August 8, 2018 – Prayers and Meditations

Immortal eyes approached and looked in his,

And beings of many kingdoms neared and spoke:

The ever-living whom we name as dead

Could leave their glory beyond death and birth

To utter the wisdom which exceeds all phrase:

The kings of evil and the kings of good,

Appellants at the reason’s judgment seat,

Proclaimed the gospel of their opposites,

And all believed themselves spokesmen of God:

The gods of light and titans of the dark

Battled for his soul as for a costly prize.

In every hour loosed from the quiver of Time

There rose a song of new discovery,

A bow-twang’s hum of young experiment.

Sri Aurobindo

Savitri, Book I, Canto III, page 30

Prayers and Meditations

August 8, 1914

MY pen is silent. . . . So absorbing is this material world! Why must we let it take so much place in our consciousness? Is it an incapacity in us? Is it Thy Will?

O my sweet Master, I would live only in Thee but Thou hast told me that I must live for Thee, and in thus living for Thee our consciousness turns towards external fields and we seem to go far from Thee.

I know this is not altogether true; but there is a resistance still in the being which refuses to yield, there is a door which remains closed, a certain door of luminous intelligence which no effort has been able till now to open, and this terribly impoverishes Thy manifestation.

When wilt Thou decide that the hour has come for all this resistance to disappear?

Monstrous forces have swooped down upon the earth like a hurricane, forces dark and violent and powerful and blind. Give us strength, O Lord, to illumine them. Thy splendour must break out everywhere in them and transfigure their action: their devastating passage must leave behind it a divine sowing. . . .

O my divine Master, do not reject my offering. Make me worthy to be wholly Thine in the plenitude of the giving and the fullness of the manifestation.

The Mother