In the élite school
Came this creation in the morning will of God,
For his habitation, sure, this his abode;
Hence flame rocks and fabled men are to be it,
For happinesses of the growing spirit;
The Yogi willed it, and was the thing decreed,
Even as his power in it did succeed;
A body is here, God’s happy living tool,
It, to be many, is learning in the élite school.
15 November 2024
अभिजातविद्यालये
आगता एषा सृष्टिः प्रातः ईश्वरस्य इच्छायां,
तस्य निवासस्य हि, निश्चितम्, एतत् तस्य निवासस्थानं;
अतः ज्वालाशिलाः प्रसिद्धाः पुरुषाः च भवेयुः,
वर्धमानात्मनः सुखानाम् कृते;
योगी तत्संकल्पं कृत्वा वस्तु विज्ञापितम्।
यथा अपि तस्मिन् तस्य शक्तिः सफला अभवत्;
एकः शरीरः अत्र अस्ति, ईश्वरस्य सुखदं जीवनसाधनम्,
इदं, बहु भवितुं, अभिजातविद्यालये शिक्षणम् अस्ति।
१५ नवम्बर २०२४
“My body is God’s happy living tool”
Sri Aurobindo’s siddhi, realisation, was his body becoming God’s happy living tool, an absolutely necessary condition. This was achieved. But after that it had to become universal, bodies and bodies God’s happy living tools. That was the Mother’s work. Let us refer, for instance, the following Conversation, dated 21 August 1963:
These days, I don’t know whether it has come to the last battle, but it has descended very deep into the cells’ worst-lit realm: what still belongs most to the world of Unconsciousness and Inertia and is most foreign to the divine Presence. It is, so to say, the primal substance that was first used by Life, and it has a sort of inability to feel, to experience a reason for that life.
In fact, it’s something I had never experienced, that absence of meaning; I always had a vibrant perception of a Power behind all things which is the raison d’être of all things — a Power, a
Force, a kind of warmth.
It isn’t the experience of THIS body’s cells: it’s an identification with the world in general, with the Earth as a whole. It’s an absolutely frightful and hopeless condition, of being quite close
to the bottom of the pit.
There is only ONE raison d’être, only ONE Reality, only ONE Life, and there is nothing other than … THAT. It was THAT, it was Something that was Light (far more than Light), Power (far more than power), Omnipotence (far more than Omnipotence), and also an intensity of sweetness, of warmth, of plenitude — all that together — along with that Something. And That came — a nothing you couldn’t get out of, because it was nothing. …
The Winds of Wonder 
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