My experience of Satprem

And yet all these years of work and service seem to have met with a sudden wall. There has been separation. As for M.D and L.V, as for P.M, I am in fact quite ignorant of the actual nature of the misunderstanding or chasm or rejection – the various reports and commentaries shared by different individuals do not really manage to clear these questions. From what I was able to observe, to note, to understand and to realize so far, on this path, every relation, whichever it may be, is constituted by effects and responses and more effects and more responses – it is only the quality that changes, modifies itself, matures, cleanses… or deteriorates. The more one offers oneself to an inner transformative action, the more the cleansing and illuminating of the subconscient takes place and the unification of the different parts of the individuality is strengthened, the more one is freed from the ego mode – and the better one is in a position to grasp the objective truth of the other person or being, as well as of the relationship itself. However in the case of Satprem, the references and criteria of evaluation become obsolete – would it only be by dint of his itinerary in this life. Revolted, a rebel adoring the wild expense of the sea, passionate for what is missing and must be, he had in his very flesh, just as he was entering the adult age, the direct experience of the failure of humanity and of the horror which, lurking in human nature, can still take over this earth – when, a new member of the Resistance, he was arrested and imprisoned in a concentration camp. In order then to rebuild himself and to find a meaning of existence more sovereign than this horror, he went on a quest for clues; and this flame of need ceaselessly rose, through everything, sometimes loving and sometimes destructive – never satisfied. Soon after his release from the camp and the serious illness that had ensued, it was as if the Great Hand Above had lifted him up and moved him to lay him at the feet of Sri Aurobindo and the Mother – just so he may know in his heart that They were here…!

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