Extracts from The Mother's diary, written during years of intensive yogic discipline. 'It may serve as a spiritual guide to three principal categories of seekers...' - The Mother
«Ce livre, écrit la Mère, a été composé avec les extraits d’un journal écrit durant des années de discipline yoguique intensive» Ces 313 prières et méditations ont été écrites pour la plupart entre 1912 et 1917.
'Prayers and Meditations' consists of extracts from the Mother’s spiritual diaries. Most of them are from the period 1912 to 1917. The 313 prayers reproduced here were selected by the Mother for publication. Written in French, they appear here in English translation. 'This book comprises extracts from a diary written during years of intensive yogic discipline. It may serve as a spiritual guide to three principal categories of seekers: those who have undertaken self-mastery, those who want to find the road leading to the Divine, those who aspire to consecrate themselves more and more to the Divine Work.' - The Mother
Thou hast granted me the grace of Thy repose in which all individual limits are dissolved, in which one is in all and, more clearly still, all is in oneself. But the mind, merged in this divine ecstasy, cannot yet find any power of expression.
(Factual notation of the experience)
"Turn towards the earth." The usual injunction was heard in the silence of the immutable identification. Then the consciousness became that of the One in all. "Everywhere and in all those in whom thou canst see the One, there will awake the consciousness of this identity with the Divine. Look...." It was a Japanese street brilliantly illuminated by gay lanterns picturesquely adorned with vivid colours. And as gradually what was conscious moved on down the street, the Divine appeared, visible in everyone and everything. One of the lightly-built houses became transparent, revealing a woman seated on a tatami in a sumptuous violet kimono embroidered with gold and bright colours. The woman was beautiful and must have been between thirty-five and forty. She was playing a golden samisen. At her feet lay a little child. And in the woman too the Divine was visible.
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