THE EQUINOX
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 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 steps 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. Be-
came 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-increas-
ing persistence. The time occupied tells me its faults more than the text. A
good ‘rising’ should take 134 to 3 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 be-
came 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 loin-
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