{"id":6772,"date":"2013-07-13T02:09:34","date_gmt":"2013-07-13T02:09:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost\/?p=6772"},"modified":"2013-07-13T02:09:34","modified_gmt":"2013-07-13T02:09:34","slug":"08-january-29-1969-vol-10-volume-10","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/worksofthemotherandsriaurobindo.org\/index.php\/02-works-of-the-mother\/03-agenda\/10-volume-10\/08-january-29-1969-vol-10-volume-10","title":{"rendered":"-08_January 29_1969.htm"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><H3>January 29, 1969<\/H3><br \/>\n<P>What do you have to tell me? Me, I have nothing to say &#8230;<br \/>\n<P><\/p>\n<p><i>Are you tired?<\/i><\/p>\n<p><P>It&#8217;s going on &#8230;. The difficulties of those around, of the work, of people, keep increasing, from health to understanding (there seems to be a general crisis), but the Help and the Power keep increasing too. It&#8217;s like a sort of demonstration.<br \/>\n<P>But the difficulties are taking on rather unpleasant proportions.<br \/>\n<P align=\"right\"><i>(long silence)<\/i><br \/>\n<P>Children are nicer and nicer! &#8230; The NEW children are truly remarkable. Today I saw Ws little girl: she&#8217;s two years old, I think, but she is as children used to be at the age of six or seven. Alert, intelligent &#8230; It&#8217;s strange.<br \/>\n<P>What do you have to say?<br \/>\n<P align=\"right\"><i>(long silence)<\/i><br \/>\n<P>I have a vague impression that I had something to tell you, but I don&#8217;t know &#8230;<br \/>\n<P align=\"right\"><i>(Then Mother shows a brochure of &quot;=1&quot;  <\/i><br \/>\n<P align=\"right\"><i>on education in Auroville) <\/i>&nbsp;<P align=\"center\"><br \/>\n<font size=\"2\">Page 36<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p><P>&#8230; Anyway, it&#8217;s not bad.<br \/>\n<P><\/p>\n<p><i>I don&#8217;t know if it&#8217;s wrong, but I am no longer interested in<br \/>\n  any<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>&nbsp;&quot;problem.&quot; I no longer ask myself any questions at all. The<br \/>\n  specu<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>lative mind doesn&#8217;t interest me.<\/i><\/p>\n<\/p>\n<p><P>Oh, but I might be responsible! &#8230; Because for me, that&#8217;s pretty much like chatter.<br \/>\n<P><\/p>\n<p><i>Nothing interests me anymore, except something else that I am<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>&nbsp;waiting<br \/>\n  for.<\/i><\/p>\n<\/p>\n<p><P>Something that must come, yes, that&#8217;s right.<br \/>\n<P><\/p>\n<p><i>So all the rest &#8230; People give me books, give me letters, but<br \/>\n  I am<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>&nbsp;not interested.<\/i><\/p>\n<\/p>\n<p><P>That&#8217;s it. So she [the brochure&#8217;s author] wants to see me &#8230;. I find all this so futile!<br \/>\n<P><\/p>\n<p><i>Yes, it&#8217;s something ELSE.<\/i><\/p>\n<p><P>Yes.<br \/>\n<P><\/p>\n<p><i>Something WHOLLY OTHER &#8230;<\/i><\/p>\n<p><P>Yes.<br \/>\n<P><\/p>\n<p><i>&#8230; which must come.<\/i><\/p>\n<p><P>Exactly.<br \/>\n<P><\/p>\n<p><i>So all these embellishments of the present are uninteresting,<br \/>\n  I<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>&nbsp;find.<\/i><\/p>\n<\/p>\n<p><P>Exactly And the whole day long, from morning to night, they pester me with fuss of this sort (Mother points to the brochure). And she wants to see me &#8230;.<br \/>\n<P><\/p>\n<p><i>Would you like me to read the brochure and give you an account<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>&nbsp;of<br \/>\n  it? <\/i><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><font size=\"2\">Page 37<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p><P>No, I&#8217;ve read it (not read but listened to it): it&#8217;s words. It&#8217;s not bad, but it&#8217;s words.<br \/>\n<P>Only, she takes it seriously: it&#8217;s &quot;education in Auroville.&quot;<br \/>\n<P>But I am so aware that it&#8217;s the mind indulging in itself, and going on indulging, so &#8230; And if you try to get them out of it, they no longer understand anything. So the best is to let them. But I don&#8217;t see why we should bother to read their stories.<br \/>\n<P>No, really, mental life seems to &#8230; go round in circles.<br \/>\n<P>There&#8217;s such a mixture! &#8230; (It&#8217;s Pavitra who read it out to me yesterday evening.) Suddenly there&#8217;s a sentence from Sri Aurobindo, then a sentence from Y. [the brochure author], then suddenly a sentence from me, then suddenly one from M. (who has become a great guru) &#8230;.<br \/>\n<P><\/p>\n<p><i>They&#8217;ve asked me for articles &#8211; not they, others. I said,<br \/>\n  &quot;What on<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>&nbsp;earth can I say! &#8230;&quot; It doesn&#8217;t come, I am not<br \/>\n  interested.<\/i><\/p>\n<\/p>\n<p><P>Oh, they&#8217;ve asked you &#8230;<br \/>\n<P><\/p>\n<p><i>But going by the echoes from Europe, you get a sense of a huge<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>&nbsp;balloon<br \/>\n  swelling and swelling more and more (economically, <\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>financially, mechanically) and about to burst-it has to burst &#8230;<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>&nbsp;into something else. And the Mind is part of this balloon.<\/i><\/p>\n<\/p>\n<p><P>Yes, yes, it&#8217;s the Mind that seems to have swollen as much as it can, almost to bursting. It&#8217;s exactly that.<br \/>\n<P>I was wondering about this: Will it take &#8230; a complete bankruptcy of the Mind for people to understand? &#8230; Will it burst to end in a zero?<br \/>\n<P>So I am constantly asked for messages (not articles because I no longer write any), but Y wants me to see her and to &quot;note down&quot; what I will tell her. But I know very well that everything I will say will be completely distorted.<br \/>\n<P>One would like to be able to &#8230; keep a little quiet.<br \/>\n<P>And they take it all so seriously! They think it&#8217;s so important &#8230;.<br \/>\n<P><\/p>\n<p><i>Constantly, the only thing I feel like saying to all these people is, SOMETHING ELSE &#8230; SOMETHING ELSE &#8230;<\/i><\/p>\n<p><P>Yes, exactly.<br \/>\n<P><\/p>\n<p><i>I feel there&#8217;s nothing else to answer. <\/i><\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><font size=\"2\">Page 38<\/font><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p><P align=\"right\"><i>(Mother goes into<\/i><P align=\"right\"><i>&nbsp;a long<br \/>\ncontemplation,<\/i><P align=\"right\"><i>then speaks in English)<\/i><br \/>\n<P>I could remain for hours like this! [[During the meditation, Sujata noticed that Mother opened her eyes for a moment, and according to her, they were absolutely Sri Aurobindo&#8217;s eyes. And Mother spoke in English when she emerged from the meditation.  ]]<br \/>\n<P>A great Peace has come down. Did you feel that? &#8230;<br \/>\n<P><\/p>\n<p><i>(Satprem:) Yes.<\/i><\/p>\n<p><P>And then it becomes wide, wide, wide &#8230;.<br \/>\n<P align=\"right\"><i>(silence,<\/i><P align=\"right\"><i>&nbsp;then Mother speaks<\/i><P align=\"right\"><i>&nbsp;in<br \/>\nFrench again)<\/i><br \/>\n<P>I find it very comfortable!<br \/>\n<P align=\"right\"><i>(Satprem lays his head  <\/i><br \/>\n<P align=\"right\"><i>on Mother&#8217;s knees, then Mother<\/i><P align=\"right\"><i>&nbsp;looks<br \/>\nat him for a long time)<\/i><br \/>\n<P>It&#8217;s like BIG eyes looking (Mother gestures to show about eight inches). I have a feeling of BIG eyes looking &#8230;. &lt;39&gt;<br \/>\n<P align=\"center\"><font size=\"2\">Page 39<\/font><\/p>\n<p><\/b><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\" align=\"right\">\n<p style=\"margin-top: 0;margin-bottom: 0\" align=\"right\">&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>January 29, 1969 What do you have to tell me? 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