I started contemplating or doing my Yoga from the age of 4. There was a small chair for me on which I used to sit still, engrossed in my meditation. … - Mirra Alfassa

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I started contemplating or doing my Yoga from the age of 4. There was a small chair for me on which I used to sit still, engrossed in my meditation. A very brilliant light would then descend over my head and produce some turmoil inside my brain. Of course I understood nothing, it was not the age for understanding. But gradually I began to feel, "I shall have to do some tremendously great work that nobody yet knows."

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About Mirra Alfassa

Mirra Alfassa (21 February 1878 – 17 November 1973), also known as The Mother, was the spiritual collaborator of Sri Aurobindo, who wrote a book about her in which he promoted her by the name “Mother”. In the 1960s, she established Auroville or "City of Dawn" as a place where "normal people" from all over the world could live together in harmony, seeking spirituality through Integral yoga and bring it into the world, with a central temple called the "Soul of Auroville", the Matrimandir.

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Alternative Names: The Mother Mirra Morisset Mirra Richard Blanche Rachel Mirra Alfassa

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O Lord, this earth groans and suffers; chaos has made this world its abode. The darkness is so great that Thou alone canst dispel it. Come, manifest Thyself, that Thy work may be accomplished. Solitude, a harsh, intense solitude, and always this strong impression of having been flung headlong into an inferno of darkness! … Sometimes … I cannot prevent my total sub-mission from taking a hue of melancholy, and the calm and mute converse with the Master within is transformed for a moment into an invocation almost suppliant, O Lord, what have I done that Thou throwest me thus into the sombre night?

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