In this our first newsletter of 2022 we present to you our latest book, Vision. Read a web version of this newsletter here.
Introducing Vision, our latest publication
On 28th May 1958, The Mother recounted a vision she had once of a wonderful Being of Love and Consciousness, emanated from the Supreme Origin and projected directly into the Inconscient so that the creation would gradually awaken to the Supramental Consciousness. The Mother’s account of this vision was bought out first in November 1906, in Revue Cosmique, a monthly review published in Paris.
One Of the Seven Visions
An excerpt from the book…
I SLEPT and now I am awake.
I slept upon the western waters, and now I enter the ocean in order to explore its depths. Its surface is green as beryl, tinted silver by the moonlight. Beneath, the water is sapphire-blue and soon becomes faintly luminous.
I lay down upon undulations that shimmered like the ripples in moiré, and now I descend, rocked from one undu- lation to the next by a gentle regular motion, borne straight towards the west. As I glide downwards, the water grows more luminous and is streaked with wide silvery currents.
Thus I go on descending for a long time, rocked from undulation to undulation, down and ever further down.
Suddenly, looking upward, I notice a gleam of pink; I draw nearer and see a coral-like shrub, as large as a tree, clinging to a blue rock. Water creatures come and go in countless variety. Now I stand on the fine bright sand. I look around me in wonder. There are mountains and valleys, fantastic forests, strange flowers which could almost be animals, fish one could take for flowers – there is no separation, no interval between stationary and moving beings. Everywhere are colours, soft or vivid and iridescent, yet always refined and in harmony with one another. I walk on golden sand and gaze at all this beauty, which is bathed in a faint pale-blue radiance dotted with tiny circling spheres, red or green or golden.
How marvelous are the depths of the sea! Everywhere one feels the presence of the One in whom all harmonies dwell!
I continue westwards, with no fatigue or lessening of speed. Scene follows scene in incredible variety; there, on a rock of lapis-lazuli, are fine and delicate sea-weeds, like long blond or violet hair; here are great rose-coloured walls, all spangled with silver; there are flowers which seem carved from enormous diamonds; and here are goblets as fine as if they had been wrought by the most skilful of craftsmen, containing what look like drops of emerald throbbing with alternate pulsations of shadow and light.
Now I have entered on a path of silver sand between two walls of rock as blue as sapphire; the water becomes more clear and luminous.
Suddenly, at a turn in the path, I find myself before a cave which appears to be made of wrought crystal, all sparkling with rainbow light.
Between two iridescent columns stands a tall being; his face is that of a very young man, and is framed with short fair curls; his eyes are as green as the sea. He wears a light- blue tunic, and on his shoulders are great snow-white fins in place of wings. On seeing me, he stands back against a column to let me pass. Hardly have I crossed the threshold when an exquisite melody strikes my ears. Here the water is all iridescent, the ground is strewn with nacreous pearls; the entrance and the vault, from which graceful stalactites are hanging, are like opal, and delectable perfumes fill the air. Galleries, nooks and recesses open on every side, but straight in front of me I see a great light, and towards that I direct my steps. This light is made of wide rays of gold, silver, sapphire and emerald and ruby, all issuing from a point too distant for me to distinguish what it is, and streaming out in all directions. I feel myself being drawn towards their centre by a powerful attraction.
Now I can see the source of these rays and I behold an oval of white light, haloed by a splendid rainbow. The oval is lying horizontally, and I sense1 that the one whom the light hides from my view is deep in sleep. I stand long at the outer edge of the rainbow, peering through the light to see the one who lies sleeping in such splendour. Unable to distinguish anything in this way, I enter first the rainbow, and then the shining white oval. Now I see a marvellous being, lying on what seems to be a mass of white down; his lithe, incomparably beautiful body is clothed in a long white robe. Of his head, which rests on his folded arm, I can see only his long locks, the colour of ripe grain, flowing down over his shoulders. A powerful and sweet emotion floods through me at this magnificent sight, and also a profound reverence.
Has the sleeper sensed my presence? Now he awakes, and rises in all his grace and beauty. He turns towards me and his eyes meet mine, eyes that are mauve and shining, full of infinite sweetness and tenderness. Without a word, he bids me a loving3 welcome, to which my whole being joyously responds; then, taking me by the hand, he leads me to the couch he has just left. I lie down upon this downy whiteness and the harmonious visage leans over me. A sweet flow of force suffuses me entirely, vitalising, revivifying each cell.
Then, surrounded by the splendid rainbow hues, wrapped in soothing melodies and exquisite perfumes, beneath that powerful and tender gaze, I fell asleep in a beatific repose. And in my sleep I learned many beautiful and useful things.
Of all the marvelous things that I understood without the sound of words, I shall mention only one.
Wherever there is beauty, wherever there is radiance, wherever there is progress towards perfection, be it in the Heavens of the heights or in the Heavens of the depths, there, surely, beings will be found in the form and likeness of man – man, the supreme agent of terrestrial evolution…
And, presenting “Beyond,” an exhibition that went by…
This exhibition is curated and presented by Céline Hegron, and paints portraits of Varanasi. She writes – to take a portrait is to meet another soul, it is to bring the emotion from the gaze to the heart.
This exhibition ran in the months of January and February at the Aurelec Cafeteria Gallery.
…”Activating the Pyramids,” an exhibition that is ongoing…
Writes Franz Fassbender, the curator of this exhibition – twelve thousand years ago, the great human path towards the creation of the Cultures of Social Groups started. Today we celebrate the beginning of a new human path towards the Web of Conscious Individuals. The “AM I” time concludes, and the “I AM” time begins.
This exhibition is ongoing and runs till the end of March at the Aurelec Cafeteria Gallery.
…and, “Forgotten Masters,” an upcoming exhibition…
Writes Franz Fassbender, the curator of this exhibition – as the East India Company extended its sway across India in the late eighteenth century, many remarkable artworks were commissioned by Company officials from Indian painters who had previously worked for the Mughals. These masterworks of the Wallace Collection celebrate the work of a series of extraordinary Indian artists, each with their own style and tastes and agency, all of whom worked for British patrons between the 1770s and the bloody end of the Mughal rule in I857.
This exhibition is upcoming and will through April at the Aurelec Cafeteria Gallery.
…at the Aurelec Cafeteria Gallery
PRISMA Books goes beyond the medium of books. Over the years, it has spread the curiosity and sensibility of art in daily encounters. Located in the Auroville business community of Aurelec, which houses a much revered al fresco cafeteria in the middle of a beautiful garden, we have been curating for the cafeteria, on a pro bono basis, art work by talents from the seven continents. The Aurelec Gallery is open from 8AM to 5PM, seven days a week.
The Aurelec Community Gallery provides you the rare privilege and opportunity to look while you eat, or eat as you look!
We wish you well!
The Prisma team of Auroville