(Mother:) “For the last few days when I wake up in the morning I have the strange sensation of entering a body that is not mine — my body is strong and healthy, full of energy and life, supple and harmonious and this one fulfills none of these qualities; the contact with it becomes painful; there is a great difficulty in adapting myself to it and it takes a long time before I can overcome this uneasiness.”
(Huta:) “On Tuesday 9th November I was fortunate enough to be granted an interview with the Mother, in her Interview Room at the Playground. This cosy room, softly lamp-lit, was surcharged with a marvellous peace. Flowers, especially jasmines, spread their fragrance. The ethereal atmosphere carried me away. Everything was hushed except for the fast beating of my heart as I drew near the Mother.
She sat in a chair. Her feet, in white Japanese tabis, rested on a footstool. … The aura of her proximity, and her delicate French perfume entranced me. Tears welled up in my eyes. A prayer arose from the depths of my heart: “Mother, liberate me...” She was moved by the cry of my soul. Her expression changed, her eyes became yet more brilliant and powerful. Slowly she lifted her hand and pressed it on my head. Suddenly I felt as if the whole world was revolving around me at high speed. Her Force suffused my body. I was oblivious of my existence for a second or two and merged into her divinity. I closed my eyes in sheer ecstasy. This experience was unique in my life.”
- Words of the Mother – I, p.55
- Huta, The Story of a Soul: Volume One 1954-1955, p.20