How to call It?

There are two separations that must be conquered: the separation of individual consciousnesses between them as between each of them and the whole, and the separation between each consciousness and its true and permanent source. When Douce Mere began to work intensively in Her own body to awaken in it the awareness of the Presence and to open it to the Force of Truth, a few of Her disciples without telling Her constructed for Her a new apartment on the roof terrace of the central building of the Ashram, which they arranged and fitted a little like a cabin on a cruiser and, behind a wooden panel was a small well equipped washroom, where She would arrange Her various phials and jars and her necessaries and on a little tablet set near to the seat She even had what She would need to write notes; there was just enough room to turn around, but one day She somehow slipped and found Herself on the floor, momentarily stunned: Her body at once protested, but not because of the fall and its discomfort, rather because of the confusion and disorder in the relations – a disharmony had occurred between the elements of a whole and the molecules of the glass phials, of the shelf, of the porcelain basin, of Her leg or of Her hands that was gripping the tablet were all disturbed at once and it was as if some absurdity afflicted them all at the same time, which must be shaken off. For, the more She advanced in the work and the more She entered in a continuum wherein the Presence was Life – wherein all lived by the Presence.

The body of Douce Mere, itself increasingly aware of this immutable reality, was simultaneously becoming more permeable to the other bodies and identified with them and more able to transmit to them a measure of force and harmony – and yet,

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