It's neither life nor death.. BOTH are being changed.. into something still unknown.. dangerous and wonderful. On Nov 17, 1973, she left her body - why?
"Before dying falsehood rises in full swing. Still people understand only the lesson of catastrophe. Will it have to come before they open their eyes?" This is the year of Watergate, of Nixon's first trip to China, the assassination of the Israeli athletes in Munich, the first oil embargo. This is Mother's last lap. A lap strewn with heartrending little cries and stunning visions. The end of one world, the beginning of another.... whether we want it or not. "Sometimes, it is so new and unexpected, it's almost painful." And I would ask her, "But is it a state outside matter?" "I don't go outside of physical life, but.... it looks different. But it is strange. And it is PHYSICAL, that is the extraordinary thing! As if the physical had split in two.... A new state in matter. And it is ruled by something that is not the sun, I don't know what it is.... I am touching another world. Another way of being.... dangerous but wonderful." How I listened to her little breath as she gasped for air, a breath that seemed to come from another side of the world: "There is no difference between life and death. It's neither life nor death, it is.... something. It is not the disappearance of death you understand: BOTH are being changed.... into something still unknown, which seems at once extremely dangerous and absolutely wonderful." And what if "death" were merely the other, MATERIAL side of our human bowl, the sunlit shore for a species to come? A new condition on both sides of the world, in which life and death change into.... something else? "I am treading a very thin and narrow line...." And then this cry, this entreaty: "Let me do the work!" On November 17, 1973, she passed away - why?
(Mother hands Satprem her message for February 29, the fourth anniversary of the "supramental descent" of February 29, 1956.)
It is only when the Supramental manifests in the body-mind that its presence can be permanent.1 Mother
It is only when the Supramental manifests in the body-mind that its presence can be permanent.1
Mother
This message comes from Sri Aurobindo—although it is made to appear as mine. It was Sri Aurobindo who wrote it. All I said was: Sri Aurobindo said "permanent."
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But, Mother, it's also your own experience, isn't it?...
Yes, evidently.
(Mother laughs silence)
It would be wiser to talk about it when it's done!
Once things are established, then.... For the moment, it's... (oscillating gesture from one side to the other).
This taming of the physical mind is.... I don't know how to tackle it, I find it very difficult.
Very difficult. It's very difficult.
First, one must be able to obtain silence at will—at any time at all, to obtain silence. I think that's the starting point.
But obtaining silence at will is no problem, Mother. You concentrate for a second and everything is stilled, and it lasts perfectly as long as you remain concentrated. But the moment you let go of the concentration, pfft!...
(Mother laughs)
...Off it goes. It rushes off here and there....
Well, mine has now lost the habit of running about. This habit must be got rid of.
But how does one do that?
I don't know, for it's spontaneous. Except when someone talks to me or something comes and breaks that state, but otherwise, left to itself, the body is quite naturally like this (immutable gesture, turned to the above). Perhaps this is the means (same gesture upwards): a contemplation of the Divine.
(smiling silence)
This is its natural state (same gesture). The actual feeling is even curious, you know... the body feels as if it were completely enwrapped like a baby, exactly like this (gesture), enfolded in the Divine.
(silence)
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Two or three days ago (I don't remember when), something was pressing on my heart—and it hurt. It hurt, (it was the 24th). I really had the feeling that... the body had the feeling it was the end. But then immediately, it felt as if enfolded... like a baby carried in the arms of the Divine. The exact sensation, you know, as if I were a baby being carried in the arms of the Divine. And after some time (a long time), when the body was exclusively in the Presence, it went away. The body didn't even ask for the pain to go; it just left. It took a little while, but it left.
I haven't told anyone. I thought... I thought the end had come. It was just after lunch....
Absolutely, but absolutely the sensation of being a baby nestling (gesture) in the Divine's arms. Extraordinary!
You see, for a time it's like this: "What You will, what You will...." And then this too falls silent and... (Mother opens her hands upwards in a gesture of offering and immobile contemplation).
The type of concentration itself must change, then.
Yes.
Because when you try to tame the physical mind and it rushes off here and there, it's mentally that you concentrate and restore the silence. So each time you use the mind to enforce discipline....
Ah!
The trouble is, the second you relax that mental pressure, it.... There has to be a "descent" of something else. A takeover.
I think it's really the sensation of the helplessness of a baby, you understand? And it's not something you "think" or "want": it's totally spontaneous. And from there, you go into a state of... (Mother opens her hands, a blissful smile on her face).
As long as there's the sense of a person who wants, a person who does, it's useless... (same gesture, smiling with hands open).
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(Mother goes into contemplation)
Is the Lord taking care of us?
(Laughing) I believe so!
(Mother takes Satprem's hands)
Don't you feel Him?
Yes, Mother, yes.
Ah!...
And you (to Sujata, who comes closer), do you feel Him?
Yes, Mother.
(Sujata:) Mother, what does it mean when the body itself feels a great need to be enwrapped?
Yes, isn't it!—Like this (gesture).
Yes, that's it.
To be enfolded. Enfolded.
Yes, exactly. That's exactly what my body feels all the time. You see, it is like... like a baby nestling. Exactly that sensation.
I think... I think my body has become excessively sensitive and needs to be protected from all those things coming in.2 As if it had to work inside, you know... as in an egg. Yes, that's it. Exactly.
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Yes, that's it. Exactly so. I think a whole work is being done within.
Oh, in terms of the old way, it's becoming more and more stupid, but the new way is beginning to emerge.
One would like, so much, to remain like this (same enveloping gesture), to remain like this for a long, long, long time.
(Sujata:) Yes, Mother.
That's it.
As if one constantly felt like resting one's head on your breast, enfolded in your arms.
(Mother laughs tenderly) Yes.
(To Satprem:) Do you feel that way too?
Oh, yes, Mother! Yes, Mother.
Mon petit... (Mother takes Satprem's hands again).
It's coming, we must be patient.
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