Joy

See also: Joy (Aurovilian)

Mother's organ music
March 12, 1960 – “Joy”

(Shyam Sundar:) “What is the best attitude with which I should come to You?

(Mother:) To be happy.”

(Mother, 1955:) “It’s not the head which has wings: it’s the heart. It’s this... yes, this inevitable need. Nothing else counts. That’s everything. Only that.
         And so, after all, one doesn’t care a rap for obstacles and difficulties. What can that do to you?... It doesn’t count. One laughs at time also. What does it matter to you if it takes long? For a much longer time you will have the joy of aspiration, of consecration, of self-giving.
         For this is the one true joy. And this joy fades away when there is something egoistic, and because there is a demand — which one calls a need — which is mixed in the consecration. Otherwise the joy never disappears.
         This is the first thing one obtains, and the last one realises. And it is the sign of Victory.
         So long as you can’t be in joy, a constant, calm, peaceful, luminous, invariable joy, well, it means that you have still to work to purify yourself, and sometimes work hard. But this is the sign.
         It is with the sense of separation that pain, suffering, misery, ignorance, and all incapacities have come. It is with an absolute self-giving, self-forgetfulness in a total consecration that suffering disappears and is replaced by a joy which nothing can veil.
         And only when this joy is established here in this world can it be truly transformed and there be a new life, a new creation, a new realisation. The joy must first be established in the consciousness and then later the material transformation will take place; but not before.
         Truly speaking, it is with the Adversary that suffering came into the world. And it’s only joy which can vanquish him, nothing else — vanquish him definitively, finally.”

(Mother, 1955:) “Note that I am not speaking of what men call joy, which is not even a caricature, which, I think, is a diabolic invention in order to make one lose the way: the joy which comes from pleasure, from forgetfulness, from indifference.

(silence)

I am speaking of a joy which is perfect peace, shadowless light, harmony, total beauty and an irresistible power, that joy which is the divine Presence itself, in its essence, in its Will and its Realisation.”

(Mother, 1963:) “And yesterday, I had in my hands a passage from Savitri that was brought to me – it's a marvel, but ... it's so sad, so miserable, oh, I could have cried (I don't easily cry).

The world grew full of menacing Energies,

And wherever turned for help or hope his eyes,

In field and house, in street and camp and mart,

He met the prowl and stealthy come and go

Of armed disquieting bodied Influences.

A march of goddess figures dark and nude

Alarmed the air with grandiose unease;

Appalling footsteps drew invisibly near,

Shapes that were threats invaded the dream-light,

And ominous beings passed him on the road

Whose very gaze was a calamity:

A charm and sweetness sudden and formidable,

Faces that raised alluring lips and eyes

Approached him armed with beauty like a snare,

But hid a fatal meaning in each line

And could in a moment dangerously change.

But he alone discerned that screened attack.”

It makes you wonder.... It's like something gluey surrounding you, touching you all over; you can't go forward, you can't do anything without encountering those black and gluey fingers of Falsehood. It was a very painful impression.
         And last night, there was the Answer, as it were. This morning, when I got up, I didn't remember clearly, but in the middle of the night I knew it very well. ... I was as if made to live the WAY of turning that Falsehood into Truth, and it was so joyful!... So joyful. In the sense that it's a vibration similar to joy that is capable of dissolving and overcoming the vibration of Falsehood. That was very important: it isn't effort, it isn't righteousness, or scruple or rigidity, none of that, none of that has any effect on that sadness (it is a sadness) of Falsehood – it's something so sad, so helpless, so miserable ... so miserable. And only a vibration of Joy can change it.
         It was a vibration that flowed like silvery water – it rippled and flowed like silvery water.
         Which means that austerity, asceticism, even an intense and stern aspiration, all sternness, all that: no action. No action – Falsehood stays put in the background.... But it cannot resist the sparkling of joy. It's interesting.”

(Mother, 1963:) “There was even the vision of how the vibrations were in the cells: vibrations that were silvery, sparkling, rippling, but very regular, and precise ... (how can I put it?). It was the contradiction of Falsehood in the cells; like little flashes of silvery light. ”

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See also

• Ananda
• Sorrow and suffering
• Peace