A change must take place at the atomic level..to undo the power of death. A new perception of life emerges with 'true matter', the matter of the next species.
"The only hope for the future is a change in man's consciousness. It is left to men to decide if they will collaborate to this change or if it will have to be imposed upon them by the power of crushing circumstances." As the new post gradually infiltrates Mother's body it is the earth one wonders about. How is the earth going to absorb "this vibration as intense as a superior kind of fire"? "I see very few bodies around me capable of bearing it.... So what's going to happen?" It is the year of the first Chinese atomic bomb. Mother is 86. "A tiny, infinitesimal, stippled infiltration - the miracle of the earth!" A catastrophic miracle? Isn't that butterfly some sort of catastrophe to the caterpillar? "Death is no solution, so we are here seeking another solution - there must be another solution." Imperturbably, Mother descends deeper into the cellular consciousness and deeper still: "A kind of certainty, deep in matter that the solution lies there.... It is at the atomic level that a change must take place; the question concerns the state of infinitesimal vibrations in matter." Time veers into something else: "Perhaps it is into the past that I go, perhaps the future, perhaps the present?...." And even the laws of matter change: "As soon as you reach the domain of the cells, that sort of heaviness of matter disappears. It becomes fluid and vibrant again. Which would tend to show that happiness, thickness, inertia have been added on - it's false matter, the one we think or feel, but not matter as it really is." So what, then, would true matter be, the matter of the next species? "I am on the threshold of a new perception of life, as if certain parts of my consciousness were changing from the caterpillar state to the butterfly state...." And the earth groans and protests.... at what? "The whole youth seems to be seized by a strange vertigo...." Are we going to move on to a next species or not?
(About a trip to France which Satprem has to make soon.)
...You'll be able to see your friend B. if you go there.
I've lost the habit of contact with others; it's very rarely that I don't get tired as soon as I meet someone.
Oh, but it's more than tired, it's dazed!
And I'm not used to social life anymore, so I have nothing to say anymore, I'm not there.
I know what you mean!
It's difficult.
No, that's good, very good, it SHOULD be that way.
There is only one solution in such cases, the one I have established: the "bath of the Lord." You make contact within yourself, and you let That flow through you onto others—and then let what happens happen, what does it matter!... It's very interesting, you feel the Force flowing and flowing and flowing through you—some people can hold on a long time. Over there...
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(Mother stops short and looks for a long time)
No, if I look, it's terrible.
As long as you don't look, you can... but if I look, it's terrible: to be plunged in that.... I don't think you will be able to stay long. Unless you're completely alone with your mother in Brittany.
What's most worrying is people's friendliness, far more than their adverse reactions.
Oh, yes! That's much more worrying....
(long silence)
I am not going with a light heart....
I don't want you to fall ill like the first time. That's precisely what I am looking at and studying: whether it's possible to protect you adequately.
But for myself, I know: the first time I went away from here, in 1915 (and I left my psychic being here, I didn't take it with me—I knew how to do it—I left it behind), in spite of that, in spite of the link, when I came to the Mediterranean, suddenly I fell ill, dreadfully ill. I was constantly ill.
So I know, I know very well!
But even before I did the yoga, as soon as I returned to France from America or Africa, I would suffocate instantly, I couldn't stay—l never could. I could breathe in Brazil, I could breathe in Africa or even in Guyana, I could breathe in those countries, but in France, in Europe, I couldn't breathe.
In Europe, yes.
Anyway, I'll see, mon petit.
Ultimately, it will depend on your receptivity. If you can get used to holding the charge—you understand, to keeping the atmosphere around you, in order to protect yourself.
We'll see.
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