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(Letter to Mother from Satprem)<\/i>
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Rameswaram, June 17, 1959
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Sweet Mother,
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I have received your card of the 13th. I dare not write, for everything is too confused as concerns the immediate realities.
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The only thing that affirms itself with a certitude and a greater and greater force is my soul. I cling to It with all my strength. It is my only refuge. If I did not have that, I would throw my life overboard, for the outer circumstances and the immediate future seem to me impossible, unlivable.
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I was touched by your blessings for Sujata and myself. But there lies another impossibility.
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These last days I have come to realize that to blame all my ‘crises’ on the hostile forces is perhaps to oversimplify things. I understand better and better, for in my suffering, my soul is all I have and I rely on that alone; otherwise I could never bear all that I have borne, all that I still bear. I understand, too, that there was also a truth in the force which periodically impelled me to leave, the truth of that destiny in me which is not fulfilled in the Ashram.
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Page 320<\/font><\/p>\n Mother, I have suffered so much and prayed so much this last while that I am sure my soul cannot but arrange circumstances in such a way that somehow I may live at last – that somehow EVERYTHING may truly <\/i>become reconciled: not later on or ‘one of these days,’ but soon – for it cannot go on any longer; I <\/i>am at my end. Mother, I have prayed with so much truth in my heart that I am sure the gods will come to help me, and that you will help me, too. I think not only of Sujata, but of all these destinies that are being stifled within me. Your child, Signed: <\/i>Satprem P.S. Yes, I too am sure that the ‘great secret is to give oneself,’ but perhaps this can be too easily misunderstood, and I do not believe that ‘to give oneself’ means to mutilate oneself. As for the rest, well, my life obviously <\/i>belongs to That and is meaningless except for That. Would you please tell me whether I may really write to my mother that I am coming to see her? Page 321<\/font><\/p>\n <\/font><\/p>\n ISBN 2-902776-33-0<\/p>\n \n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" June 17, 1959 (Letter to Mother from Satprem) Rameswaram, June 17, 1959 Sweet Mother, I have received your card of the 13th. I dare not…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[141],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-5822","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-01-volume-01","wpcat-141-id"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5822","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=5822"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5822\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5822"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5822"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5822"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
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