Chapter 7August 19, 1966
Book 8. August
After a meditation:
How is the book coming along?51
For my part, I go on dictating or hearing passages! It’s very interesting. But there’s no continuity: one sentence, one scene, two or three words.... Strange. It’s as if on a screen. And when you read last time, I recognized (how can I put it?) impressions – impressions of images and words – in what you read. But for me, it has no continuity; it’s something passing by, as if behind a screen, and at some point, toc!... contact is made: I hear or say words, I see an image. And I can see that it goes on behind the screen; then another word, another image comes through the screen. And it’s always in that sort of immense, immense place, endless, very quiet, very luminous. It’s a very pure, very quiet, very peaceful atmosphere. And something seems to fall from there as if in drops.
It’s very interesting. It happens especially at night. Sometimes in daytime, but not for long. But at night, for a fairly long time.
Just now again, while we were meditating, the same phenomenon took place. When it came, I stopped the meditation. I was in a perfectly silent contemplation, and then it started all of a sudden (Mother laughs), so I stopped.
(Mother resumes her translation of the debate with Death.)
Think not to plant on earth the living Truth That’s just what I am doing, Sir.
(turning to Satprem with a smile)
Do you think he hears me?
Think not to plant on earth the living Truth