Causal plane

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“Sweet Mother, how can one say that a fact is “already accomplished” where it has not yet been manifested — for instance, that the Divine has chosen an instrument, when nothing is yet apparent?

Yes, within, in the world which is not yet manifested, the decision is there, it is taken there; but then it must come to the surface.
         It corresponds exactly to what I have already told you so often about the freedom of India. After going to a certain plane, I said to Sri Aurobindo, “India is free.” I didn’t say, “She will be free”; I said, “She is free.” Well, between that moment when it was an accomplished fact and the time when it was translated into the material world on earth, how many years were necessary? It was in 1915, and liberation came in 1947, that is, thirty-two years later. There you are, that is the exact picture of the resistance.
         So, for the individual it is the same thing; sometimes it takes as long as that, sometimes it goes faster.”[1]

“Not last night but the night before, I spent a long time, almost two hours of our time here, with Sri Aurobindo. I have told you he has something that translates as an ‘abode’ (it’s magnificent, magnificent!) in the subtle physical. It’s always immense, so clear, well-defined, yet fully open. And I get a sense of ... (Mother takes a deep breath) phew! open, luminous – always, in every case. He is there ... maybe not quite as he was here (but it makes no difference to me because the change has been very progressive: I have followed Sri Aurobindo almost from day to day, step by step), and he is perhaps rather taller, with perhaps a form that has greater perfection, I don’t know, but to me, his expression ... (Mother smiles with her eyes closed) ... his expression is inexpressible. I spent a very, very long time with him. In those huge rooms (they are limitless, you know, you feel you could go indefinitely from one room to another, from one place to another), he was directing ... It was in a part of the place with a certain number of rooms (four, five or six, I don’t know), large rooms where he was directing a pottery, just imagine! But it wasn’t like here. There were objects made of clay. There wasn’t any process of firing, painting or any like that (it wasn’t like here), but there were shapes which looked like pottery shapes, and they had a power (Mother gestures downward) to manifest. And then, there was everything: animals, plants, people, things, everything, with all possible colors. I went from one to another, looking, explaining. I had spent a long time with him, and I knew exactly why and how it was done, and afterwards I went and studied the work and observed. Then the rooms were arranged, the things were put in their place: that was as if to show the result. And things ... charming in their simplicity, yet they contained an extraordinary power of manifestation! But they had a deep meaning. I took an object made of a very dark reddish brown earth, and it was badly put together, that is, the shape wasn’t right and I showed it to the ‘pottery foreman’ (there was a pottery foreman in each room, looking after the work). I showed it to him, and told him (it was fairly big at the bottom, with a small piece at the top [Mother draws a sort of vase with a neck], anyway it wasn’t well done), I explained it to him, saying, “You understand, it’s not properly balanced.” And while I was holding it in my fingers – it broke. Then he said to me, “Oh, I am going to mend it.” I answered, “If you like, but it’s not as it should be....” Of course, we say it with our words, but there, it had a very precise MEANING. Then, there were kinds of big openings between one room and another (they weren’t ‘rooms’, they were huge halls), and one went on to the place where they made ‘fish’! But the fish weren’t fish (!), they had another meaning. And there were fish this big, made of clay, colored and gleaming, magnificent: one was blue-green, another yellowish white, but pretty, so pretty! And they were kept on the floor as if it were water: the fish were kept on the floor, right in the way. So I thought, “That’s not very convenient!” (Mother laughs) And said like this, it all looks like childishness, but there it had a very deep meaning, very deep.
         It was very interesting.
         I spent at least two hours like that. It must have been between one and three in the night. And the sense of something so very peaceful, so comfortable and full of light and consciousness – especially consciousness – oh, it was wonderful. The consciousness here seems very, very restricted. Very restricted. And because it expresses itself through thought it’s weighed down: that weighs it down, restricts it ... fossilizes it. While there, the consciousness moves about freely in full light, oh, such a clear, clear atmosphere, so limpid ... shadowless ... yet everything has a shape. There are even streets (there are other places), but everything is like that, in full light.
         The feeling remained for hours afterwards.”[2]

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