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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
English
 The Mother : Contact  On Savitri

08 October 1957

O Nature, Material Mother, thou hast said that thou wilt collaborate and there is no limit to the splendour of this collaboration.

I recall this wonderful message very vividly:

On 8th October 1957, a Tuesday, the rain was pelting down and rivers of water were streaming along the sides of the lanes. The rain abated a little in the evening. I went to the Mother. I found her room full of warmth and soothing vibrations which were accentuated by the fragrance of the flowers.

The Mother and I meditated for quite some time. During the meditation I observed that she opened her shining eyes again and again. Her happy smile brightened her face. Now she closed her eyes and plunged into a deep contemplation.

She awoke and dreamily wrote something on a piece of paper. A cheerful and contented smile hovered on her lips when she said:

You are a lucky girl to be here. You know, Mother Nature came to me just now to give her full consent to collaborate with spirituality.

Instantly the whole picture of the Mother's gestures during her meditation came into the frame of my mind, and I understood why she felt happy.

Then she showed me her writing and said:

This will be the Message of the New Year Child, do not tell anybody.

I assured her that I would not breathe a word to anyone.

The Message was:

O Nature, material Mother, thou hast said that thou wilt collaborate and there is no limit to the splendour of this collaboration.

Then the Mother gave me a short explanation. After that, she clasped my hands and looked deeply into my eyes. Then she embraced me tenderly. After receiving flowers I made my way to Golconde.

The next morning the Mother sent me a huge card illustrating Shiva and Shakti. She had written on it:

This can be taken as one aspect of the collaboration between the Spiritual Power and the Material Nature.

I sent her the report of what she had said the previous evening. It ran:

Nature is always going on her own ways. Spiritual things also are going on their own ways. Nature and Spirituality do not go together. There has been no collaboration so far between them but always hostility towards each other.

When the New Year begins there will be an endless collaboration between them. There will be plenitude, joy, glory and magnificence. There will be the promise of the New World, because Mother Nature—the Material Mother—has said that she would collaborate. So everyone should love her.

She wrote under my report:

Yes, it is the essence of what I told you yesterday. With my blessings

I have kept silent about the whole incident all these years.

During the evening class in the Playground, the Mother explained the New Year Message to people:

There is nothing to explain. It is an experience, something that happened, and when it happened I noted it down, and as it turned out, it occurred just at the moment when I remembered that I had to write something for the year—which was next year at that time, that is, the year which begins today. When I remembered that I had to write something—not because of that, but simultaneously—this experience came, and when I noted it down, I realised that it was... it was the message for this year!









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