Chapter 11May 29, 1971

Cling as much as you can – as much as you can.

One feels the Grace alone can do something like that.

Mon petit....

(Mother clasps Satprem’s hands

long silence)

There’s something I feel very deeply.... (silence) Words... words (Mother shakes her head).... But to say it as simply as possible, I could say, “The Lord loves Satprem.” And that’s something profound, profound, profound.... The Lord loves Satprem. That’s all.

(Satprem puts his forehead on Mother’s knees)

(Extract from Satprem’s notebook)

Pranab-desh.61 (Mother receives Satprem nearly two hours late. Mother apologizes! The conversation starts with the

Russian translation of “Supermanhood.” The translator is asking for 2,000 francs.)

I don’t know if I have the right to spend the money! There are nothing but rules, rules....

61What made Satprem put this laconic note in his notebook, what was the occasion, the reason? It is like a forewarning,