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'.
The Mother : Contact On Savitri
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.
THEME/S
It was cool and windy, not very pleasant for July. I received a letter dated 7th July 1960 from the Mother:
My dear little child Huta,
As far as I know I have answered your letters, but both ways some may have been lost. This one also I do not know if it will reach you in time before you leave England.
I have received the nice things you have sent through Laljibhai ‘s son, and was hesitating to write as he told me that you would soon leave London. But now I have your letter in which you say you have received nothing from me since a long time, so I venture to send this letter.
I know nothing about the pin. I did not send you any.
I am glad that you are all right and coming back soon.
With my love and blessings always
A wave of relief washed over me.
My father wished me to visit the continent. But now I was eager to be back home. I requested our Agent Mr. I. Kundle to help me send my extra luggage to India by ship. I had come to London with one suitcase. Now I had three, apart from a big trunk which I had stuffed with my paintings, sketches, colour-tubes, brushes and heavy garments. I gave away many things to Aunt Margaret for churches from where warm clothes would be distributed to poor people.
Aunt Margaret and Uncle Peter asked me to tea at their place. After the enjoyable refreshments we set off to St. Martin's Theatre to see the play The Mousetrap—the play with the world's longest run—by Agatha Christie. I sat between Uncle Peter and Aunt Margaret with a big box of assorted chocolates on my knees. They really pampered me like their own daughter. How many thousands of people must have sat in those same seats seeing that same play since then! Uncle Peter guessed during the first act who the murderer was, but we did not know till the very end. After thirty-six years the play is still running. Numerous different actors and actresses have played their roles, but the authorities have kept two things intact as a mark of respect—the old chair and the time-piece.
I was caught up in a whirlwind of frantic activities—booking a ticket, last minute shopping, final packing, saying goodbyes to friends.
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