Agenda de l’action Supramentale sur la Terre. The 'psychological preparation' of Satprem for his role as The Mother's confidant, as She narrated her experiences of the 'yoga of the cells' from 1951-1973.
This first volume is mostly what could be called the "psychological preparation" of Satprem. Mother's confidant had to be prepared, not only to understand the evolutionary meaning of Mother's discoveries, to follow the tenuous thread of man's great future unravelled through so many apparently disconcerting experiences - which certainly required a steady personal determination for more than 19 years! - but also, in a way, he had to share the battle against the many established forces that account for the present human mode of being and bear the onslaught of the New Force. Satprem - "True Love" - as Mother called him, was a reluctant disciple. Formed in the French Cartesian mold, a freedom fighter against the Nazis and in love with his freedom, he was always ready to run away, and always coming back, drawn by a love greater than his love for freedom. Slowly she conquered him, slowly he came to understand the poignant drama of this lone and indomitable woman, struggling in the midst of an all-too-human humanity in her attempt to open man's golden future. Week after week, privately, she confided to him her intimate experiences, the progress of her endeavour, the obstacles, the setbacks, as well as anecdotes of her life, her hopes, her conquests and laughter: she was able to be herself with him. He loved her and she trusted him. It is that simple.
(Lettre de Satprem à Mère)
Pondichéry, sans date, 1956
Douce Mère, voici ce qui se passe en moi presque chaque soir: je suis littéralement comme un paquet de force comprimée qui n’arrive pas à éclater ou à se fixer et se résoudre. Le poids est tel dans ma poitrine que je respire mal, c’est comme si tout le sang venait se concentrer là et m’oppresser. Dans la tête, la pression est parfois si intense que je n’ose même pas fermer les yeux et me concentrer davantage car il me semble que cela pourrait craquer. Tout mon être est tellement tendu et plein de force qu’il me semble que cela pourrait physiquement se briser.
Tout cela est un état peut-être dangereux? Ou bien est-ce normal? Je voudrais savoir si cette impression que cela pourrait craquer physiquement est un bon signe ou un mauvais? Si c’est un mauvais signe, que faire?
Il y a certainement une résistance en moi, quelque chose qui fondamentalement dit «Non» et j’essaye de me maintenir mentalement calme, sans révolte, mais cela résiste dans les profondeurs. Je ne suis pas du tout à la recherche de «pouvoirs», mais cette condition négative est-elle suffisante pour écarter les accidents? Veux-tu m’éclairer. Que puis-je faire contre cette résistance profonde?
Ton enfant
Signé: Bernard
P.S. Je dors de plus en plus mal.
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