My Savitri work with the Mother

08 May 1958

Maganbhai and I boarded the Air India plane on Thursday 8th May 1958. The next day we reached Miwani—our huge Estate in Kenya. My parents were very much concerned about my health and welfare. My treatment began, for I had a badly enlarged liver as a result of amoebiasis.

Every night I pressed the Kashmiri shawl which the Mother had given me against my heart and slept. This sacred shawl has a magnificent background. In Mother India February 21, 1958, pp. 7-8, it is stated:

The Mother's diary which comprised the Prayers and Meditations was started two years earlier. Every day at 5 a.m. she used to sit down to meditate near her window with a Kashmiri shawl wrapped round her. The meditation being over, she would note down her thoughts and experiences; but they were meant only for herself and she always used to lock up her diary. In 1916 she stopped writing, but on her arrival at Pondicherry in 1920 she took it up again. Later, it was only occasionally that she wrote.

During my stay in East Africa, from 11th May to 2nd September 1958, the Mother sent me three hundred and sixty hand-written quotations—her wonderful collections of sayings from various countries and times. Together with these scripts she sent me beautiful painted cards, all of them bearing her perpetual "Love and blessings". After many years these quotations were printed by me in book form under the title of Gems from the Mother to Huta.

I am presenting here the first and the last quotations in facsimile:

The Eternal Wisdom

Introduction
The Song of Wisdom

We fight to win sublime Wisdom; therefore men call us warriors.
(Book of Wisdom)

This Wisdom is the principle of all things.
(The Zohar)

That Intelligence is God within us; by that men are gods and their humanity neighbours divinity.
(Hermes)

Man is divine so long as he is in communion with the Eternal.
(Ramakrishna)

Deck thyself now with majesty and excellence and array thyself with glory and beauty.
(Job)

Thou belongest to the divine world.
(Baha Ullah)

The race of man is divine.
(Pythagoras)