Mother discovers the 'mind of the cells', a new cellular memory, not of death or the 'real' world, and a marvel of physical freedom hidden within our cells.
"A whole world is opening up." It is the year when Mother reaches "the mind of the cells", buried under the old genetic coding that seems to want to keep men forever harnessed to death: "There, there is such a concentration of power.... as if you had caught the tail of the solution." Another power of consciousness in matter capable of undoing the old program: "A kind of memory being elaborated from below" - a new cellular memory which is no longer the memory of decay, illness, death, gravity and all our "real" world? At the same time, at that cellular level, freed from the old laws, Mother discovers "two worlds one inside the other: a world of truth and a world of falsehood, and that world of Truth is PHYSICAL; it is not up above: it's MATERIAL. And that's what must come to the forefront and replace the other: the true physical." Mother called that replacement the "transfer of power". Is it really conceivable that a marvel of physical freedom lies concealed within our cells, while we strive and toil outside with illusory panaceas: "If even a tiny aggregate of cells were to succeed in experiencing the total transformation, all the way, that would be more effective than any big upheaval. But it's more difficult.... You must overcome death! Death must cease to exist, it's very clear." Is the entire earth not in the process of living through this "transfer of power", just as one day it passed from the reign of the animal to the reign of the mind? "Everything is escaping, there's nothing left to lean on, it is the passage to the new movement.... and for the old, that always means a dangerous disruption of equilibrium."
(Satprem suggests the publication, among the quotations in the Ashram "Bulletin," of the text of an answer from Mother to a child. Mother shows as little interest as possible:)
Those things are very powerful when they come, they have a transforming power—they exert a pressure on Matter. And then when they have finished their work, it's over—it's sorted, it goes to some corner. It no longer matters.
They are actions.
They aren't thoughts: they are actions. And once the action is finished, it's finished. I am not going to start talking about what I have done, am I!
Later
Apart from that, how are you? Not too well?
Yes, physically I am all right.
Yes, that's right.... It's perfectly obvious that "one" wants us to be like this gentleman who faces everything without ever tiring.1 It's obvious. Because as soon as something begins to moan, I see the Lord smile, I see his smile (I don't see his face, for me he doesn't have a face!), but I see his smile, and he smiles as if saying, "Still there!... Haven't you got past that yet!"
We always give ourselves excuses, but that's stupid.
(silence)
A calm and persistent will, absolutely unaffected by what happens—that's ultimately what is expected of us....
"Oh, what are those childish reactions! Life is like that. It is like
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that and will be like that until it changes."
"Oh, I am fed up!"
"You are fed up? Then it means you aren't good for much."
Then you pocket your moaning.
And examples come, so precise, to show you: "See, when you are like this, outer things are like this (gesture in the wrong direction); and when you are like that (gesture in the good direction), outer things are like that." Then you can only tweak your ears and say, "There, again the same old stupidity."
I don't know if I am understood, but I understand myself! (Mother laughs)
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