The question of science meeting spirituality remains unresolved. Surely a time must come when these two lines will unite. We need to wait for that hour without haste or impatience. It is against this background that we shall read something from the Mother and Sri Aurobindo on this issue.
Although consenting here to a mortal body,
He is the Undying; limit and bond he knows not;
For him the aeons are a playground,
Life and its deeds are his splendid shadow.
Accidents are a major source of suffering which one feels were quite avoidable. While one has to tackle this at different levels and find ways and means to reduce accidents, there is always something that we can do from our side to diminish its possibility and also the after-effects.
Earth is now girdled with trance and Heaven is put round her for vesture.
Wings that are brilliant with fate sleep at Eternity’s gate.
Time waits, vacant, the Lightning that kindles, the Word that transfigures;
Space is a stillness of God building his earthly abode.
When Light first from the unconscious Immense burst to create nebula and sun
‘Twas the meeting of our hands through the empty Night that enkindled the fateful blaze