Chapter 4March 15, 1969

religions have no spiritual life! They aren’t aware of that.

It’s very, very active; this Consciousness is very active.

Yes, I get a sense of solidity.

Yes, that’s right! Something very solid.

That’s because it has come to materialize – it hasn’t come to... (gesture up in the clouds): it’s looking for instruments.

I have great hope in little children.

Some are delightful.... A.F. is delightful. There’s another one here, A.P., who wasn’t born here but in Germany; he will be one year old in a few days, I am going to see him. But I already saw him before: remarkable. They’re so receptive! These are children who, at the age of one, are like ordinary children of at least three or four years in terms of consciousness. So there is hope.

But they’re more sensitive than their parents! So the parents have a certain relationship with me, while the children observe, wondering what it’s all about – the parents are a bit timid towards me, so I am obliged to put a veil, to keep back. With people, they take something, leave something (they take very little), it doesn’t matter, but with them [the children] I have to be careful because the body is too weak. They are far more receptive than the parents, so it’s a little too much for the body. But they’re quite interesting.

A few days ago, A.F was here; he came with F., and his father was waiting outside. E told me, “I’ll go and fetch him.” So the little one was there with her, and she left him to go out, took a few steps towards the door; he felt all alone and was about to rush towards her, when I looked at him – he relaxed, and then stopped. It was remarkable: not a word, I didn’t say a word, simply looked at him – he relaxed. He was already rushing out, then I looked at him – everything seemed to relax.

To that point!... Not a word, nothing.

(Mother listens to the English translation of “Notes on the Way” for the coming Bulletin, then remarks

at the end:)

It’s absolutely as if I were wrapped in a layer of cotton wool!... (Laughing) Maybe it’s to give me some rest!

(To Nolini:) Isn’t it a deadly bore? It’s useless, no?

(Nolini:) No!

They will say, “Mother is beginning to drivel.”

(Nolini laughs and goes out)

What’s new?

(Satprem remains silent,

contemplating Nolini’s “very nice”)

This Consciousness has a fantastic imagination!... It makes me see all kinds of fantastic possibilities regarding what will happen in the future. Like, for instance, for a woman, instead of dying, to be born again in her own child.... Things would be different from what they are now, there would be a capacity to form the child, not with a “material complement,” but with a spiritual complement (“spiritual” is a manner of speaking: the complement of an invisible force), and instead of dying and entering another body, one would oneself be able to form, with the most developed cells of one’s body, the being in which one will live again.... Quite an idea, isn’t it!

It came very early this morning (it’s always at that time), and with all the details, and an extraordinary INTENSITY of life!... You see, in the body certain cells are developing as much as they can, growing increasingly conscious, and instead of disintegrating when the whole becomes inadequate to express the fullness of life, it’s INWARDLY that all those cells would gather to form a new body with a matter superior to ordinary matter.

It was so interesting that I looked at it for hours this morning, and in every detail.

But it’s precisely the kind of thing that can’t be said: it should be DONE. Saying them is absolutely useless! What’s needed is to do them.

It came like that.... It comes like a shower! It’s strange.

(silence)

Nothing to say? Do you have any news?

Wouldn’t you rather have something else to say?

Nothing.

There’s a line from my mother. [Satprem reads a letter relating his mother’s sudden cure after a

cancer had been feared: “My condition suddenly became normal again, and I didn’t doubt Mother’s intervention....”]

It’s good....

(long silence)

This Consciousness seems to have brought along a whole new field of possible experiences in the very material field, while doing away with... (what should I say?) a certain number of things that men have