The Mother
या कुन्देन्दुतुषारहारधवला या शुभ्रवस्त्रावृता।
या वीणावरदण्डमण्डितकरा या श्वेतपद्मासना ॥
या ब्रह्माच्युतशंकरप्रभृतिभिर्देवैः सदा वन्दिता।
सा मां पातु मीरा भगवती निःशेषजाड्यापहा ॥

Sarasvatistotram (Translation by Nolini Kanta Gupta)

"White-hued – White as the Kunda flower or the moon or the snow-range, robed in white. She bears in her arms the marvellous vina, seated on the lotus, She is ever adored by Brahma and Vishnu and Shiva and all the Gods. May Mira, the Goddess, save us, may She wipe out all our slothness unto the last. "

On Education

Part One. Articles
Volume 12. (Collected Works of The Mother)

 

CONVERSATIONS
14 March 1973

CONVERSATIONS


14 March 1973

B reads a letter to Mother from a teacher who expressed the desire “to get away from this agitation and to leave the school for this year.” Then the circumstances that determined this decision were explained to Mother.

As for me, I don’t understand anything about all these matters. For me they are... What does A have to say about this?

 

A: I don’t know what to tell you, Mother.

Just tell me: what impression do you have? I have the feeling that a spirit of confusion has entered into the school and is making a... They mean the same thing and they use different terms, and so the terms clash. I know that they have a very similar aspiration, but each one speaks his own language and so the languages are not in harmony and they argue about nothing. There, I think that the best thing to do would be for each one to remain quiet for a while. Tell me your solution.

I too, with the people who are... who are with me, I never used to have any difficulty, and now it is as if we were speaking in a different language.

 

A: And instead of stressing the things that bring us closer, we lay stress on the points of divergence, so...

Yes, they lay stress on that. But for me, it has a strange effect: it makes me feel as if I am ill. There is nothing wrong with me. I am well and that gives me the feeling of being ill, all the time.

 

A: It is a vibration of disharmony.

Yes, in truth it is the transition from the ordinary mental

 

 


 

consciousness to the supramental consciousness. The mental consciousness is panic-stricken in the presence of the supra-mental consciousness. I have the feeling — I shall tell you, this is how it comes to me — that at every moment one could die, the vibration is so different. And so it is only when I am very still... the being, the consciousness... the old consciousness — which is not the mental consciousness at all, but still — the old consciousness goes on repeating its mantra. There is a mantra... it goes on repeating its mantra. And so that is like a background, like a point of contact.... It is strange. And

then beyond that, there is something which is full of light and force, but which is so new that it causes almost a panic. So, you understand, if the same thing... I who am. I have a long

experience, eh? So if it causes that in me, if something like that occurs in the others, I have the feeling that we shall all go mad! There, that will do.

Does this correspond to something?

 

A: Yes, Mother.

So I think that we should keep very quiet so as not to lose the...

 

A (after a short digression on a new approach to biol-ogy): But then, to come back to our situation, couldn’t we, for example, by laying stress on the things that bring us closer and by trying to realise as rapidly as possible what you were saying the other day, that is, this fusion of the various elements. I suppose that if each one were

bent on finding out how the various aspects of the work could be integrated, well, they would forget the points of divergence and think only about the things that bring them closer.

Yes, yes, but our language. I was about to tell you, “It’s a good

idea,” but I caught hold of myself by the ear just as I was saying

 

 


 

it to myself. It is not an idea, you understand, it is our language which has the... it is like a bell-jar covering it up, a mental bell-jar which it does not want to get rid of. Really, it is a difficult time. I think that we ought to be very quiet, very quiet, very quiet. I am going to tell you my old mantra; it keeps the outer being very quiet:

OM NAMO BHAGAVATE.

These three words. For me they meant: OM — I implore the Supreme Lord.

NAMO — Obeisance to Him. BHAGAVATE — Make me divine.

This is a translation of it, I mean... Did you hear?

 

A: Yes, Mother.

For me that has the power to calm everything.


In these articles I am trying to put into ordinary terms the whole yogic terminology, for these Bulletins are meant more for people who lead an ordinary life, though also for students of yoga—I mean people who are primarily interested in a purely physical material life but who try to attain more perfection in their physical life than is usual in ordinary conditions. It is a very difficult task but it is a kind of yoga. These people call themselves “materialists” and they are apt to get agitated or irritated if yogic terms are used, so one must speak their language avoiding terms likely to shock them. But I have known in my life persons who called themselves “materialists” and yet followed a much severer discipline than those who claim to do yoga.

What we want is that humanity should progress; whether it professes to lead a yogic life or not matters little, provided it makes the necessary effort for progress.

The Mother
25 December 1950