{"id":6483,"date":"2013-07-13T02:07:59","date_gmt":"2013-07-13T02:07:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost\/?p=6483"},"modified":"2013-07-13T02:07:59","modified_gmt":"2013-07-13T02:07:59","slug":"58-august-5-1970-vol-11-volume-11","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/02-works-of-the-mother\/03-agenda\/11-volume-11\/58-august-5-1970-vol-11-volume-11","title":{"rendered":"-58_August 5_1970.htm"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><H3>August 5, 1970<\/H3><br \/>\n<P align=\"center\"><i>(This conversation was to be the last before a serious ordeal<\/i><P align=\"center\"><i>&nbsp;which once again took the form of a month-long &quot;illness.&quot; Let<\/i><P align=\"center\"><i>&nbsp;us note that on August 6, as if coincidentally, Mother&#8217;s faithful<\/i><P align=\"center\"><i>&nbsp;attendant, Vasudha,<br \/>\nwas to leave for Bombay to be operated on<\/i><P align=\"center\"><i>&nbsp;for<br \/>\ncancer. She was the last element Mother could rely on among<\/i><P align=\"center\"><i>&nbsp;those<br \/>\nphysically close to her. Henceforth, Mother would be alone<\/i><P align=\"center\"><i>&nbsp;with<br \/>\nher &quot;bodyguard&quot; and her doctor. On the same August 6,<\/i><P align=\"center\"><i>&nbsp;she<br \/>\ngot a cold and fever.)<\/i><br \/>\n<P>Funds have suddenly fallen flat, there&#8217;s nothing left! I am expecting money, but it&#8217;s not coming (money that should have come a month back). I hadn&#8217;t reached this condition in a long time&#8230;. <i>(Laughing)<\/i> I can&#8217;t pay the cashier anymore! And when I stop paying him, very soon it becomes astronomical amounts&#8230;. We&#8217;ll see.<br \/>\n<P align=\"center\"><font size=\"2\">Page 294<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p><P>Any new development? I haven&#8217;t seen Z [[The person who was to leave the Ashram and put her children in a Swiss school.  ]]  again.<br \/>\n<P><\/p>\n<p><i>Neither have I.<\/i><\/p>\n<p><P>There must have been some tension.<br \/>\n<P><\/p>\n<p><i>Yes, one can&#8217;t be here with impunity.<\/i><\/p>\n<p><P>Yes &#8230;<br \/>\n<P align=\"right\"><i>(Mother takes a flower by her side)<\/i><br \/>\n<P>Do you want &quot;Silence&quot;? &#8211; Not Satprem, no! <i>(Mother laughs)<\/i> You wouldn&#8217;t do your work anymore! <i>(To Sujata:)<\/i> Do you want?<br \/>\n<P align=\"right\"><i>(silence) <\/i><br \/>\n<P>Her son met with an accident.<br \/>\n<P><\/p>\n<p><i>Z&#8217;s son? Ohh!<\/i><\/p>\n<p><P>Yes, while riding a cycle he bumped into something, I don&#8217;t know what &#8211; nothing too serious, but he gashed his leg.<br \/>\n<P><\/p>\n<p><i>It&#8217;s a symbol.<\/i><\/p>\n<p><P>Yes. I found that &#8230; troublesome.<br \/>\n<P>But she won&#8217;t understand &#8230; unless the Grace makes her understand.<br \/>\n<P align=\"right\"><i>(long silence)<\/i><br \/>\n<P>This Consciousness which came more than a year ago (a year and a half now), it seems to be working very, very hard, very positively for sincerity. It doesn&#8217;t admit <i>pretenses,<\/i> people pretending to be something they aren&#8217;t. It wants it to be the TRUE THING.<br \/>\n<P><\/p>\n<p><i>Yes, everything is coming out into the open.<\/i><\/p>\n<p><P>And it disrupts arrangements like that, in the appearances.<P>&nbsp;It&#8217;s an excellent mentor for the body: it&#8217;s perpetually giving it lessons&#8230;. I don&#8217;t know if all bodies are like this, but this one feels like a very small child, and it WANTS to be &quot;in school,&quot; it wants to<P align=\"center\"><br \/>\n<font size=\"2\">Page 295<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p><P>&nbsp;be shown where it goes wrong and to learn things. And it&#8217;s constantly learning. But what comes from outside &#8230; This is very interesting: the Consciousness (the Consciousness there <i>[gesture above])<\/i> is influenced by nothing; it&#8217;s a witness, it sees, but it doesn&#8217;t receive. The body still receives vibrations: with some people, when they sit in front of me, suddenly there are pains, things going wrong; but now it knows (naturally it knows it&#8217;s in pain!), but it doesn&#8217;t put the blame on others: it puts it on itself, it takes it as an indication of the points that aren&#8217;t yet exclusively under the divine Influence. From that point of view, it&#8217;s very interesting&#8230;. It knows the gap between the consciousness of the being using it and itself; but it doesn&#8217;t suffer from it and has perfect humility and modesty. And it&#8217;s not surprised or worried, because its &quot;May Your Will be done.&quot; That has become an absolute law: &quot;May Your Will be done; it doesn&#8217;t concern me, I am incapable of judging, nor do I try: may Your Will be done.&quot; So then, it&#8217;s like this <i>(passive, offered gesture). <\/i>And when it disappears, when it&#8217;s wholly, completely surrendered and no longer exists by itself, then the Force going through becomes &#8230; sometimes it&#8217;s awesome. Sometimes one can see, the witness-consciousness can see that there would be really no limits to the possibilities. But it&#8217;s not &quot;that&quot; yet, far from it&#8230;. It comes as an example of what can be done. But &#8230; before it can be spontaneous and natural &#8230;<br \/>\n<P align=\"right\"><i>(long silence)<\/i><br \/>\n<P>What have you brought? Nothing?<br \/>\n<P><\/p>\n<p><i>I don&#8217;t know if this is correct, but I feel a certain<br \/>\n  difference<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>&nbsp;between a few years ago and now, in your presence<br \/>\n  with us, if I<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>&nbsp;may say so. For instance, in the past I often had the impression<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>&nbsp;that you were actively looking after us, while now (I don&#8217;t know<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>&nbsp;if this is correct), I rather feel it&#8217;s left to a force&#8230; not<br \/>\n  impersonal,<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>&nbsp;but&#8230;<\/i><\/p>\n<\/p>\n<p><P>Ah, a large part of the activity I have left to this Consciousness, that&#8217;s true. This Consciousness, I let it work actively, because &#8230; I&#8217;ve noticed it really knows. Otherwise, the sense of closeness with all of you is much greater than before &#8211; much greater. I almost feel I am moving about within you all (I didn&#8217;t feel that before). But before, maybe my consciousness was exerting a pressure on yours <i>(gesture of pressing with a thumb),<\/i> while now it probably no longer does, because &#8230; it&#8217;s as if I were doing it from within.<br \/>\n<P align=\"center\"><font size=\"2\">Page 296<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p><P><\/p>\n<p><i>Yes, when one is with you, near you, it&#8217;s obvious, it can be<br \/>\n  felt.<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>&nbsp;Yes, one feels you are within.<\/i><\/p>\n<\/p>\n<p><P>Yes, exactly.<br \/>\n<P><\/p>\n<p><i>Absolutely. But it&#8217;s rather when one is physically away, then<br \/>\n  one<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>&nbsp;feels one is more with something impersonal. I don&#8217;t know<br \/>\n  if<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>&nbsp;that&#8217;s correct.<\/i><\/p>\n<\/p>\n<p><P>It may have become impersonal. My impression is that even the body consciousness is as little personal as possible. At times I no longer feel my body&#8217;s limits&#8230;. (I don&#8217;t know how to put it&#8230;.) Yes, that&#8217;s right, it&#8217;s almost as if it had become fluid. And there must be NO MORE personal action. But within, yes (I don&#8217;t know how to explain); it&#8217;s not even like a person who might have expanded so as to take others within himself, it&#8217;s not that: it&#8217;s a force, a consciousness SPREAD OUT over things. I don&#8217;t get the sense of a limit: I have the sense of something spread out, even physically&#8230;. Besides, that&#8217;s how, with someone who comes with a very active critical sense, eager to observe and judge, it&#8217;s as if he entered within, you understand, it disturbs within.<br \/>\n<P>I don&#8217;t think the action gives the sense of a personal action &#8211; that stopped long ago (that is, since the beginning of the year at least). When people write to me that they felt &quot;I have done&quot; this or that for them, I am always surprised. If they said, &quot;The Force has done this&quot; or &quot;the Consciousness has done that,&quot; I would find it more natural.<br \/>\n<P>What speaks, what observes is a center of consciousness that&#8217;s here <i>(gesture above),<\/i> but naturally it&#8217;s not localized: it&#8217;s to communicate with the mouth and senses. It&#8217;s here <i>(same gesture above).<\/i> But it doesn&#8217;t have the character of a personality&#8230;. You understand, if someone asks me, &quot;How do you see this?&quot;, it takes me a moment to understand the question. I don&#8217;t get a sense of &quot;someone seeing.&quot;<br \/>\n<P>Certain experiences make me think that this sense of personal limitation<br \/>\nisn&#8217;t necessary to physical existence &#8211; it&#8217;s a thing we have to learn, but it&#8217;s<br \/>\nnot necessary. The impression had always been there that a body defined as<br \/>\nmaking up separate individualities is necessary &#8211; it&#8217;s not. One can live<br \/>\nphysically without that, the body can live without that&#8230;. Spontaneously, that<br \/>\nis to say, left to its old habits and ways of being, it&#8217;s very difficult, it<br \/>\nresults in an internal organization that quite looks like disorder &#8211; it&#8217;s<br \/>\ndifficult. You see, problems crop up all the time, for everything &#8211; EVERYTHING &#8211;<br \/>\nthere<P align=\"center\"><font size=\"2\">Page 297<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p><P>&nbsp;isn&#8217;t one activity of the body that&#8217;s not called into question by that.<br \/>\n[[By that absence of personal limits. ]] The process is no longer the old<br \/>\nprocess, it&#8217;s no longer as it was, but &quot;as it is&quot; hasn&#8217;t become a habit, a<br \/>\nspontaneous habit, which means it&#8217;s not natural, it demands that the<br \/>\nconsciousness should be constantly watchful &#8211; for everything, even to swallow<br \/>\nlunch, you understand? So that makes life a bit difficult &#8211; specially, specially<br \/>\nwhen I see people. I see lots and lots of people (forty or fifty people every<br \/>\nday), and everyone brings something, so that this Consciousness that makes it<br \/>\nall function has to make do with all that comes from outside&#8230;. And, you know,<br \/>\nI see that many people fall ill (or they think they&#8217;re ill, or seem to have some<br \/>\nillness, or really have one), but in the body it becomes concrete through their<br \/>\nown way of being, which is the old way. To this new physical consciousness, it<br \/>\ncould be avoided, but, oh, how difficult! Through a sort of conscious<br \/>\nconcentration, you have to keep up a state, a way of being that isn&#8217;t natural<br \/>\naccording to the old nature, but which is clearly the new way of being. That<br \/>\nway, you can avoid illness. But it&#8217;s an almost Herculean labor.<br \/>\n<P>It&#8217;s difficult.<br \/>\n<P>You understand, all impossibilities, all the &quot;this can&#8217;t be, that can&#8217;t be done &#8230;&quot; &#8211; all that is swept away; but it&#8217;s swept away IN PRINCIPLE, and it&#8217;s trying to become a fact, a concrete fact.<br \/>\n<P>That&#8217;s quite recent, it&#8217;s from the beginning of this new year. But then, there&#8217;s the whole old habit &#8211; I might say ninety years of habit. But the body knows, it KNOWS it&#8217;s only a habit.<br \/>\n<P>But &#8230;<br \/>\n<P align=\"center\">***<br \/>\n<P align=\"center\"><i>(Mother takes up the translation of a few extracts from Savitri.)<\/i><br \/>\n<P><\/p>\n<p>The great World-Mother by her sacrifice <\/p>\n<p><P><\/p>\n<p>Has made her soul the body of our state &#8230;<\/p>\n<p><P align=\"right\"><i>II.I.99<\/i><br \/>\n<P>That&#8217;s interesting, I hadn&#8217;t noticed: <i>&quot;has made her SOUL&#8230;&quot;<\/i><br \/>\n<P><\/p>\n<p>The divine intention suddenly shall be seen, <\/p>\n<p><P><\/p>\n<p>The end vindicate intuitions sure technique.<\/p>\n<p><P align=\"right\"><i>II.I.100<\/i><br \/>\n<P>It&#8217;s interesting&#8230;.<br \/>\n<P align=\"center\"><font size=\"2\">Page 298<\/font><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>August 5, 1970 (This conversation was to be the last before a serious ordeal&nbsp;which once again took the form of a month-long &quot;illness.&quot; Let&nbsp;us note&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[146],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-6483","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-11-volume-11","wpcat-146-id"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6483","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=6483"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6483\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6483"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6483"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6483"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}