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At the Feet of The Mother
The real struggle of life is not the struggle for survival or competing with other forms but rather, the struggle against the Inconscient resistance that deforms and denies. This is also the root of suffering that life experiences in bird and beast and man.
My mind has almost lost its power of memory. Can’t remember anything.

There is very often a complaint of this kind made during the course of the sadhana. I suppose that the usual action of memory is for a time suspended by the mental silence or else by the physical tamas.

Dr Alok Pandey and Narad on Savitri (VIDEO)
A huge inertness is the world's defence, Even in change is treasured changelessness; Into inertia revolution sinks, In a new dress the old resumes its role; The Energy acts, the stable is its seal: On Shiva's breast is stayed the enormous dance.
During the Second World War families came seeking refuge at the Feet of the Divine Mother. But as is Her Way, the Divine Mother turned this challenge into a divine opportunity to initiate a new project of preparing the children for the coming Future.
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Impassible she waits long for the sun’s gold and the azure, The sea’s song with its slow happy refrain’s plashes of pleasure, — As man’s soul in its depths waits the outbreaking of the light and the godhead And the bliss that God felt when he created his image.
Sri Aurobindo was now saddled with a double responsibility — the editorship and general control of the Bande Mataram, and his work as the Principal of the National College. Both of these works entailed hard labour, but in both he achieved unexampled success.
Dr Alok Pandey and Narad on Savitri (VIDEO)
A technician admirable, a thinker crude, A riveter of Life to habit's grooves, Obedient to gross Matter's tyranny, A prisoner of the moulds in which it works, It binds itself by what itself creates.
The dark deforming power that opposes the Divine plan takes hold of the force of life in its beginnings upon earth and twists it into something dark and even ugly.
... in flowers it is [...] a spontaneous movement, a very special vibration. So, if one is in contact with it, if one feels it, one gets an impression which may be translated by a thought. That is how I have given a meaning to flowers and plants
The source of all true strength is the self; our body and mind are only channels for the manifestation of the inner force; yet we rely on our bodily and mental efforts for our work and thus waste our life in vain and fruitless labour.
All our actions, not less the smallest and most ordinary and trifling than the greatest and most uncommon and noble, must be performed as consecrated acts. [...] Our commonest or most grossly material actions must assume this sublimated character; when we eat, we should be conscious that we are giving our food to that Presence in us; it must be a sacred offering in a temple ....
The Ashram and the School are held together by the power of Her Love. This is the secret Power of transformation that is ever at work in this geographically small but psychologically immense field of spiritual evolution created by the Mother.
There is a great mass of necessary information about the world, one’s body, the evolution of the earth, the history of the human race that one ought to learn and then also the training of the intellect to deal rightly with facts. [...] To neglect one’s studies as R and S have done is therefore a mistake.
Life emerges out of matter as if out of some dark obscure cave. Thus begins the slow ascension of life towards her divine home. In the process she carries matter transforming it into shapes and forms closer and closer to the divine Idea.