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[This sounds very good indeed. O.M.]
Aug. 27. The most perfect peace I have experienced for a long time.
Sep. 1. This is the last day of the six months.
Nov. 9. Nearly two months since I made an entry. Will write down a few
of the events that I remember during that time. Have done some slight
morning and evening practice almost every day. Have occupied a fair
amount of time in giving what instructions I can on occult matters to those
who have requested information.
S. and L. have become sufficiently interested to apply for Studentship,
and W. has at last written and asked re Probationer-ship. Have heard
finally from Fra P.A. and answered his letter.
Nov. 26, 11:40 to 11:55 P.M. Meditation on Love. Commenced with sending
Love to the six directions of space (See Training of the Mind, The Equinox,
vol. 5). Became identified with Love to the exclusion of all other ideas. It
is verily a dew which dissolves thought.
[Dangerous, though, for a beginner. Often means little more than the
maudlin benevolence of one who has dined too well. Fill yourself with
Love, and it will flow out of its own accord. O.M.]
Nov. 27. Letter from Chancellor of A4"A4". Was glad to receive this, as it
cleared up a point that had long troubled me. Note: This was the point re
Astral journeys, mentioned before.
[This gave Fra. V.I.O.. fresh confidence, and we find records of
experiments at once. Ed.]
Nov. 27, 11:6 to 11:28 P.M. Astral Journey. Rising on the Planes. Will try
and recount this experience in detail as it was somewhat different from
any previous experiment. After prayer, formulated astral enclosing body
and began to rise. Tried to ascend Middle Pillar. Dark Blue, then more
Purple. Presently found my astral body in a sort of open Temple Square
with 4 pillars for corners, open sides and a high domed roof. In the centre
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of the floor was a circular basin of water. Someone said (of the water) It is
Thyself (or thy mind). Could distinguish nothing for some time.
Presently a star appeared in the centre of the pool, evidently reflected
through a circular hole in centre of roof. Looking up, could not see this star
from where I was standing on the step at front of Temple. Someone said:
Enter the water. Did so, finding it reached to the neck. Looked up, and
could discern the star clearly. Someone said You must travel up through
the roof to the star. Did so, and discovered I was without clothes. Some
time elapsed before I could get near the star, but on doing so I was whirled
round it three times and alighted. Then became conscious that the body
had given place to a flame only. Ascended as a flame into the air. Became
dimly conscious that the flame was in the heart of a larger body. Strove
still to rise, but came to blackness. Returned and disrobed. Gave thanks
and entered diary.
[This is very good indeed, as a start. It should be repeated with ever-
increasing persistence. The time occupied tells me its faults more than the
text. A good rising should take 1? to ½ hours. O.M.]
Nov. 28, 11:5 to 11:27 P.M. Astral Journey.
Drew, with wand, in front of me, a circle (three times round) and
formed astral in that. Rose to a great height. Suddenly, as it were, a rope
flashed round me and fell, forming a spiral, ever widening, at the top of
which I sat. Stood up on this, only to fall, down, down, down, not quite
vertically into the water. Rising again, and striking out, I after a short
while perceived a boat, something like a gondola, and swam towards it. It
was rowed by a dark-skinned man, old and wrinkled, whom I at first
thought to be an Indian. As I reached the boat and put my hand on the side,
it seemed as if he would strike at me with his oar, but no, he grinned, and I
drew myself into the boat and sat in the fore part, which was high and
covered by a sort of hood. Presently, it struck me that the man was not
living but dead. Death. We then drifted in a mist, and all became blank for
a while; the memory of boat, man and self, were all but lost. When the
mist cleared I realized that the man was no longer there, and I myself
guided the boat. Coming back out of the mist the waters were blue and no
longer black, and I realized that day was breaking. Gradually I watched the
Sunrise, and set the boat in that direction, rowing so as to keep my face to
the Sun. It seemed like a Portal; but, keeping on, it presently rose, and by
the time it was getting high in the heavens I perceived a fair City ahead.
Domes, Minarets, etc. Arriving there, I for the first time noticed I was dark
skinned and clad in a loincloth.
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Landing, I was surrounded with men in an Eastern costume, Arabs or
Turks I thought. One old man took me by the hand, I made the sign of the
Pentagram over him, but he smiled and said Come along, it s all right,
and led me along a street paved with cobbles, the houses of which
overhung, till we reached a sort of a mosque. Entering this he led me to the
altar, which was supported by brackets from the wall, and above which was
a beautiful stained window. At the sides were thin columns and sort of
boxes, similar to theatre boxes. We knelt at the altar; and he took my hand
and said: Raise your consciousness. I perceived a star and crescent
above me, and a cross dimly formulated in the background. After this, the
astral seemed to coincide with the body; but consciousness of the astral
surroundings was still clear. Continued to raise consciousness, and to send
out thoughts of Love. Perceived around me innumerable streams of
thought, interlacing and like a net-work, and when the Love-thought was
sent out, the whole net sparkled, as with little specks of gold. Continued in
this thought for some minutes, and gradually returned to normal. Gave
thanks and entered diary.
[Very nearly in serious trouble, my young and rash friend. It seems
that you must go up well outside earth-attraction if you wish to get good
astrals. It sounds Sunday-school-talk, and I can give no reason. But I ve
tried repeatedly going horizontally and downwards, always with the same
result. Gross and hostile things are below, pure beings above. The vision
is good enough for what it is; it is clear and coherent. But I see no trace of
scientific method in directing the vision. I explain further in the general
comment. O.M.]
About this time Frater V.I.O. appears to have been
studying Jnana Yoga. There is a simple entry on November
30th, THOU ART THAT, without any attempt at
comment, and on the following day Ditto, but in a less
degree. On December 4 we find this entry:
The reading of Jnana Yoga revives very clearly the state of Unity
produced by the practice of Raja Yoga. There is a clearer conception, and
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