We are impatient about the physical transformation. But
our impatience really means nothing. There is a process, and there are
imponderables of time and of what is beyond it, and there has always to be the
sanction of the Supreme. The Mother constantly spoke of trying it in her own
body, trying it in the divine pragmatism. That was the only positive attitude
possible for her, and leaving everything to the higher Will and Wisdom. She
never thought that transformation could come quickly, in a jiffy. One must
first appreciate that there is such a big difference between Matter as it is
and the Divine Existence as Matter, that which is not at every second tied to
the obscurity of a half inconscient stuff. The question as to how long it will
take, could be viewed in another way. Now that the consciousness is there, a
fairly well-developed mental consciousness, things can possibly go much
quicker. The bulk of the work is done, says the Mother. Yet the danger of haste
cannot be underestimated. Truth born too soon might shatter this imperfect
earth, writes Sri Aurobindo in Savitri.
“If the divine Consciousness, the divine Power, the divine Love, the Truth
manifested itself too rapidly upon the earth, the earth would be dissolved! She
would not be able to bear it... brrf!” Yet the Mother had prepared herself,
prepared her physical self that it could do wonderful things. The divine
Presence, the divine Consciousness, the divine Truth could manifest as in a
flash, could change it. She perceived that it is a Force, a Will that moves
forward step by step. The truth is, there is none who is not ruled by the law
of inconscience. There is prevalent disorganisation that prevents the cohesion
necessary for the cells to constitute an individual body. But there is the
aspiration of the cells, and there is something like a central consciousness of
the body which aspires intensely, with a surrender as complete as it can make. There
is peace and light, and there is the Harmony. There is at once this feeling in
the cells that they live the eternity, for the eternity. “This happens many
times in a day. At times it is like a mass. Sometimes it is only a thing that
touches; then in the consciousness of the body it translates itself in this
way, as a kind of thanksgiving: a progress in fact over the inconscience. There
was, as it were, a total vision of this effort of the earth towards its
divinisation. It belongs to a domain which is not yet ready to be explained, to
be manifested in words. What is spoken is almost incomprehensible.”
15 November
1967
I never thought—I never thought that it, transformation,
could come quickly. First of all, one has only to try, as I do, on one’s own
body, see the difference between matter as it is, the constitution as it is, and
then... what one may conceive of a divine existence—that is to say, divine,
which is not at every second tied to the obscurity of a half inconscient
matter... How long will it take? How long has it taken to change the stone into
the plant, the plant into the animal, the animal...? We do not know, but in the
way things move... Naturally, the more it moves, the more it goes quickly, it
is understood, but quickly... quickly?
Nature has arranged things progressively to manifest
the consciousness; that is to say, the whole work has been to prepare the
Inconscient in such a way that it may become conscious. Now the consciousness is
there, at least in a large measure; hence it goes much quicker; that is to say,
the bulk of the work is done. But still, as I have said, when one sees the
degree to which it is tied to inconscience, to a half-vague consciousness, and
sees that men who do not know still feel the “fatality”, the “destiny”—what
they call “Nature” and all that dominates and rules—well, for the last change
to be done, all that must become fully conscious, and not only in the mental
way but in the divine way! So, much remains to be done.
This is just what I see every day with this poor little
body, and then, all that surrounds it, all this substance as it is, oh!...
nothing but illness and misery and disorder. Oh! All that has nothing in common
with the Divine. An unconscious mass. ...
But Sri Aurobindo says that if the divine
Consciousness, the divine Power, the divine Love, the Truth manifested itself
too rapidly upon the earth, the earth would be dissolved! She would not be able
to bear it... brrf! ...
The smaller dose is always there. It is always there, a
small dose; there is even a somewhat strong dose, and if one looks at That, one
is full of wonder. But it is just because of That that one still sees... how
things are.
An infinitesimal drop of That, can cure you in a
minute—“it can”: it does cure you, not “it can”; you are all the while in that
state, poised, and the least failing means disorder and the end; and just one
drop of That... it becomes light and progress. The two extremes are side by
side.
If this instrument was made to observe, to explain, to
describe, it could say wonderful things, but, well... I think—I do not know,
but it seems to be the first time that the instrument, instead of being made in
order to bring the “Good Tidings”, the “Revelation”, to give the signal, has
been made to... to try to realise—to do the work, the obscure task. And so it
observes, and it is compelled at every minute to see how much work still
remains to be done.... And so, as regards itself it can rejoice only when the
work has been done—but what does that mean, the “work done”?
This divine Presence, this divine Consciousness, this
divine Truth manifests itself like this, in a flash, and then... everything
goes on in its usual trot—there is a change, but an imperceptible change. Well,
for the body this is all right, and I think it is that which sustains its
courage and gives it a kind of smiling peace in spite of all that is so little
satisfactory with regard to the result; but this cannot satisfy it, it will be
satisfied only... when the thing will be done, that is to say, when what is now
a revelation—dazzling but short-lived—will be an established fact, when truly
there will be divine bodies, divine beings dealing with the world in a divine
way; then, then only it will say, “Yes, that is it”, but not before. Well,
that, I do not believe that it can be immediately.
It is a... a Force, a Will that moves forward step by
step and that cannot stop in order to tell the story, to rest content with what
has been done.
Is there anywhere upon earth a being truly divine, that
is to say, who is not ruled by any law of inconscience?... One would know, it
seems to me. If it existed and I did not know it, then I must say that I must
have somewhere in me a very great insincerity for such a thing to happen.
To say the truth, I do not ask myself the question. ...
The process I do not see, how to get out of this inertia, this unconsciousness.
This process of transformation—it does not stop!
There is the perception, the perception of a kind of
disorganisation, like a current of disorganisation; then the substance constituting
the body begins at first by feeling, then by noticing the effect, then
everything begins to be disorganised. It is this disorganisation that prevents
the cohesion necessary for the cells to constitute an individual body; then one
knows, ah! There is going to be dissolution. Then the cells aspire, and there
is something like a central consciousness of the body which aspires intensely,
with a surrender as complete as it can make: “Thy Will, Lord, Thy Will, Thy
Will.” Then there is a kind of—not anything bursting aloud, not any dazzling
flash, but a kind of... yes, it gives the feeling of a condensation of this
current of disorganisation, and then something stops; at first a peace, then a
light, then the Harmony—and the disorder disappears. And when the disorder has
disappeared, at once there is this feeling in the cells that they live the
eternity, for the eternity.
Well, this, in this way, with all the intensity of
concrete reality, is happening not only daily but many times in a day. At times
it is very severe, that is to say, like a mass. Sometimes it is only a thing
that touches; then in the consciousness of the body it translates itself in
this way, as a kind of thanksgiving: a progress in fact over the inconscience.
Only, these are not resounding events; the human neighbour does not even know it,
he can perhaps notice a kind of cessation in the outward activity, a kind of
concentration, but that’s all. So one does not speak of the matter, one cannot
write books on it, one does not do propaganda about it.... It is this, the
work. ...
It is a day or two now, I do not know, there was, as it
were, a total vision of this effort of the earth towards its divinisation, and
it was as if someone were saying (it is not “someone”, it is the witness
consciousness, the consciousness that observes, but it formulates itself in
words; very often it formulates itself in English and I have the feeling that
it is Sri Aurobindo, the active consciousness of Sri Aurobindo, but sometimes
it is translated into words only in my consciousness) and it was something that
said, “Yes, the time of proclamations, of revelations is gone—now to action.”
In fact, proclamations, revelations, prophecies, all
that is very agreeable, it gives the feeling of something “concrete”; now it is
very obscure, the feeling that it is very obscure, invisible (the results will
be visible only a long, long time hereafter), not understood.
It belongs to a domain which is not yet ready to be
explained, to be manifested in words. And indeed, to the extent that it is
truly new, it is incomprehensible. What I say does not correspond to any
experience lived through by him who reads about it.
And I see quite well, I see so well the little work
like this (gesture of reversal) which would be needed for it to become a prophetic
revelation. A little work, a little reversal in the mind —the experience is
altogether outside the mind, and so what is spoken of it (Mother tilts her
head)... Precisely because it is not mental, the thing is almost
incomprehensible; and for all this (oh! it is visible) for all this to become
accessible, just a little reversal (same gesture) in the mind and it becomes a
prophecy. And that... that is not possible. It will lose its truth.