Maude Smith's Correspondence with The Mother

16 December 1963

Gracious Mother,

Often these days I find in books and magazines signs of a consciousness one could hardly have seen ten years ago—new images, new ways of looking at things, a new seeing, a new sense of relationship, unity and harmony, a new direction.

Almost immediately I think: "This would be good for the World Union journal" or "I wish everyone could read this" or some other utilitarian idea.

The last few days I have begun to feel that such thinking almost shuts a door on my receptivity and limits my absorption of the message and power of these writings. Even copying or making notes seems to change the mood; it is no longer pure delight, but something I want to do or ought to do.

Mother, would it be better just to enjoy these things, drink them in, open and stretch to make place for them within myself—so that perhaps some day what I absorb will pour out through me like perfume from a flower?

Yes, my dear child,

You have caught the right thing. To make use of your experience you come down from the pure height of it. To be "useful" you descend to a mental level, and as the mind is still very much mixed up, the purity of the experience goes.

Let the "utilisation" come in its time—later on.

With love, much love, and blessings

16 December 1963