Others too had to understand Her secret - her own disciples, Nations. Will she be heard? Will she be allowed to pursue her experience? '... The body knows that the work will go on and on and on...'
The last turning point of Mother's yoga, and she comes out of it with this cry: "I have walked a long, long time. There was nothing but a constant cry, as if everything were torn away from me. It was the whole problem of the world." And this Agenda is more and more strewn with heartrending little cries. It was not enough to have found the secret for herself, the others too had to understand, her own disciples, Nations locked in their egoistic power: "They have no faith! 'She is old, she is old', an atmosphere of resistance to the change; 'it is impossible, impossible' from all sides.... Not a single minute should be wasted - I am in a hurry.... The reign of the Divine must, oh, must come!.... If the entire Russian block were to turn to the right side, that would be an enormous support! The victory is certain, but I don't know which path will be followed to reach it.... We must cling, cling so tightly to Truth.... They don't listen to me any more." She is 93, groping her way into the unknown: "I see more clearly with eyes closed than with eyes open, and it is a physical vision, purely physical, but a kind of physical that seems more complete. The consciousness of the cells is what has to change, all the rest will follow naturally! I have the feeling I am on my way to discovering the illusion that must be destroyed so that physical life may go on uninterrupted - death is the result of a distortion of consciousness." Will she be heard? Will she be allowed to pursue her experience? "Only a violent death could halt the transformation; otherwise the body knows that the work will go on and on and on...." And this cry again: "There will be a miracle! But what, I don't know."
(Mother's eye is swollen again.)
Didn't A. give you something?
No, Mother.
(Mother tries to remember)
My memory is completely gone. I have impressions, but no memory. Impressions that underlie everything—that's probably what will replace memory.
But I have a strong impression that A. had something to tell you....
(long silence)
I have a curious impression of a kind of web—a web with... like very loose threads, I mean not tightly meshed, connecting all events, and if you have power over one of these webs, there's a whole field of circumstances that apparently have nothing to do with each other but which are linked together there in such a way that one necessarily implies the existence of the other.... And I have the impression it's something that envelops the earth.
And it's not mental. They are circumstances that depend on one another, in a completely invisible way outwardly, without any mental logic, and yet as though connected to each other.
If you are conscious, really conscious of that, that's how you can change circumstances.
And you feel a power over one of those webs?
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No, it's the other way around: it's because I was working on one of those webs that I noticed it.
Ohh!... I see.
(Mother goes within)
You have nothing to ask?
(silence)
Are circumstances going to change?
(Mother immediately goes within and seems not to have heard. Later, several times she tries to speak but does not succeed in coming out of her state)
Hard to say.
If you had the power to replace one of those webs with another one, you could change all circumstances that way.
(Mother shakes her head)
It's inexpressible.
What web are you working on at the moment?
But I don't know.... They're webs that are around the earth.
There's one... I see.... Why, every little circumstance of life is on it, and when I look like this (gesture looking from above), I see it extends over the whole country, and not just over the whole country but over the whole earth.
Are there several of them?... I don't know.
Don't know.
(Satprem puts his forehead on Mother's knees and gets ready to leave)
I try, you know, I try.... Things go through the consciousness, but my whole effort is to avoid adding anything personal to them,
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you follow—so that it can be like this (gesture of unobstructed flow through a channel).
I am conscious of the Action on small points, but now it is here, now there (scattered gesture throughout space); it's not... there's nothing continuous as in the mind.
Inexpressible.
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