10.57.
11.30.
11.45.
11.56.
12.2.
12.19.
JOHN ST. JOHN
stay doing any one simple thing for ten minutes at a
stretch!
Twenty-five Breath-Cycles
.
.
. But it nearly killed
me.
I was saying over the Ritual, and did so want to
get to the Formulation of the Hexagram at least, ifnot
to the Reception.
As it was, I broke down during the
Passage of the Pylons, luckily not till I had reached
that of Tahuti.
But it is a good rule; when in doubt play Pranayama.
For one can no longer worry about the Path: the
Question is reduced to the simple problem: Am I, or
am I not, going to burst?
I got all the sweating and trembling of the body that
heart could desire; but no “ jumping about like a
frog” or levitation.
A pity
!
I shall read for a little in the Yoga-Shastra as a rest.
Then for the end of the day and the Beginning of the
Ninth Day. Zoroaster (or Pythagoras ?) informs us that
the number Nine is sacred, and attains the summit of
Philosophy.
I’m sure I hope so!
I get into Asana
.
.
. and
so endeth the Eighth
Lesson.
The Ninth Day
Thus I began this great day, being in my Asana firm
and easy, and holding in my breath for a full minute
while I threw my will with all my might towards
Adonai.
Have settled myself for the night.
Will continue a
little, learning the Ritual.
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