The Hour of the Toiling Gods

(follows to "The Hour before the Gods Awake")

The article* on Sri Aurobindo I mention in the previous post  had the strangest story an article could have. Beside that it required a subtle visit to Auroville together with the Master, it acted like the dissolvent for all my doubts and restorer of my peace of mind, moreover it was born in such unusual way deserving to be counted because it shows some of the activities we can entertain with in the mental world, and testifies on the existence of mental beings on such a level, as Mother repeatedly mentioned to Satprem.

One night, as soon as my body fell asleep, I "woke up" on the other side.

I only lost consciousness for a few moments while the body fell asleep, from that moment on, the physical body continued to sleep while I remained awake. At all the effects, I had never fall asleep. I knew exactly who I was, I didn't loose any cognition of my identity. I was as to say, a body of consciousness, my mental faculties were all there, intact in the transition, but now with an additional conscious acquaintance and access to a limitrophe condition of being and space of existence.  The mental world. 

Though not familiar with that condition, I knew already enough for not fearing it, I had grown accustomed to it.

This necessary introduction doesn't make any justice to the speed of the whole process, because within instants, as soon as I was in conscious sleep I unwillingly started to ascend within a blue mental atmosphere charged with a whitish fog everywhere, till I remained suspended in the middle of nowhere. 

I concentrated all my attention around and through that fog but there was anything else but that blue mist.
Then, an inner injunction as a silent voice alerted me to focus better.

I didn't know it could be possible to focus better in that conditions but I did. For a moment there was something as an invisible swirl at the level of my eyes which pierced the fog, then suddenly I saw them. 

It was a circle of beings not far from me.

They were handsome and seemingly entertained in some unknown activity of their own because they were not distracted by my sudden appearance.

They looked all male, with long black hair till the base of the neck, all dressed with a blue robe which left their right arm uncovered as the Buddhist monks, or rather, as the ancient gods in Renaissance paintings or Greek representations. Even the color of their skin was but a whiter shade of blue. 

They looked as gods or higher beings, certainly of a very noble nature, and they seemed at ease levitating in the middle of nowhere.
At first I felt somehow embarrassed to present myself uninvited, and for a brief instant I didn't know what to do.

But a moment later I heard a warm telepathic welcome from all of them at the unisone and the invitation to join the group.

In that fog I had not many options left so I joined that unfamiliar group of six or seven, sitting among them within the circle while discovering I had instantly acquired the faculty to be in telepathic contact with each of them.

In that new condition of perception, I could appreciate that in spite of their physical similarity, inwardly they each had quite a different and exquisite personality.

Their main interest was an object floating in the middle of the circle.
At first sight it looked like a seed of a plant big as a dish, open in two halves.

But soon my attention was attracted by one of them saying something like: "At this point having we said that, we  should also say...(don´t remember the exact words), and while talking, he made a gesture with his right arm uplifted and "taking the mental concept from high", descended the arm toward the seed and with a mudra of his fingers he placed the concept into the seed.

"But then", said another one "if we say this, we should also add... (again don´t remember the exact words, but he does a similar gestures as the previous one, till a number of them expresses their opinion).

At this point it had become clear that these beings were mental beings* and were dealing with thoughts and concepts, they could create coherent lines of thoughts, they seemed having access to a kind of invisible "mental reservoir" of concepts of different kind, dealing with them with an absolute coherence which I could clearly follow, and then put them into the seed.

So at that point the seed itself attracted my attention, and I focused on it better.

What had looked like a seed, looked now a typewritten page, and for a few moments I asked myself how was it possible that amid all such beauty and perfection, things could not be better arranged than presenting a page seemingly written with an old typewriter with some letter out of line!

Me too had an old one with that same regretful defect.

I made an extra effort in order to focus exactly on the sense and meaning of the written page, but then, I could not avoid a sudden and deep surprise!

The written page was exactly an article of mine on certain aspects of the integral yoga (of Sri Aurobindo) which I myself was writing at that moment! And the letters out of line I detected on the page were those of my own typewriter!

That sudden incredible awareness made me literally fall down quite abruptly back into my body again, waking up immediately with a jump.
I ran to my article, the page was still on the roller of the typewriter in all similar, even in the defects of issue!

That morning, while I sat again to my table in front of the typewriter with the intention to conclude the article, my mind went again to that unknown fellows of the mental world, I asked myself if they were invisibly around me.

Till then I believed to be the original and only author of the article, but now it seemed other beings had taken part in writing it!  
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*I was asked if the article is still available and which was the subject. I don't think it is available anymore nor I own any copy of it anymore, but I remember it faced the argument of death as optional in the development of the supermental consciousness and I advocated for a future immortality.

*For their look and behavior and for the situation in itself, later I found a similar reference from Mother (Mira Alphassa) when she mentioned a bluish being at the back of Satprem (see Agenda), which she identified as a Muse, incidentally Satprem was at that time writing a book on integral yoga.

The Prophecy and the blue sky after death

A blue mental world and beings to which Mother often referred, and "the blue sky after death" of Dharma Sangha have more then one reason to be similar.
Let´s briefly consider that D.S. didn´t need to die to talk of a blue sky after death, he is talking of something perceivable while in life.

What is sure, it is that within the context of prophecy and symbolic language, a distinction is made -and has to be kept in account- between "inner skies" and "outer skies".
Many prophecies, but I wish to consider here only one, the Apocalypse of John, are referring to events which a great deal happen in inner spaces and inner sky.

Were we expecting to read in the Revelation of John events to happen only or predominantly in outer sky, we would lose at least half the message.
We cannot reasonably expect to see a Dragon flying in the sky in the days of Revelation, but the Dragon could be a constellation or a symbolic element, a force, a concept, within our inner sky. It could be even...ourselves, or a darker part of each of us.
The fact remains, that inner blue sky is a reality.

Recently, a dear friend of mine which has sometimes premonitory dreams and visions told me of a recent one in which she saw clouds in the sky opening and a white horse appearing while the circle of clouds showed an intense blue sky.
The horse approached earth as flying in the sky (my friend is a fervent christian, so while she was seeing that overwhelming vision her mind remembered the words of the Bible: -And everybody will see Him-.
Then, the white horse while approaching earth and growing bigger plunged in a great lake of crystal clear waters.

She felt it was an objective vision, one which is meant as a general revelation instead of a more personal one,  the appearance of the white horse had a general value.
An objective presence.
The symbolic language of a vision is universal, the Kalki avatar appears in the sky on a white horse as much does it the Buddha Maitreya,  or the Christ of the Revelation.
It is real in the inner sky, unreal in the outer.
Unreal not as a fact, as a symbol.
We cannot transpose symbolic language into outer events, so in reading the Revelation, much is probably outer events, as the references to earthquakes, fire
in the sky and on earth, water rising or humans dying, are too many to refer -always and only- to inner events, but a great deal of it is to happen "within" our inner world and sky.
In fact, there is something which cannot be denied: everyone which reads the Revelation of John may not understand it, but none has a feeling it´s untrue.
Everybody feels it "has to be true" in a way he she cannot understand, but the language itself is over and far exceeding the level of doubts.
It is "true in itself".

We considered the possibility that John  was actually seeing events related with the same light Sri Aurobindo spoke of, the Supermental Light, a reason enough to require a deep transformation of human conditions of living and perceiving reality.

We have been even considering if the boy of the Vision of Mother and the apocalyptic times described in the very vision of Mother could be related events.

We perfectly know  the very first discourse of D.S. after years of silence, where words of warning for this world.

We should not expect to be continually warned, because once the vision has spoken, what remains is the time left to be accomplished whether we know it or not,  because a true vision will always accomplish itself.