Chapter 10December 27, 1971
Book 12. December
created. And all that TOGETHER... oh!... (Mother has a blissful smile)
That gives both the reason and the goal of creation – both at once – and almost the method of development.
(silence)
Yes, it’s like something that IS, that is as a whole and is successively projected on a screen. And yet it exists as a whole – and it is projected successively on a screen.
(Mother goes into contemplation)
I have the impression that I am on the way to discovering... the illusion that must be destroyed so that physical life can be uninterrupted – discovering that death comes from a... a distortion of consciousness. That’s it.
It’s this close, you know (Mother makes a gesture as if she were about to grasp the secret).
And as I told you, sometimes I feel that the great number of years makes the work somewhat more difficult, but taken on the whole, it is a GREAT help – I understood that were I young, I could never have done what I am doing. And when I am in the true consciousness, the moment I am in the true consciousness, the number of years is nothing! – The body feels so young, so full of... something else than young (for it, young is immature and ignorant, it’s not that), it’s... you’re in communion with “something”... which changes according to the need.
Our language (or our consciousness) is... inadequate. Later I’ll be able to say.
Something IS HAPPENING – that’s all I can say. (Mother laughs) Merry Christmas, mon petit!
Merry Christmas to you too.
The festival of Light....
(Sujata’s visit to Mother.)
A disciple in America had sent a cartoon published in an American newspaper showing Bangladesh (“East Pakistan”) bloody and gored by the horns of a furious Indian “sacred cow,” equipped with Soviet weapons. When the drawing was shown to Mother by Sujata, she angrily rejected it, sweeping it off her knees: “Take it away.” Then, a few moments later, she