My Savitri work with the Mother

11 June 1968

Here I remember the day of Tuesday 11th June 1968: after the Mother's recitation and explanation, she remained mostly in trance. Then in a meditative mood she said:

I see many things one after another, but I cannot grasp, because they are passing, passing—so I cannot explain them to you all at a time.

You see, I started seeing things when I was 81 years of age!

Ah, but I can go anywhere in this body—you have seen it by yourself how I go. I go to the highest and deepest [gesture pointing with her finger first up and then down] in this body. Child, you can also go anywhere you like.

The Mother advised me how I should write the passages from Savitri:

This pen I sent you is not Indian made. It comes from Japan. If you want to write for me it must be with this

size felt and this size letters:

Savitri

I wrote to the Mother:

And she replied:

You can write on both sides - it is all right. Love

Here I used to write the verses from Savitri for the Mother to read and recite.

In this cupboard the written manuscripts were kept.

During the Mother's recitations I passed on to her sheet after sheet. I took them back when she had finished. I had to look into the book to see whether the verses were recited without missing any word. At the same time I had to watch the two flickering green lights of the tape-recorder lest they should touch each other and her voice crack on the tape. All the time I had to be alert, careful. Also I fanned her with a Japanese hand-fan, since all the windows were to be closed because of the outside noise. She never liked the ceiling-fan or the table-fan.

After the recitations the Mother went into a profound meditation for half an hour or sometimes even more. I had to be vigilant—I never knew when she would open her eyes and start giving her comments. As a matter of fact, I too felt like entering into a trance because of some unknown pressure and the heavenly atmosphere. I could hardly keep my eyes open.

Thus I had to do these jobs all at a time and all alone. If I had not kept patience, perseverance, presence of mind and peace in my heart, I could never have continued working with the Mother. Moreover, her vibrations were so powerful, so intense that it was difficult to remain with her for more than two hours, because here she showed me her true divinity. Besides, she invoked Sri Aurobindo's Presence. The Mother gave me a very good training both physically and mentally.

Regarding the ceiling-fan the Mother said:

I do not like it. You see, when Sri Aurobindo and I used to give "Darshan" in the small room, there hung above us a long fan made out of cloth. It was suspended from a rod held in the centre by a rope whose upper end was fixed in the ceiling.

A person pulled the string attached to the cloth-fan and as the fan swayed a pleasant breeze was felt. This is not an artificial elaborate mechanical thing but simple and satisfactory.

Days passed. One day the Mother confirmed:

Now I have caught the exact thing regarding the work—now I know what Sri Aurobindo wants me to do.

On another occasion she said:

You see, Savitri is very good for me also, because while I read and recite, I do not think at all. I am only inspired. I need this experience.

I said:

Ah, Mother, you don't need anything, because you are the Divine, aren't you?

She laughed softly and stated:

Yes, that I am, but this is physical [pointing out her body]. And there is the physical world and it must be perfected. In fact, nothing is enough for me.

Then on the following session of our Savitri work she revealed:

The work is really very good. I like it. When I concentrate and go back to the Origin of the Creation, I see things as a whole in their reality and then I speak.

You see, each time when I speak, Sri Aurobindo comes here, and I speak exactly what He wants me to speak. It is the inner hidden truth of Savitri that He wants me to reveal.

Each time He comes, a wonderful atmosphere is created .I have read Savitri before but it was nothing compared to this reading!

From 1969 to 1971 the Mother and I worked on About Savitri in her living room as shown in this print.