{"id":5783,"date":"2013-07-13T02:04:08","date_gmt":"2013-07-13T02:04:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost\/?p=5783"},"modified":"2013-07-13T02:04:08","modified_gmt":"2013-07-13T02:04:08","slug":"090-august-16-1972-vol-13-volume-13","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/02-works-of-the-mother\/03-agenda\/13-volume-13\/090-august-16-1972-vol-13-volume-13","title":{"rendered":"-090_August 16_1972.htm"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><H3>August 16, 1972<\/H3><br \/>\n<P align=\"center\"><i>(Today is the day after Sri Aurobindo&#8217;s centenary. Hordes of<\/i><P align=\"center\"><i>&nbsp;people<br \/>\nline up in Mother&#8217;s corridors.)<\/i><br \/>\n<P>This morning I am seeing two hundred people &#8230; two hundred!<\/p>\n<p><i>How was it yesterday?<\/i><\/p>\n<p><P>I&#8217;d rather not say anything because&#8230;.<br \/>\n<P>According to what I had heard before, [[Conversation of August 2 (the two rival &quot;formations&quot;). ]]  according to that, it was a big victory. But nothing was visible. I didn&#8217;t say anything to anybody. Even so, several people felt it was the beginning of something.<br \/>\n<P>It&#8217;s a long story&#8230;. Some adverse forces had banded together and decided that I was going to die yesterday. And it was true, it happened, there was an attack. In that sense a real victory took place at the balcony. But it was invisible.<br \/>\n<P>Now if this &#8230; (what&#8217;s the word?) this &quot;news&quot; is true, if it continues to be true, I should last till &#8230; I&#8217;ll be this way <i>(gesture in suspense or between two positions) <\/i>till my centenary, that is, 1978, then (still assuming this voice is true), the supramental transformation of the body will begin.<br \/>\n<P>Is it true? I have no idea. That&#8217;s what I was told.<br \/>\n<P>I have no idea.<br \/>\n<P>I am like this <i>(hands offered upward).<\/i><br \/>\n<P align=\"right\"><i>(silence)<\/i><br \/>\n<P>Can my body follow? That&#8217;s the question.<br \/>\n<P>My body is constantly like this <i>(same gesture): <\/i>what You will, Lord, what You will&#8230;. But it must nevertheless undergo a transformation.<br \/>\n<P>And you, what did you feel yesterday?<\/p>\n<p><i>I can&#8217;t really say, Mother. There was too much turmoil in the<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>&nbsp;atmosphere. [[Ten thousand people in a carnival atmosphere amidst incense sticks and stalls reminiscent of Lourdes. Not to mention the &quot;embellishments&quot; to the Samadhi, the &quot;embellishments&quot; to Sri Aurobindo&#8217;s room, whose floor &#8211; where he had walked so much that he had left on it the imprint of his footsteps &#8211; has been covered with glue and blue linoleum. ]] <\/i>\n  <\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><font size=\"2\">Page 270<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p><P>Oh, yes!<\/p>\n<p><i>Difficult to say&#8230;. Sri Aurobindo&#8217;s Presence, of course.<\/i><\/p>\n<p><P>Oh, yes! Ohh, very strongly&#8230;.<br \/>\n<P align=\"right\"><i>(long silence)<\/i><br \/>\n<P>I am like this <i>(same gesture, hands open).<\/i><br \/>\n<P align=\"right\"><i>(Mother plunges in <br \/>one can hear the humming of <br \/>the crowd outside and loudspeakers)<\/i><br \/>\n<P>They told me I had to see two hundred people this morning &#8211; two hundred. This morning.<\/p>\n<p><i>Thank God you exist, Mother!<\/i><\/p>\n<p><P>Mon petit &#8230; <i>(Mother takes Satprem&#8217;s hands).<\/i><br \/>\n<P>Next month it&#8217;ll be better, we&#8217;ll have more peace.<br \/>\n<P>We&#8217;ll have more peace&#8230;.<br \/>\n<P align=\"center\"><font size=\"2\">Page 271<\/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>August 16, 1972 (Today is the day after Sri Aurobindo&#8217;s centenary. Hordes of&nbsp;people line up in Mother&#8217;s corridors.) 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