The Mother on Receptivity (Agenda,17 June 1965)

Описание: This morning I was in a sort of zone—a zone or a vein…. You know, the veins of gold inside the earth? It was like that. In the mental banality of the world, there was a sort of luminous vein going past and in which I found myself plunged—it felt pleasant, it felt very comfortable. And I started noting things down, when those people came with all the usual ineptitudes, each one asking something, each one shut in like this (gesture with blinkers), so it went away.

I called it, “A few definitions.”

The first one was about someone going away who wanted to take something [blessed by Mother] for his family. I told him, “Oh, they aren’t receptive.” So he asked, “What does being receptive mean?” (He didn’t ask me, but when he left the room he was scratching his head and he asked his friend, “What does Mother mean? What does being receptive mean?”) I answered in English and it took many, many forms, and today, it’s one of the things that came in that “vein.” And what’s peculiar in this sort of experience is that when it comes, the words take on a very precise meaning; I am not at all sure if it’s their usual meaning, but they have the vibration of their meaning, a sort of crystalline little vibration. And it comes without alteration. I put:

“To be receptive is to feel the urge to give and the joy of giving to the Divine’s Work
all one has
all one is
all one does.”

It’s the one that came first. After it, there came the old story of “being pure”—what does being pure mean? It doesn’t mean all kinds of old moral ideas, no.

“To be pure is to refuse…

In other words, there was the sensation of something very active—very active: being passive wasn’t enough, it was necessary to be very active.

“…to refuse any influence other than that of the supreme Truth-Love.”

“Truth-Love” as one word.

Then a third definition came:

“To be sincere is to unify one’s entire being around the supreme inner Will.”

To unify one’s entire being around the supreme inner Will. And this supreme Will was visible, like a flame that had the shape of a sword; and only what is governed by That is allowed to act.

Then the last one (the last because they brought me my breakfast and I had to stop):

“To be integral is to make a harmonious synthesis of all one’s possibilities.”

It came along with the vibration it contained. And it could have gone on, it was there, but then I was interrupted. It’s more amusing than to listen to their stories, at any rate.

The inspiration of it all was that vein of gold?

Yes. It was light, not gold. It was a light like a strip (gesture). Then one is bathed in that and one is very happy.

And it brought me (what I have just said is nothing, it was the end) a clear vision of what’s necessary for the world, the necessary transformations in the mental atmosphere of the earth to put an end to wars, for instance. The “end to wars” was one of the consequences. And each thing was in its place in relation to the other (Mother draws a sort of chessboard), and there was such a clear, clear vision of all the relationships, of all the positions, of all that.

It’s great fun.

I mean it’s a pleasant distraction. It gives you the feeling of seeing very clearly all that must take place in the realm of… not exactly of ideas, but of psychological reactions.

And it doesn’t depend on me, I don’t make an effort: it just comes. It’s something that comes, then I seem to be plunged in a bath and I only have to look. It comes ready-made, effortlessly. It’s a STATE in which I find myself, with, for example, the vision of the terrestrial mental progress, of the way in which the human mentality is organized (same gesture as if indicating a chessboard); and it’s very interesting because living conditions are conditioned by thought-states, and so I see how the thought-state must be changed in order for life to be changed (Mother draws currents of force on the chessboard). And I sit there, as if in a theater, and I watch, and it works.

If I had some peace I would write it down (because it comes all formulated) and it could be interesting. It must belong to the realm of revelation. It’s like a luminous strip passing by, but it is all organized. But one needs peace (I scribbled the last note here while they were preparing my breakfast, and after that …). But anyway, it’s not of transcendent interest; it’s only because it’s very clear, very precise, and it obviously doesn’t have the character of ordinary human thought: it’s ready-made, it comes ready-made.

Note whole is not coming here. Please see for the full text in AGENDA, 14 June 1965)

The Mother
Agenda, 14 June 1965