The 'yoga of the cell' leads to 'true matter' and eventually the victory over death. A collective transformation sufficient to create a new species on earth is needed.
This year, all the features of the yoga of the cells become clear: "A growing conviction that a perfection achieved in matter is a far more perfect perfection than any other. The consciousness expressed in transformed cells is a marvel: it legitimises all these ages of misery. Oh, what a fuss all those gods make." This year marks the discovery of "true matter".... without fuss: "In that cellular limpidity, there are no more problems: the solution precedes the problem. That is, things arrange themselves automatically." It's another mode of life on earth - "such a natural way of being" - in a body freed from its mental shackles and the laws of false matter: "The extraordinary impression of the unreality of suffering the unreality of illness.... It does not cure illness: it annuls it - it makes it unreal.... And then you see: as the functioning gradually grows perfect, it necessarily, inevitably means victory over death." And meanwhile, Surveyor is digging the ground of the moon with its mechanical arms, while our own secrets remain buried in a little cell: "We can travel anywhere, we know what's going on anywhere.... and we don't know what's going on inside ourselves." War is raging in Biafra, the Israeli troops are marching toward Suez, American planes are bombing Haiphong, China explodes its first thermonuclear bomb.... and so on. "A tremendous conflict over earth." At stake is a new earth, or a return to the old fiasco: "A local and momentary manifestation is not ruled out, but what is needed is a collective transformation sufficient to create a new species on earth.... This fact is certain." Will we understand where the real way out is, and the Marvel concealed in a human body?
Mother comes in with a bad cold
There were constant obstructions there, between the nose and the throat, and I was silly enough to complain about it; I said it really wasn't reasonable and it had better go, and then... drastic measures.
But this morning I was told to "rest," that is, to go within. I said I had other things to do; then it came over me forcibly! That is, suddenly something comes to me that I see, and then quite naturally, I concentrate on it, and I realize I've gone off!
It was like that this morning, while I was working.
They are always sending me photos of people who want to get married (it has become a craze), and I am asked if they are well-matched, if it's all right. And I can see straightaway—I see at once the sort of life they will have together, it's very amusing! Today there were three couples like that. In the first, the man was intelligent, sensitive, with an emotional side in need of something, of a response. The woman: rather stupid, rather ordinary too. Not at all made for one another. But I was looking, and as I looked I saw what had happened: one day a sort of sentimental and emotional formation had come through her, and it so happens that on that day she met this man, who was exactly in need of that. He said to himself, "This is it!" All his friends told him, "No, no, don't marry this woman, it will never work," and they are right. But he said, "I felt something." And it was just the day when it caught hold of her and he happened to be there. So I saw all that (it was very amusing), and off I went!
(Mother goes into meditation, then suddenly breaks off)
Why? There's a purple V in front of you. A purple V—not purple: dark mauve, the colour of the vital. A V for victory.
Has something happened?
I don't know.
Wide like this, luminous, mauve. And it was in front of you, you were seated between the two wings. It was for you. Has anything special happened?...
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(Mother resumes her meditation)
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