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An account of Huta's sadhana & the grace showered on her by The Mother - especially how Mother prepared her for painting the series: 'Meditations on Savitri'.

My Savitri work with the Mother

  The Mother : Contact   On Savitri

Huta
Huta

This book tells the story of how Huta came to the Ashram and began her work with the Mother. It presents a detailed account of how the Mother prepared and encouraged her to learn painting and helped her to create two series of paintings: the 472 pictures comprising Meditations on Savitri and the 116 pictures that accompanied the Mother's comments titled About Savitri. During their meetings, where the Mother revealed her visions for each painting by drawing sketches and explaining which colours should be used, the unique importance of Savitri and the Mother's own experiences connected to the poem come clearly into view. The book is also a representation of Huta's sadhana, her struggles and her progress, and the solicitude and grace showered on her by the Mother.

My Savitri work with the Mother
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 The Mother : Contact  On Savitri

06 July 1965

On 6th July the Mother saw the paintings and remarked:

They are indeed very good and make a good collection.

Then I read to her the new passages of Book Ten, Canto 4. She asked me:

Have you got any idea? Have you brought the sketches?

I said:

No, Mother, I am sorry I could not do them.

Then she made me understand the new paintings. But she also made me tell her my ideas and opinions. She exchanged hers with me and thus made me learn much. About one of her sketches, I said:

Mother, it isn't correct; nothing of the sort is said in that particular passage.

And I explained myself to her and drew a sketch on the block of sheets which was on her lap. She gladly approved of it. I was surprised because now she asked me about these matters. Afterwards I realised my blunder—who was Ito explain and correct her? But I knew within me that many a time she tested me. When I was not confused and spoke straight from my heart, she immediately accepted the ideas. I wrote to the Mother and showed my regret:

My dearest Mother,

Whenever I come to you I forget everything including myself. I do not really know what I speak to you regarding Savitri. Sometimes unconsciously I correct you. I am terribly sorry. But you know, I behave with you like a friend on an equal level.

I love you.

Your child—Huta









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