A New Turn for Tolkien’s Legacy

I highly recommend reading the very good, informative and interesting article, ‘Tolkien’s Legacy about to Get Bigger’, at the link which follows:
It highlights the importance of the recent withdrawal by Christopher Tolkien from the responsibilities he had until then regarding his father’s literary legacy.
Whether his voluntary absence from the decisive role he had before may have negative, or, hopefully positive consequences on the future adaptations that, like with Amazon already, will be now allowed to take place, remains to be seen… The analysis by the author of the reasons  to  be hopeful is the best, and the best worded, that I know of.
NOW A PERSONAL NOTE FROM MYSELF, BHAGA, AUTHOR OF THIS BLOG.

As a deeply appreciative fan of Tolkien’s Middle-earth world since 1975, and an equally deep fan of Peter Jackson’s adaptations of them to the big screen through the two Trilogies rightly mentioned in the article above as “wildly successful”, I have been sorry, but mostly amazed, that Christopher Tolkien, the son whom he had entrusted with the legacy of his writings, could have such a harsh judgement on those films – and especially on the ‘Lord of the Rings’ Trilogy to start with. But then, I realized that Christopher probably never saw the Extended Editions of any of those films… and although already in the Theater Editions I found a whole lot to love, it is the Extended Editions that really represent for me what Peter Jackson truly had in his mind and heart when creating those magnificent films.

Given the incredibly huge risk that had been taken by the financing company, entrusting the still rather unknown director that Jackson then was, with the enormous amounts of money necessary for creating the three films at once, it is not surprising that the Theater Versions of them are all treated like ‘action’ films to some extent, in order to insure the massive success they each had, both with the audience at large and the critics.

But to keep the films within the length and duration of 3 hours maximum that could still be endured and accepted by the ordinary public actually sitting in theaters, Peter Jackson had to cut out all the deeper scenes.. but at least he was then free to reinsert them when the time came for putting out the Extended Edition, ‘the Director’s Cut’, for each of them in turn…

This is why these Extended Editions are the ones I always recommend most warmly to the people who don’t know yet those films: for me the Extended Editions are the ones in which can be found more excellent renditions of some of the deepest and most beautiful scenes straight from the books, or closely inspired by them so as to deliver the same meaning and deep inner impact as the original scenes did in the books.

So the first thing I would have advised Christopher if I were his friend, would have been “Do watch rather the Extended Editions, dear Christopher…”

The second thing I would also have told him as a friend would have been how terribly disappointing for me it had been to discover, buried in ‘Morgoth’s Ring’, one volume of his own archival research of his father’s writings (the six volumes he published as the separate collection he called ‘HOME’), an extremely important, late-written text that his father had especially asked him to add to ‘The Silmarillion’ as its very first Appendix.

The text’s title was ‘Athrabeth Finrod a Andreth’: a beautiful additional story between Elves and mortal Men during the First Age, told as a Dialogue between Finrod, a most well-known Elf-Prince, elder brother to Galadriel, and the young and beautiful Wise Woman, Andreth, that his younger brother Aegnor secretly loves.

The contents, intensity and sheer beauty of this Dialogue, the ‘Athrabeth’, and the extremely illuminating and hopeful conclusions reached and expressed by Finrod towards the end of his passionate discussion with Andreth, if presented in ‘The Silmarillion’ as its First Appendix as wished by Tolkien himself, would have indeed effectively altered for the better the whole perspective the readers would have had of the entire sequence of stories from the First Age that compose ‘The Silmarillion’. And further down in Time, this text would have revealed the whole meaning and true usefulness in the Divine Plan, of all those apparently doomed marriages between Elves and Men that kept happening again between Elves and Men in he second and Third Age.

Well, I am immensely grateful to Christopher Tolkien that he did manage, as promised to his father before his death, to do what his father had not been able to do in his old age: to finally publish a rich and impressive ‘Silmarillion’, composed of texts by his father but selected and finalised by himself. But on the other hand I am as immensely regretful that he chose not to include that wonderful ‘Athrabeth’ that was so important to add as the First Appendix!…

In recent years, when Christopher Tolkien was asked by some publishers to select one story out of the ‘Silmarillion’ for separate publication, I had great hopes that this time he would seize this new chance and select the ‘Athrabeth’, fulfilling then at last his father’s wish. But instead he chose ‘The Children of Hurin’, a beautiful indeed but extremely sad story in which Fate keeps hitting at those Children of Hurin as mercilessly as it would at the heroes of some ancient Greek Tragedy of old.

So, alas, again the ‘Athrabeth’ remained helplessly and uselessly buried in the little known volumes of HOME… where it still lies to the date of this writing of mine.

As a specialist also myself of those ancient mythologies Tolkien and that third son of his knew so well, I have been very happy to see that the father, JRRT, somehow distanced himself gradually from the terribly tragic overall mood and outlook on life that most of those ancient epic stories, such as the ‘Kalevala’, were steeply reflecting, inflicting them as well, I felt, on their readers.

Well, luckily, besides his acute sense of the tragic, JRRT happened to have also a solid sense of humour, and an even more solid faith in God as well as in the Virgin Mary (he, like his late mother, was a staunch Catholic), that totally prevented him from ever falling entirely into any abyss of despair.

Moreover, one of his greatest heroes in his own Mythology, Aragorn son of Arathorn, embodied in the Third Age and the War of the Ring the sense of Hope still burning in the hearts of Mortal Men, just as he was their living Hope too: the actual Heir of Isildur, last living direct descendant of the ancient lineage of High Kings of Numenor when still allied to the Elves in the Blessed Days of their shared reverence for Eru, the Supreme God and Source of All.

To Galadriel, the Lady of Light, the most powerful High Elf still present in Middle-earth and protecting it with her inner power, this is still the beautiful future she sees in Aragorn, to be one day crowned the High King, if he proves himself worthy of that destiny, and of the name she whispers softly to him, her previous sternness melting into the tenderness of a mother, the name that would then be given to him: “Elessar …”

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It is precisely this whole atmosphere of Hope, of Faith in the Divine Grace and Help, that for me makes the whole difference between Tolkien’s Mythology and all the older ones. It is exactly the reason why I have included it in my own life of conscious spiritual evolution the moment I discovered it in 1975. It was so wonderfully echoing the Faith and Hope that are now born of the new Evolutive Step that is, thanks to the decisive inner Action accomplished by Sri Aurobindo and the Mother, starting to take place upon this earth he called ‘Middle-earth’…

But at this point, although the second Professor, the son, Christopher, is no doubt immensely learned too, I am not sure whether he really perceived in his father’s writings that deep difference with other epics, so clearly. And if he perceived it indeed, whether he cherished it as much as I personally do. If he did, how could he ever make those choices he made, that I just described above, and that are still so wrong in my eyes?

I find them wrong, not because I am not aware of “the beauty and seriousness of the work”, but on the contrary because I happen to be so acutely aware and appreciative of the even deeper, the actually divine “beauty and seriousness” (but that shouldn’t mean intrinsic sadness) “of the work”…

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Chanson magnifique: Le SOS d’un Terrien en détresse (and translation in English)

Une magnifique chanson, magnifiquement chantée, trouvée sur Pacebook et mise sur ma propre Page FB, mais dont les paroles françaises avaient besoin d’une traduction anglaise pour être appréciées pleinement par tous, autant que l’extraordinaire et très émouvante interprétation qu’en donne ce tout jeune artiste à l’incroyable voix.

Voici donc les paroles françaises, avec ma traduction anglaise pour chaque ligne:

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Pourquoi je vis? Pourquoi je meurs? /  Why do I live? Why do I die?

Pourquoi je ris? Pourquoi je pleure?  / Why do I laugh? Why do I cry?

Voici le SOS  /  Here is the SOS

D’un Terrien en détresse:  /  From an Earthling in distress:

J’ai jamais eu les pieds sur terre  /  I never had my feet on the ground

J’aimerais mieux être un oiseau  /  I would rather be a bird

Je suis mal dans ma peau  /  Don’t feel good in my skin

Je voudrais voir le monde à l’envers  /  I’d like to see the world upside down

Si jamais c’était plus beau  /  If ever it looked more beautiful

Plus beau vu d’en haut   /  More beautiful, seen from up there

D’en haut!…  /  From up there!…

J’ai toujours confondu la vie  /  I always confused life

Avec les bandes dessinées  /  With comic strips

J’ai comme des envies de métamorphose  /  I wish for some metamorphose

Je sens quelque chose  /  I feel something

Qui m’attire, qui m’attire, qui m’attire  /  That attracts me, attracts me, attracts me

Vers le haut !…  /  Upwards!…

Au grand Loto de l’univers  /  At the big Loto of the Universe

J’ai pas tiré le bon numéro  /  I didn’t get the right number

Si jamais c’était plus beau  /  If ever it was more beautiful

Plus beau vu d’en haut…  /  More beautiful, seen from up there

D’en haut!…    From up there!…

Pourquoi je vis? Pourquoi je meurs?  /  Why do I live? Why do I die?

Pourquoi je ris? Pourquoi je pleure?  /  Why do I laugh? Why do I cry?

Je crois capter des ondes  /  I seem to be receiving energies

Venues d’un autre monde….  /  Coming from another world

J’ai jamais eu les pieds sur terre  /  I never had my feet on the ground

Si jamais c’était plus beau,  /  If ever it were more beautiful

Plus beau vu d’en haut,  /  More beautiful seen from up there

D’en haut!…  /  From up there!…

(Soars for a while, then comes back down, and then very softly, sings the first words of a French lullaby)

Dodo l’enfant… do…    Sleep well, child, sleep well….

 

 

22nd September: Happy Birthday again, dear Bilbo & Frodo Baggins!

Bilbo Baggins, now well-known the world-over, “was born in the year of 2890”, and his much younger cousin Frodo “in the year of 2968 in the Third Age (1290 and 1368 respectively in ShireReckoning.)”, as you’ll find in Wikipedia for easy reference.

Yes, they both  had the same birthday: today itself, September 22nd!

I will not let that cherished ‘Hobbit Day’, as it is now called in many places of the world, pass without celebrating it, the Hobbit way: good  and abundant cheer, and only short and merry speeches!

This is exactly the way it was celebrated in the first live acting film, by Peter Jackson, adapting to the big screen in 2001 Tolkien’s major opus: ‘The Lord of the Rings’. Here, down below, is one moment when the two Baggins being celebrated together were side by side in the midst of the collective hobbity merriment taking place at their shared residence, ‘Bag’s End’, and of course under the nearby Party Tree of Hobbiton, their happy village in the green rolling Hills of their beloved Shire, hiding in a little cozy corner of the vast and dangerous Middle-earth:

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“The films, too, are amazing in their own right. I went to see the first one, one Xmas- and at the end of the film the packed house was completely, utterly silent, stunned into a disbelief that what they had witnessed wasn’t some kind of documentary about a real world! I have never witnessed anything like it before or since.The audience almost crept away in shock. It was most extraordinary.”

The above comment isn’t by me; it is actually by a Tolkien fan (thank you, ‘Honda Oxford’!…) who wrote it this morning on a site where an article had been written for today’s occasion. But when I happened to read it there, that comment was expressing so exactly, to the word, what I myself too experienced on my first time watching that first LOTR film, I decided to include it here just as if it were my own comment. The music also, by Howard Shore, was absolutely stunning: just perfect, be it for the Hobbits, the Elves, the Dwarves, the Humans or the Orcs!… What a totally amazing feeling of truly entering that Middle-earth I had known until then only through the (already so magnificent) books by Tolkien! Watching that first film has been an unbelievable awe, moment after moment, which is still etched in my memory with the power of special wonderfulness…

Why is all this so important to me, even though I am a ‘spiritual person’ practicing most seriously for forty-six years already the Integral Yoga created for Conscious Evolution by Sri Aurobindo and the Mother?… I will tell you that in another post, hopefully soon… As for today, it is dedicated to my beloved inner friends Bilbo and Frodo of the Shire!

Post Scriptum: I just watched again that great Birthday Party in ‘The fellowship of the Ring’. In case you’d like also to give yourself that treat, here is the link, and it has two parts that follow each other automatically if you let it happen…! Wonderful fun!!!

Celebrating the Birthday of ‘The Hobbit’

Happy 80th Birthday, Bilbo Baggins!

J.R.R. Tolkien’s ‘The Hobbit’ was published on September 21, 1937. Eighty years later, we celebrate the beloved classic with a look at why Bilbo Baggins still reigns supreme.
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J.R.R. Tolkien, author of ‘The Hobbit’ and ‘The Lord of the Rings’ trilogy, photographed in 1955.

(Photo: Haywood Magee/Getty Images)

Eighty years ago, in September of 1937, when the evil of fascism was poisoning Europe, and the world teetered on the brink of the most devastating war in history, a new hero was born. He was 50 years old, about three feet tall, with a beer belly, slightly pointed ears, and feet so hairy they needed to be brushed. His name was Bilbo Baggins and he was a pipe-weed-smoking, food-obsessed homebody, of a breed of creature no one had ever heard of before: a hobbit. Bilbo and his woolly toes stepped out of The Hobbit or, There and Back Again, a fantasy novel about Bilbo’s adventures with a wizard named Gandalf and a pack of dwarves on a quest to steal back their gold from an evil dragon. It is hailed as one of the finest, most beloved classics of English children’s literature.

Bilbo’s creator, J.R.R. (John Ronald Reuel) Tolkien, was a professor at the University of Oxford in England who was fascinated by invented languages, Norse myths and epic legends of dragons, dwarves and swashbuckling warriors like the Anglo Saxon prince, Beowulf. Tolkien would perform the classic poem about Beowulf aloud in his English Lit class, shouting, “Hwæt!” (Old English for “Yo!”) to begin the poem (and wake up his students.) Yet when Tolkien created his own hero, it wasn’t a monster-slaying prince or a hammer-wielding Norse god. Bilbo emerged from a single phrase formed in Tolkien’s mind while grading boring student exams: “In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit.” Ten words that blossomed into his first novel, The Hobbit or, There and Back Again, published in September of 1937, followed in 1955 by The Lord of the Rings trilogy. All together the books sold hundreds of millions of copies the world over, launched a multi-billion dollar Oscar-winning movie franchise, and spawned a legion of fans devoted to this very day to arguing the fine points of “Tolkien legendarium”—the exquisite details of the imaginary worlds and languages in his books.

 

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And there is much more to learn and enjoy reading (and watching!) in this great article, the origin of which is at this address:

https://www.biography.com/news/the-hobbit-jrr-tolkien-facts

With all my thanks and appreciation to Carolyn Jacobs, the author…

Notre Maman Divine et nous, Ses enfants

Avec mes remerciements à l’ami américain qui l’a cité récemment dans un message à moi adressé, ce passage du poème épique de Sri Aurobindo «Savitri», livre 3, chant 2:

«De l’Inconnu, c’est Elle le cœur lumineux ,
Une puissance de silence dans les profondeurs de Dieu;
Elle est la Force, la Parole inévitable,
L’aimant de notre difficile ascension,
Le Soleil d’où nous allumons tous nos soleils,
La Lumière qui se penche depuis les Vastitudes non encore réalisées,
La joie qui nous fait signe depuis l’impossible,
Le pouvoir de tout ce qui jamais
encore n’est descendu.
Toute la Nature l’appelle à sa manière muette
Pour guérir de Ses pieds la lancinante douleur de la vie
Et briser les sceaux obscurs sur l’âme de l’homme
Et allumer Son feu dans le cœur fermé des choses.

Après une si merveilleuse description d’Elle, qui est notre Mère Divine , comment puis-je oser l’appeler simplement et affectueusement «notre Maman divine»?

Parce qu’Elle est aussi cela, pour ces petits enfants d’Elle ici, que nous sommes tous encore, même si certaines de nos expériences ou aussi réalisations spirituelles peuvent nous donner parfois l’illusion que nous sommes déjà hautement évolués !

Tant que, malgré ces grandes expériences intérieures, nous avons toujours un ego presque «normal» (assez chanceux si ce n’est pas tout à fait un ego spirituel, le pire de tous …! 😀) nous ne sommes que de petits enfants dans Son grand Jardin d’Enfants qu’est la Terre, elle-même devant rester encore à la fois une aire de jeux et un champ de bataille tant que ce sens de la séparation que l’Ego donne, continue toujours dans notre moi extérieur.

Alors, n’étant encore qu’une grande masse d’enfants faisant plein de bêtises ici, dans ces corps humains tels qu’ils sont actuellement, nous avons souvent besoin de Son aide, car tous les enfants ont besoin de l’aide de leur chère Maman, toujours prête à les aider! C’est-à-dire, lorsque leur Maman humaine est une aussi bonne Maman qu’elle doit l’être pour que’dans la gaieté du jeu et en toute sécurité, sans entrave et sans torsion, ils se développent en de bons et heureux adultes humains …

Il y a quelques jours, en visitant la page Facebook d’une amie chère de France pour son anniversaire, j’ai trouvé cette jolie petite vidéo, dont je souhaite partager le lien avec vous ici aujourd’hui, car il décrit très bien comment une bonne, vraiment aimante mère humaine (et aussi, pourquoi pas, un père) se comporte avec ses enfants:

 

 

‘9 choses que vous devriez dire chaque jour à vos enfants’:

 Ci-dessous,  voici le texte des 9 légendes correspondantes pour chacun des dessins qui les illustrent:

1 / ‘Je t’aime’ – Dites-le plus souvent possible.

2 / ‘J’adore quand tu …’ – Exprimez votre l’appréciation pour les aspects positifs de leur comportement.

3 / ‘Tu me rends heureux’ – Ils se sentiront appréciés à leur véritable valeur.

4 / ‘Je suis fier de toi’ – Ils doivent savoir qu’ils font un bon travail, même s’il est difficile.

5 / ‘Tu es spécial’ – Aidez-les à comprendre que leur personnalité unique est une force.

6 / ‘Je te fais confiance’ – Cela fera d’eux des adultes honnêtes.

7 / ‘Je crois en toi’ – Cela les aidera à croire en eux-mêmes.

8 / ‘Je sais que tu peux le faire’ – Encouragez-les à ne pas abandonner trop facilement.

9 / ‘Je suis reconnaissante de t’avoir’ – cela ensoleillera leur journée! …

Je pense que nous devrions tous être reconnaissants envers mon amie pour cette vidéo, car ces légendes sont tout à fait importantes à retenir: elles expriment à leur manière non seulement ce qu’un bon parent humain dirait, mais en même temps ce que notre Maman Divine aussi nous dit à nous tous, silencieusement, tout le temps … que nous entendrions bien, si seulement nous apprenions à l’écouter dans cet espace intérieur d’Amour en nous, où elle peut être entendue lorsque nous sommes silencieux, tout comme la caresse calme et douce d’une brise peut se sentir quand tout se tait …

Même si vous ne parvenez pas au début à entendre Sa voix ou à comprendre Ses paroles, vous sentirez toujours le calme, la douceur, et vous ressentirez le bonheur profond que seule la caresse aimante de notre Maman Divine peut donner à l’enfant que chacun de nous est toujours, tout au fond …

Et ne vous inquiétez pas si vous n’êtes peut-être pas un aussi bon enfant d’Elle que vous voudriez l’être: Elle, si personne d’autre, vous connait et vous comprend parfaitement … même mieux que vous ne le faites vous-même, car vous êtes depuis toujours et pour toujours une partie de son Être infini, et cela apporte une intimité, une proximité totale que vous ne croiriez jamais être même possible …,

Donc, faites-Lui confiance entièrement, car vous le pouvez: dans Ses bras de Lumière et de Tendresse, vous êtes toujours en sécurité, même pendant votre Aventure sur Terre dans ce corps humain; car même ici, c’est en réalité dans Ses bras que vous restez secrètement tout le temps …! Vous êtes libre, bien sûr, libre même de L’oublier – mais à vos risques et périls, car c’est votre Aventure, alors vous devez être libre de la vivre selon vos propres termes, tout dépend de vous, même les dangers que dans votre script avant  de naître vous avez prévu que vous vouliez afronter. Et pourtant, juste se rappeler d’Elle, L’appeler, intérieurement ou extérieurement, vous sauvera quand rien d’autre ne le pourrait … si c’est ce que Sa Sagesse aimante considère comme le meilleur moyen de vous aider dans votre effort de croissance … Si jamais votre corps n’est pas sauvé, au moins vous saurez que ce fut de toutes façons le mieux qui pouvait vous arriver, car la mort du corps n’est jamais la fin de notre Être éternel: une autre aventure, une croissance accrue nous attendent encore et encore , chaque fois que nous le voudrons, et ceci, un jour, dans des corps physiques rendus immortels, au cours de notre exploration éternelle de nos possibilités illimitées dans Ses univers sans fin: car Elle est un Être Infini de Sagesse, Pouvoir, Harmonie et Perfection, et nous sommes les enfants de cet Infini.

Our Divine Mamma, and Us, Her Kids

With my thanks to the American friend who quoted it recently in a message to me, this passage from Sri Aurobindo’s epic poem ‘Savitri’, book 3, canto 2 :

‘The luminous heart of the Unknown is she,
A power of silence in the depths of God;
She is the Force, the inevitable Word,
The magnet of our difficult ascent,
The Sun from which we kindle all our suns,
The Light that leans from the unrealised Vasts,
The joy that beckons from the impossible,
The Might of all that never yet came down.
All Nature dumbly calls to her alone
To heal with her feet the aching throb of life
And break the seals on the dim soul of man
And kindle her fire in the closed heart of things.’

After such a wonderful description of She who is our Divine Mother, how dare I call Her simply and affectionately ‘our Divine Mamma’?!?

Because She is that, too, for those little children of Hers here, that we all still are, however greatly evolved some of our spiritual experiences or even realizations may give us sometimes the illusion that we already are…!

As long as, in spite of those great inner experiences, we are still having also an almost ‘normal’ ego (lucky enough if it is not altogether a spiritual ego, the worst kind of them all…!  😀  ) we are but small kids in her great Earth Kindergarten, itself  bound to be still both a Playground and a Battlefield as long as this Sense of Separateness that the Ego gives, still lingers in our outer selves.

So, being as yet just a big bunch of kids fooling around down here in these human bodies as they are at present, we often badly need Her help – as any kids do need the help of their dear, always helpful Mamma! That is, when their human Mamma is as good as they need her to be for them to grow playfully and safely, unhindered and untwisted, into good and happy human ‘adults’…

Just a few days ago, visiting the Facebook Page of a dear friend from France for her birthday, I came across this great little video, the link to which I want to share with you here today, because it describes beautifully how a good, truly loving human mother (and also, why not, a father) behaves with her/his kids:

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‘9 Things You Should Say Every Day to Your Kids’:

A little challenge (ha!…) for those among my English-speaking visitors who may enjoy it:

If you like, watch first the short video on YouTube, thanks to the link above, and then only you can if necessary look down below at the translation of the 9 corresponding captions for each of the drawings that illustrate them!  🙂

SPOILER ALERT… Here are the translations:

1/ ‘I love you’ – Say it as often as possible.

2/ ‘I love it when you…’ – Express appreciation for the positive aspects of their behavior.

3/ ‘You make me happy’ –  They will feel appreciated to their true worth.

4/ ‘I am proud of you’ – They need to know that they are doing a good job, even when it is a difficult one.

5/ ‘You are special’ – Help them understand that their unique personality is a strength.

6/ ‘I trust you’ – That will make of them honest adults.

7/ ‘I believe in you’ – That will help them to believe in themselves.

8/ ‘I know you can do it’ – Encourage them not to abandon too easily.

9/ ‘I am grateful for having you’ – that will make their day!…

I think we should all be thankful to my friend for this video, as those captions are all-important to remember: they express in their own way not only what a good human parent would say, but at the same time what our Divine Mamma too is saying to us all, silently, all the time… which we would start hearing all right if only we would learn to listen to Her in that Inner Space of Love inside us, where She can be heard when we are quiet, just like the calm and sweet caress of a breeze can be felt when all falls silent…

Even if you don’t manage at first to hear Her voice or understand Her words to you, still you will feel the calmness, the sweetness, and you will feel the deep happiness that only our Divine Mamma’s loving caress can give to the kid each of us still is, deep within…

And don’t worry if you are perhaps not yet as good a child of Hers as you would like to be: She, if no one else, knows and understands you perfectly… even better than you yourself do, for you have ever been and still are for ever a part of Her own infinite Being, and that brings an intimacy, a total closeness you would never believe is even possible…,

So, trust Her entirely, for you can: in Her arms of Light and Tenderness you are for ever safe, even during your Adventure on Earth in that human body; for even here, it is really in Her arms that you secretly remain all the time…! You are free of course, free even to forget about Her – but at your own risk, for this is your Adventure, so you must be free to live it on your own terms, everything is up to you, even the dangers that in your script before you wanted to face. And yet, just to remember Her, to call Her, inwardly or outwardly, will save you when nothing else could… if this is what Her loving Wisdom sees as the best way for helping you in your endeavor to grow… If ever your body is not saved, at least you will know that it was still the very best that could happen to you, for the death of the body is never the end for our eternal Being: further adventure and further growth await us for ever and ever more, whenever we like, and some day in physical bodies made also immortal, in our eternal exploration of our limitless possibilities in Her endless Universes: for She is an Infinite Being of Wisdom, Power, Harmony and Perfection, and we are the Children of that Infinite.

 

 

 

“Joyeux Noël!…”

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En cherchant sur Google cette image lumineuse

que

de “Luminosité”, Auroville,

je suis heureuse de vous envoyer

à toutes et à tous

ce soir,

J’ai trouvé aussi au passage

cette affiche

d’un film tout à fait merveilleux,

et cela, d’autant plus qu’il relate

UNE HISTOIRE VRAIE

arrivée en pleine Guerre Mondiale

 de 1914-1918:

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Si vous ne connaissez pas encore ce film,

Découvrez-le,

Si vous l’avez déjà vu,

Revoyez-le.

Que l’exemple de ces officiers

pour ce Noël-là

nous fasse unir toutes nos volontés

pour une PAIX permanente

sur la Terre entière,

enfin.

C’est possible.

Que la Lumière de Noël

Ce soir

Nous en donne la force!

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