Darshan of the Mother of Sri Aurobindo Ashram

March 7,197O
He sat, it seemed, for eons on the porch outside her room. He
had been waiting already for years, then months, then those
days since he was told he could go up to her on his birthday,
sitting in his solid little block of a Peace Corps house, trying to
concentrate on a name, a tiny face glimpsed above a railing;
eyes that blinked at the brightness of the Bay of Bengal then
swept