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While Mirra sails to the East, we are taken on a journey to ancient India and to the fountainhead of her knowledge; Sujata then traces Sri Aurobindo's birth and childhood in India, and his growth in England where he saw the limitations of modern times.

Mother's Chronicles - Book Four

  The Mother : Biography

Sujata Nahar
Sujata Nahar

While Mirra sails to the East, we are taken on a journey to ancient India and to the fountainhead of her knowledge; Sujata then traces Sri Aurobindo's birth and childhood in India, and his growth in England where he saw the limitations of modern times.

Mother's Chronicles - Book Four
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The Consecrated House

Mirra was seated at her desk writing in her diary which we know as Prayers and Meditations of the Mother.

It was 3 March 1914. She was going to set out to meet Sri Aurobindo.

She wrote, "As the day of departure draws near, I enter into a sort of calm collectedness; I turn with an affectionate gravity towards all those thousand little trifles which surround us and which have silently played during so many years the part of faithful friends; I thank them with gratitude for all the charm they have been able to impart from the outside to our life; I wish, if they are destined to pass for a long or a brief period into other hands than ours, that those hands may be gentle to them and may feel all the respect that is due to what Thy divine Love, O Lord, has made to emerge from the dark inconscience of chaos.

"Then I turn towards the future, and my gaze becomes still more grave. What it has in store for us, I do not know and am not anxious to know; outer circumstances have no importance at all; I would only wish that it may be for us the beginning

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of a new inner period, in which, more detached from material things, we may be more conscious of Thy law and more solely consecrated to its manifestation; that it may be a period of a greater light, a greater love, a more perfect devotion to Thy cause.

"In a silent adoration I contemplate Thee."

It was with a profound affection that Mirra was bidding goodbye to the house in Rue du Val de Grace. For it was here, in this house, that her intimacy with the inner Divine had grown. She poured out her heart to Him: "All appears to me beautiful, harmonious, silent, in spite of the din outside. And in this silence, it is Thee, O Lord, whom I see; and I so perceive Thee that I can only express this perception as that of an unchanging smile. . . ." (8 August 1913)

Again, "In this falling dusk, Thy Peace becomes more deep and intimate and Thy Voice more clearly perceived in the silence which fills my being.

"O Divine Master, for Thee is our life, our thought, our love, all our being. Take back possession of Thy own, for Thou art ourselves in our real being." (15 August 1913)

Then after a summer vacation. "This return, after three months of absence, to the house which is consecrated to Thee, O Lord, has been an occasion for two experiences. The first is that in my outer being, my surface consciousness, I have no longer any feeling that I am in my own house or the owner of anything at all... .

"In the second place, the whole atmosphere of the house is charged with a religious gravity; here one descends immediately

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into the depths; meditation is more collected and serious, dispersion disappears and gives place to concentration; and I feel this concentration literally descending from my head to enter my heart, and my heart seems to reach greater depths than my head. It is as if for three months I had been loving with my head and only now I were beginning to love with my heart; and this brings with it an incomparable gravity and sweetness of feeling.

"A new door has opened in my being and an immensity has appeared before me!

"I cross the threshold with devotion, feeling hardly worthy yet to enter upon this hidden path veiled from the sight, and as though invisibly luminous within.

"All is changed, all is new; the old garbs have dropped and the new-born child half-opens its eyes to the light of the dawn." (7 October 1913)

Therefore, on the eve of leaving for Geneva, Mirra wrote on 4 March 1914: "It is the last time, it may well be for long, that I write at this table, in this quiet room steeped in Thy Presence. For the next three days I shall probably not be able to write. It is in an inner concentration that I contemplate this page which, as it turns, vanishes into the dream of the past and I regard this other page, blank but in potentiality full of the dream of the future. And yet what a small thing it seems, childish and without importance, when looked at in the light of Thy eternity. The one thing important is to obey Thy law with love and joy.

"O Lord, grant that all in us may adore Thee and serve

Thee.

"May all have Peace!"

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