Mother, in her body, emerges into a 'third position' - resembling the quantum world - a 'third cellular position' in which you become incapable of dying because death no longer has any reality.
The course of the year 1962.... the year of the Kennedy-Khrushchev confrontation over Cuba and the first Sino-Indian conflict: "Could it be the first sign of something really.... momentous? It seems to have profoundly disrupted something central." The entire earth is disrupted. It is the year when Mother, in her body, emerges into a "third position", neither life nor death as we know them, but another side of the "web" where the laws of our physics no longer hold, and which strangely resembles the quantum world of Black Holes: time changes, space changes, death changes. Could this be the material place, in the body, where the laws of the world - which exist only in our heads - become inverted and where evolution opens out into an unthinkable body freedom, a third position, that of the next species on earth?.... "The body is beginning to obey another law. The sense of time disappears into a moving immobility.... A mass of infinite force, like pure superelectricity..... An undulating movement of corporeal waves, as vast as the earth.... All the organs have changed, they belong to another rhythm. Such a formidable power, so free! It's something else.... something else! I don't know if I am living or dead.... The nature of my nights is changing, the nature of my days is changing.... The physical vibration is becoming porous.... No more axis - it's gone, vanished! It can go forward, backwards, anywhere at all.... Ubiquity, or something of the sort." And then this cry: "Death is an illusion, illness is an illusion! Life and death are one and the same thing. It's merely a shifting of consciousness. Why, it's fantastic!" And then this simple discovery in the flesh: "The closer you draw to the cell, the more the cell says, 'Ah, but I am immortal!' "A third cellular position in which you become incapable of dying because death no longer has any reality." Has Mother, at the age of 84, discovered another material reality? "There, behind, it's like a fairy tale....Something very beautiful is in preparation, ineffably beautiful - a lovely story that Sri Aurobindo was trying to bring onto earth, and it is sure to come!"
(Satprem complains that he finds it difficult to write his book. Mother concentrates for about fifteen minutes, then says:)
All right.
He came and put all sorts of things around you for you to write. All sorts of golden things.
So they must be written. You can tell me about it on Tuesday. And again he repeated, "No worry, no worry.... Take it easy, take it easy." And it was as if he wanted to sit you down by a running river, as if you could see the water flowing, flowing, flowing, flowing so naturally along. As if you were sitting in a lovely flower-strewn meadow by a flowing stream.... And he was saying, "Don't worry, take it easy, take it easy."
He was putting all kinds of things around you. So there you are.
I'm a little tired, too....
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Oh—tired?
I always used to sleep between one and two in the afternoon. Since last April, about five months ago, that's finished, gone.1
Why? You can't, or you don't have time?
No, not at all. I have time but I just can't do it. It's a shame, because it was a conscious hour. I would often go strolling by the sea.
You slept by the sea?
No! In my sleep I would go to the seashore—it was an hour of relaxation... and then it was taken away.
How strange!...
I am not responsible.
No, I'm sure of that!
On the contrary, I thought you were resting.
No, that's all over.
Because I do rest, I remain in a very... (what's the word?—Mother tightens her fist) coagulated, undiluted, and powerful trance from twelve-thirty or twelve forty-five until a quarter to two: a good hour. So it's a favorable time.
It sure is!
Well, tune in!
Stretch out, and then just call me. And let yourself go. Try. Try today.
Just lie down quietly, without thinking of anything, and then call me—that's all.
Let yourself go limp.
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