]ΟΗ Ν ST. JOHN
3.35. I have been asleep at good deal——one long dream in
which P
t, Lord M
y of B—n and my wife
are all staying with me in my mother‘s house.
My
room the old room, with one page torn out—for
I
conceived it as part of a book, somehow!
Oh such a
lot of this dream!
Most of it clearly due to obvious
sources—I don’t see where Lord
M
y comes in.
Very likely he is dead.
I have had that happen now
and again.
[P.S.—This was not the case]
The dream changed, too, to a liner; where Japanese
stole my pipe in a series of adventures of an annoying
type—every one acted as badly as he knew how, and
as unexpectedly.
Waking just
now, and instantly concentrating
on
Adonai, I found my body seized with a little quivering,
very curious and pleasant, like
trembling leaves in a continuous air.
I think I have heard this state of Interior Trembling
described in some mystic books.
I think the Shakers
and Quakers had violent shudderings.
Abdullah Haji
of Shiraz writes :—
]ust as the body shudders when the Soul
Gives up to Allah in its quick career
Itself.
. . .
It is the tiniest, most intimate trembling, not unlike
that of Kambhakham or
“Vindu-siddhi " [see the
Shiva Sanhita.——ED.]
properly performed; but of a
female quality.
I feel as if I were being shaken; in
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