An essay by Bob Zwicker, which earlier appeared in ‘Mother India’
A video clip, based on a poem by Niranjan Guha Roy (1920-2005).
Because, Mother, the other day when I brought the photos I sent for A’s son, I wanted to know what exactly is there in Your photos
My child, me, I am there in the photos. Exactly what you see here now: the whole, like this, I am there in the photos. What I am, it is there in the photos. Only, in each photo a different aspect of myself reveals itself. All the same it is I who am there.
“Today she is simply and wholly an embodiment of Divine Love. And this love is seen by us to be really the greatest power in creation. Where she is, where she moves, there radiate waves of love, waves of bliss.”
“Mother Divine, they say you are 125 years old, but you are at once ancient and young. You are the eternal and universal creatrix and cannot be placed within the narrow confines of age, personality, time, space, or nationality. You are all-wisdom, all-wideness, you are omniscient and omnipresent.”
There will be more detailed and personal recollections and eulogies, but we would like to use this opportunity to say at least a few words in tribute to this beautiful child of the Mother.
“Sri Aurobindo’s voice was a beautiful, well modulated sound. Sri Aurobindo just sat there looking as though He were gazing out into eternity in His great lonely days of descent into mortal life in order to help humanity.”
“… on the morning of 17th November at about nine o’clock, a particular friend of mine — he has certain grounding in occult experience, occult knowledge, and normally when we meet, we exchange notes — told me, “I have seen The Mother’s body of light.” I got interested. He said, “The new body is full of light but it is not yet dense enough to function in the earth conditions….. ” And he added, “Those who are capable of seeing the Mother’s halo, aura, they will be able to see that luminous body.”