Chapter 1May 7, 1966

(Regarding a flower which Mother has called "Power of material healing":)

Oh, how I would like it to be true: when I put my hands here, like this (Mother lays her hands on Satprem’s shoulders), it would heal!

Because I feel such force in these hands! Such CONSCIOUS force – conscious, you understand: it’s vibrant with consciousness, light and force. It should heal.

It heals me. If I have a pain or something wrong, I put my hand here or there, and it goes away in the space of a minute or two. So why shouldn’t it heal others!

Maybe because nobody would be ill anymore! (Mother laughs)

In fact, that’s right. We speak of the supramental world, but it’s simply a world in which truth would be true. That’s all, it’s simple.

Quite so.

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(Soon afterwards, Satprem sorts old conversations:)

Are they old ones?

From 1964.

Centuries ago.

But it’s very full and living.

Ah?

Yes, the day when we can link it all together, it will really mark out the whole path of the supramental yoga; it’s very clear when one looks at it from a distance. And one understands. There are lots of things that I now understand better.... My idea is to go over it all again one day and to condense it or extract the essence in order to mark out your path.

It would be better to wait till we’ve reached the end, wouldn’t it?

I’m not going to do that now, but it will have to be done.... No, no, it’s full of meaning, it’s not "old"!