make any difference. [[Perhaps because the difference between life and death is not what we imagine! ]] My body is learning to repeat unceasingly: what You will, what You will … (Mother opens her hands).<\/i> I have no preference: it’s REALLY what You will. For a time, I had hoped to be conscious of "what You will" – but now there’s only: what You will (hands open).<\/i> To be conscious of You. To be conscious of You. (Mother closes her eyes,<\/i> palms upwards, and plunges in. Page 252<\/font> <\/p>\n <\/b><\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" July 29, 1972 What I told you last time is not to be published – it’s all right for the Agenda. I mean what I…<\/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-5712","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\/5712","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=5712"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5712\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5712"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5712"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5712"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
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\nabsolute trust in the Divine and feel to what point the Divine is everywhere and
\nin everything, if you want to depend only on the Divine, belong only to the
\nDivine, then it’s perfect. But the least conflict … and it’s like the gates of
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