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?
We need a message for February 21, Mother.
Do you have it?
No! (laughter) Z proposes two texts from Sri Aurobindo, but I feel it would be better to have something from you.
Yes. Do you have something?
Well, no, Mother! Won't you rather say something yourself?
(after a silence)
Plus on avance, plus le besoin d'une présence divine devient impérieux et... inévitable. [The more we advance, the more the need of a divine presence becomes imperative and... inevitable.]
"Inevitable" isn't the word, it's....
"Indispensable"?
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Yes, that's it, indispensable.
Is it all right?
Yes, Mother.
(Mother writes the message in French)
February 21 ....
1973.
(then she signs it)
How do you want to put it in English?
We should put: "The more we advance on the way, the more the need of a divine Presence becomes indispensable—imperative and indispensable."
(Mother writes the message with her eyes closed)
A dot on the "i" here [Satprem guides Mother's hand]. That's all. And just put a period at the end, and your signature.
Is my handwriting all right?
Yes, it's quite good, Mother, it came out very well.
(Mother goes into contemplation)
(Sujata:) Mother, you are going to see the Dalai Lama tomorrow, aren't you? Satprem would be very interested to know your impression—what you have felt.
What day is tomorrow?
(Sujata:) Thursday, Mother.
On Saturday then? I'll tell you if I had any particular impression.
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