Chapter 8May 25, 1968

immobile will.... And that’s an intermediate period to reach the condition in which this mass will be held under the control and directly driven by the Power from above.

That’s where we are heading.

* * * Towards the end:

I told P.L. yesterday that whenever he feels the need to see me, he should let me know. Of course, it’s better if it’s not too frequent because I am terribly busy, but we’ll see. It’s necessary. It’s important.

Should I tell him nothing about his dream, or can I...?

Oh, you can tell him that I said he is remarkably sensitive and receptive; that there is a VERY DEEP truth behind this dream, despite its somewhat childish outward form. There’s a very deep truth.

Only... He isn’t a man who needs to be urged on: he’s a man who needs to be held back, because the adhar (as the Indians would call it), that is, the material clothing, isn’t strong enough for the power driving it. So that results in illnesses. He isn’t a man who must be urged on, he’s a man who has to be held back.

But he is very conscious – very conscious, even far more conscious than the dream suggests. Very conscious... For that too, the time has come for the Turning Point when all this old formidable Christian formation which has spread over the earth like this (octopus-like gesture) – and which naturally fulfilled its function, did what it had to do, came just when it was needed and so on and so forth, we know all that – the time has come when it must change in order to become the instrument of tomorrow’s truth.

And this Pope has done his work well, as well as he could.

For perhaps a long time yet, or at any rate for some time, P.L. must be the intermediary, but a somewhat conscious one – not active. He acts as an intermediary, as a link (gesture as of a bridge between Mother and the Vatican), but he shouldn’t... He doesn’t have the capacity to resist those people’s tremendous power. He should remain very still – very still, very peaceful – he should let himself live happily, then he will fulfill his function.

(Regarding an old Playground Talk of June 10, 1953.)