Chapter 6October 23, 1968

It’s still inexpressible.

One feels it can last... It’s almost on the fringe of time, one doesn’t know how to explain.

Inexpressible. With, now and then, something like the reflection of an ineffable Happiness, but without motive; yet at other times there is a sort of... (what should I call it?) sadness or melancholy (I don’t know how to explain), also without motive, and which seems to be the result of the deformation of the other.

Very well. We must be patient.

I’ve been given a quotation from Sri Aurobindo.... I find it very interesting.

"What happens is for the ‘best’ in this sense only that the end will be a divine victory in spite of all difficulties – that has been and always will be my seeing, my faith and my assurance – if you are willing to accept it from me."

Sri Aurobindo I find it very interesting. Because when people are told, "It will be for the best," they always think it’s the best as they imagine it!

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(Mother goes into a meditation, then abruptly comes out of it:)

And your book?99

It’s not easy.... I am revising it.

Oh!