That means that you insist on going on your own bypath and yet demand of me that I shall bring you to my goal. All difficulties can be conquered, but only on condition of fidelity to the Way that you have taken. There is no obligation on anyone to take it, – it is a difficult and trying one, a way for heroes, not for weaklings, – but once taken, it must be followed, or you will not arrive.
There was a mango tree where the Service Tree now stands. The mango tree had to be cut down; the Mother asked us to get a Service Tree plant from the Botanical Garden. It was planted on a Tuesday in [May] 1930.
This particular day I had much to do as there were numerous dead branches to be pruned, diseased areas to clean out, jagged edges to be smoothed, etc. Climbing throughout the tree, section by section, I came finally to the eastern side and, turning a bit north, I saw Mother in Her room! Perhaps I should not have glanced at Her golden form in that vast space…
My golden leaves absorb the mystical energy of the sun and the suns behind the suns, and during the night I glow white with the lunar rays of the silvery moon.
The Mother’s light is my golden sap and I stand strong and steady as above and so below.
And I am an Eternal Tree and my soul is able to travel the dimensions leaving my tree still standing for all who may need me.
And when I desire I open my dimensional door and I dance in the multiverse with the light beings.
On the one hand, there is what Sri Aurobindo—who, as the Avatar, represented the supreme Consciousness and Will on earth—declared me to be, that is, the supreme universal Mother; and on the other hand, there is what I am realizing in my body through the integral sadhana. I could be the supreme Mother and not do any sadhana, and as a matter of fact, as long as Sri Aurobindo was in his body, it was he who did the sadhana, and I received the effects. These effects were automatically established in the outer being, but he was the one doing it, not I—I was merely the bridge between his sadhana and the world. Only when he left his body was I forced to take up the sadhana myself; not only did I have to do what I was doing before—being a bridge between his sadhana and the world—but I had to carry on the sadhana myself. When he left, he turned over to me the responsibility for what he himself had been doing in his body, and I had to do it. So there are both these things. Sometimes one predominates, sometimes the other (I don’t mean successively in time, but … it depends on the moment), and they are trying to combine in a total and perfect realization: the eternal, ineffable and immutable Consciousness of the Executrice of the Supreme, and the consciousness of the Sadhak of the integral Yoga who strives in an ascending effort towards an ever increasing progression.
Even when English was restricted to Britain during Old English, Middle English and the early stages of Modern English, there were several dialectal variations. However, when English acquired an international dimension, its dialectal variations such as American English, Australian English, New Zealand English, Indian English and South African English present a global stage for people to interact, which fact initiates an inevitable process for a common dialect.
And this inevitable process leads to a uniform approach in the Facebook, maybe omitting the vowels or using shortened forms such as ‘osum’ for ‘awesome’ or introducing numbers for spellings (4 for ‘for’, ‘gr8′ for ‘great’, ‘2morrow’ for ‘tomorrow’ etc) . All this might create a new dialect, (NETLINGLSH?). Only the future can answer.
If Shakespeare were to live nowwere to live now, he would perhaps add one more piece of work to his dramatic oeuvre by introducing the English found in the NET.
There is no right, civic or legal or republican or constitutional or any other entitling anyone to do whatever he likes in the house of another or debars that other from objecting or enforcing his objection. There is a discipline of obedience and of abstention from forbidden acts in this Ashram and whoever refuses to recognise it ‘ has no “right” to remain here. Read more…
These two are the only ones
Who dwell in this home called the universe.
When the Master of the house sleeps,
The Mistress stays awake,
And performs the functions of both.
When He awakes, the whole house disappears,
And nothing at all is left.
Two lutes: one note.
Two flowers: one fragrance.
Two lamps: one light.
Two lips: one word.
Two eyes: one sight.
These two: one universe.
Mirror of Tomorrow 