Chapter 12

Two Stories

A story, and a true one, will perhaps prove revealing here. In 1922, Amrita, one of Sri Aurobindo’s most intimate disciples, complained to him about his difficulties in sadhana. Sri Aurobindo pointed to the Mother’s room and told him, “Go and tell her about these things. It is only she who can give you the necessary practical guidance. You will not get it by remaining with me for twenty years. I can only give you some force; the rest you will have to do by yourself. But for tackling the problems of physical life she is the occult master.” So Amrita approached the Mother. About a month later he told Sri Aurobindo that he had spoken to the Mother, but after several requests he had been granted only fifteen minutes of meditation with her on two occasions, nothing more. “What chance was there,” he asked, “of discussing individual problems?” Sri Aurobindo replied, “Yes, that is how it is at present. It is because she does not want to put herself forward. But if there is a collective service to the Divine she will not be able to remain behind. She will come forward to help in the service and it will be a unique opportunity for the spiritual progress of the world.” Such was Sri Aurobindo’s hint and prophecy in 1922. But even at the end of 1925, when Pavitra came, only Amrita and Nolini recognised who the Mother was; the others at most had some formal devotion.

Vision at the Matrimandir Auroville: 21.2.1979

Words of Champaklal

I saw the Mother with Her supreme sweet smile, pouring all Her love. The Hall was filled with supreme Love. She caressed my head for a few seconds, with both hands, and put Her seal on my forehead by way of a soft kiss. I saw in the Hall nothing except brilliant golden Light. I felt She covered both my eyes with Her palms, the way She used to do when She was in Her physical body.

I saw the Auroville Foundation Ceremony of 28th February 1968 as I had heard it being narrated to the Mother then. But now I saw all with an inner significance. I saw the Mother just above each youth participating in the Foundation Ceremony, with Her beatific, sweet, supreme smile. She radiated bright golden light and Her Divine Love. This reminded me of Krishna’s Ras Lila. Each participant was on a lion, holding his country’s flag in one hand and the earth of his land in the other, marching towards the Foundation Urn. The whole sight was magnificent. The lions were beautiful and most majestic in a shining golden colour. Their huge manes were almost touching the ground. The whole atmosphere was permeated with some unseen substance. This day of 28th February 1968 was unique in the world’s history – as expressed in an ancient Sanskrit saying it has never happened before and will not occur in the future!