JOHN ST. JOHN
4.53. the Kundalini sleeps in the Svadistthana, no more in
the Muladhara Cakkrfim.
See also the Rosicrucian lecture on the Microcosmos,
where this view is certainly upheld, the Qliphoth of an
Adept being balanced and trained to fill his Malkuth,
vacated by the purified Nephesch which has gone up
to live in Tiphereth.
Or so O.M. read it.
The other idea of the Light descending and filling each
principle with its glory is, it seems to him, less fertile,
and less in accord with any idea of Evolution.
(What would Judas McCabbage think ?)
And one can so readily understand how tremendous a
task is that of the postulant, since he has to glorify and
initiate all his principles and train them to their new
and superior tasks.
This surely explains better the
terrible dangers of the path.
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Some years back, 011 the Red River in China, John St.
John saw at every corner of that swift and dangerous
stream a heap of wreckage.
. . . He, himself in danger, thought ofhis magical career.
Alcoholism, insanity, disease, faddism, death, knavery,
prison—every earthly hell, reflection of some spiritual
blunder, had seized his companions.
By dozens had
that band been swept away, dashed to pieces on one
rock or another.
He, alone almost upon that angry
stream, still held on, his life each moment the play-
thing of giant forces, so enormous as to be (once they
were loose) quite out of proportion to all human wit or
courage or address—and he held on his course, humbly,
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