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Mother’s Agenda 1972-1973 Vol. 13 of Agenda 468 pages 1983 Edition   Satprem
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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?

Mother’s Agenda 1972-1973

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The Mother

"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?

L’Agenda de Mère L’Agenda de Mère 1972-1973 Editor:   Satprem Vol. 13 476 pages 1981 Edition
French
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The Mother symbol
The Mother

"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’s Agenda (13 volumes) - Satprem Mother’s Agenda 1972-1973 Editor:   Satprem Vol. 13 468 pages 1983 Edition
English Translation
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June 10, 1972

(Mother unwinds a garland of "Patience" from her wrist to give to Sujata.)

Do you want patience?

(Sujata:) Very useful, Mother!

(To Satprem:) What did you feel?

When, Mother?

All the time, mon petit!

Well, I feel you are more and more present, close to me—your help, I mean.

Ah! Yes, that's true.

But....

The Help is getting more and more accurate, more and more conscious, but... I must say it's VERY difficult.

Yes.

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But it doesn't matter. Since we have agreed to do it, let's do it. There's no point in complaining. But the Power—the Power is stu-pen-dous, only... (Mother points to her body), this is like a mockery: the slightest thing gets inordinately magnified! Even physically. Physically, it's so strange, I've got insect bites on a spot that's completely covered (Mother touches her leg); for a mosquito to reach it is impossible. And, I don't know... I am told there are no fleas or bugs here!

There are ants, Mother!

Do ants bite?

Yes, Mother, certain kinds of ants do.

Aaah! So that's it: there are ants here. Oh, there are ants that bite!

Yes, yes, Mother! I learned that here, I didn't know myself.

Well, neither did I! (laughter) Ah, that's what it is! Well, thank you! (laughter)

(silence)

But I would be interested to hear your observations.

I may not be conscious enough. It's very general. I have a feeling you are very much present, and as soon as I call a little, you are right there, the Help is there.

That, yes, definitely.

When I remember how it was just one or two years ago, naturally I can see, I can realize what a tremendous Power there is now.

Yes, there's a difference.

Yes, tremendous. It's tangible.... And, I must add, at times it falls upon me without my even calling it.

Yes, yes.

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It really falls upon me like... I don't know, like a flood of power.

Yes, yes. One must be, one absolutely must be... passively receptive. The slightest activity brings back the old way, I don't know. For me, now, it's (gesture, hands open).

When I am like that, time flies by. Time doesn't exist anymore.1 When the old way comes back, a few minutes seem in-ter-mi-na-ble.

Something is really happening... a new way of time.

The other day, you said that when you go within, it isn't like before when you withdrew into an inner state to work—you said you don't go into trance, you are just....

Interiorized.

Interiorized And you added, "As if the physical were becoming double."

(Mother remains engrossed for a long time
then comes out with a smile
)

I remember (I don't know when it was, whether at night or... but it was at a moment when I was quiet, when I was alone), I remember telling you, "You see, THIS is the Supramental." "This is IT, I know, THIS is the Supramental." I said that to you.

But when I tried to recall it so as to keep it in the ordinary consciousness (not the "ordinary" consciousness: the intermediary consciousness, like this—gesture of a bridge—the one I have all the time), it... it sort of evaporated. When I am not active, when I am like now, it's crystal clear: that's IT.

(Mother plunges in)

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