COMMENTARY ON SAVITRI BY DR ALOK PANDEY (TEXT)
The journey towards the heart of darkness seems endless. It moves from grey to dark and further towards the dark extreme of creation.
At the Feet of The Mother
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CONVERSATIONS WITH THE MOTHER BY MONA SARKAR (TEXT)
...each time that I look at this photo, I feel first of all that this is not an ordinary look: it is not I who am looking but it is the gaze in identification with the Divine Consciousness.
A 1973 essay by Amal Kiran (TEXT)
A Body of immortal knowledge and force and bliss — a visible and palpable divinity — must be assumed to be the objective of every activity of the Mother as of Sri Aurobindo, even though our mind may fumble and see nothing but a luminous haze.
An essay by Dr Alok Pandey (TEXT)
The bodily cage gone, it is Her eternal Presence, not just the inner Presence, not even the Supramental Presence on that high plane beyond Time and Timelessness, but Her eternal Presence established in Her New Body that is now here in our midst.
Then Savitri following the great winding road
Came where it dwindled into a narrow path
Trod only by rare wounded pilgrim-feet.
A few bright forms emerged from unknown depths
And looked at her with calm immortal eyes.
Dr Alok Pandey and Narad on Savitri (video)
I know that thy creation cannot fail:
For even through the mists of mortal thought
Infallible are thy mysterious steps
Sri Aurobindo's letters to Nagin Doshi (text)
About the scientific classification of the elements of consciousness, well, people say that Yoga is a kind of science.
It is not physical science where everything can be analysed and measured or where there are a certain number of processes which can always be repeated at will with an exact mechanical precision
Commentary on Savitri by Dr Alok Pandey (TEXT)
Here Sri Aurobindo is cautioning us of what the aspirant may encounter on the Eternal’s Road. At the same time he reminds us of the ever-present Help and the Grace that we must always summon and pray for.
an audio in english
Many a time in the day and night it seems to me that I am [...] concentrated entirely in my heart which is no longer an organ, not even a feeling, but the divine Love, impersonal, eternal; and being this Love I feel myself living at the centre of each thing upon the entire earth ...