Manifestation of the Divine

January 1967

(Seeing a folder in my hand, the Mother asks:)

What is it?

Mother, it is a calendar. (Mother sees the decorative painting of a bird.)

Is it Chanda who has done it?

Yes, Mother.

It is well done.

What do you want me to do?

To write a prayer here, Mother.

A prayer?

Yes, Mother.

For whom?

For me, Mother.

For you?

Yes, Mother.

Why should I write a prayer for you?

Because I want it, Mother.

Then, you have to write it yourself. I won’t write it. If you have a prayer, write it. I shall see what it is.

But Mother, I want You to write something for me.

How? I write something for you? . . .

Mother, this is a calendar; and for each month there is a sheet of paper. On the top there will be a painting, as has been done for the month of January. And below, You will write a prayer for each month. And at the end of the year, it will be a treasure for me, with so many prayers written by You.

You want me to write a prayer here?

Yes, Mother.

But I don’t need to pray. I don’t pray. I don’t have prayers. To whom should I pray? I don’t do it. For me, I have no need for all this. I have a direct contact.

Then it is all right. I don’t know what to ask You. But, Mother, I have seen the prayers You have written.

That is for other people, not for me. People ask me to give a prayer for them, and from time to time, I do it. I only do it for those who need it and for those whom I see or think it is necessary.

Then, You can formulate one for me.

For you? But for you what shall I pray? What do you need?

See what it is that I need, Mother; I pray to You to write a prayer . . . I am open to You.

You want a prayer for yourself? Wait . . . but you have only to write it yourself. I will dictate it to you.

No, Mother, I want You to write it.

Well. (The Mother concentrates, then chooses a pen.) Don’t think that it will be just a prayer, like that. And after the twelve prayers, one for each month, it will be something very hard to follow and a complete step-by-step process for the year ... a very difficult work to accomplish. Try; we will see at the end of the year. But you will have to strive constantly to be what you pray for. All right. (The Mother concentrates, then writes:)

Ma première, prière:
Je demande à être toujours
et intégralement
Sincère

My first prayer:
I ask to be always
and integrally
Sincere

Have you read it? . . . What? You are looking like a rat caught in a rat-trap and not knowing what to do. What? You don’t like it?

Mother, why do You say that?

You thought it would be a very sweet prayer and full of consolation.

But, Mother, it is very good.

What? It is a bit difficult and shocking, isn’t it?

No, Mother, I like it very much. I need this; that is why You have written it. No, Mother, I like it.

Yes, this is what you must try to do. It is much more than you could have thought of. It contains what you could never imagine to pray for. We shall see for the next month. The work for this month is this — to become perfectly and integrally sincere. Do you see why I have written ‘sincere’ in big letters? Because sincerity is the basis of yoga, the basis of all progress. Without it, one is not well-equipped. Sincerity and faith . . .

I want you to become absolutely sincere, without questioning, without wavering; then it is a big step forward.

This is your aim for this month. We will see for the other months. But once you are able to do this, it is already something. We shall see what you can do.

Well, next Sunday.

Au revoir, Douce Mère.

29 January 1967