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A Mystical Life - J H M WhitemanNovember 1932

The separation did not begin from a dream state; but during the night I became fully awake to the quality of this directed 'Obedience', now stronger and more clearly known. Almost immediately, the separated form was drawn upwards, quickly, and as if through a great distance, but without any loss of steady balance or of the feeling of peace (which remained inside, unmoved).

All at once, without any further change, my eyes were opened. Above and in front, yet in me, of me, and around, was the Glory of the Archetypal Light. Nothing can be more truly Light, since that Light makes all other light to be light; nor is it a flat material light, but a creative light of Life itself streaming forth in Love and Understanding, and forming all other lives out of its substance: a Light become Life not through addition to
material light, but by the removal of the impurity of fixation.

What can we say of the contemplating soul? Formed by the Life itself, she was yet face to face with its Glory, poised and held aloft as in the air, while the power streamed forth and past, shaping her form as to the wind ....

Far below, as things can be seen at those times without turning away, there appeared something like the surface of the Earth. But this was only for a moment, in a representative vision, to make clear the immense height to which the soul had been raised, and her nearness to the Sun.

How can 'Source' be described? How its direction? Though upwards and forwards, it was not a geometrical direction, more or less so, and in relation to something else; but an absolute direction, exactly so, by its own archetypal nature source it was, of Life and Truth, being the source of all Ideas of Life and Truth; yet manifested as in space.

And Lo ! suddenly, without any shift of direction, the Light was seen in a point. And in that point was the Idea of Twelve; not a twelve that could be counted, or that appeared separable into parts; but nevertheless the Idea of Twelve that enters into all our concepts of twelve.

And Passing within that Light, so that, while the direction appeared to remain, the light was not (so that I appeared to see in darkness), I came to the Archetypal Idea and Name of The Father.

But now understanding and obedience began to wane, and obscurity of mind insensibly took hold, because of the encroachment of self.  For a moment I seemed to see, at a lower level, a representation of the Idea of Seven; but whether this was objective, or prompted by imagination, could not be distinguished. Then presently, consciousness settled again in the physical body.