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.
(Brief von Mutter an Satprem, unterwegs)
11.8.59
Satprem, mein liebes Kind,
Jetzt kann ich Dir sagen, daß ich Dich keine einzige Stunde verließ; ich war ständig bei Dir, mit der Hoffnung, Deine inneren Augen würden sich öffnen und mich sehen, wie ich über Dich wache und Dich mit meiner Kraft und meiner Liebe umgebe. In Deiner eigenen Tiefe wollte ich, daß Du die Gewißheit, die Wahrheit und die Freude findest.
Jetzt schreibe ich Dir, was ich Dir von Anfang an sagen wollte: wenn Du zum Aschram zurückkommst, trage nicht mehr das orange Gewand [[ Das Gewand der Sannyasins ]], komme mit der weißen Kleidung, die X Dir gab ...
Und wir überlassen dem Höchsten Herrn die Sorge, über die Einzelheiten der Zukunft zu entscheiden.
Mit all meiner Liebe und meinen Segenswünschen.
Mutter
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