In her note I felt she was quite distraught. I wanted to keep it to show it to you, but there is such a confusion of letters that I don’t know where it’s gone. I don’t even know … I wanted to send her a brief note in answer, but I don’t even know if I did.
Because with all this accumulation of work, I have only one possible method—it is at every minute to “transfer” and wait for the Impulsion to answer or not. For certain things the response comes right away: I immediately write a line and it’s over; with others, I am obliged to keep it aside and wait in order to know what I should do. And among those, some I keep aside and find again, and another day, the answer comes and I reply; but with others, it’s as if … (gesture of vanishing) as if something took them away! They disappear, I don’t see them anymore…. Naturally, the mental answer, the invisible action is done instantly, in every case—I know what I answered her, or rather what I DID: that goes without saying and it never fails, because it doesn’t take any time, it’s immediate. It’s only a question … in reality, answering is only a concession to the external consciousness. You understand, there are a good hundred cases every day, so … What I lack is material time.
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November 15, 1967
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