body might not constitute a hindrance and would not raise any objection or complaint when the time came. It is therefore in peace, and demands nothing from a mind always too prompt to satisfy its reasonable requests. And now, the moment has come.

The 'rendezvous', by the clock of my life, is fixed for 11 p.m. Half an hour ago I had arranged my physical Sanctum in the desired manner. On the altar I had lit the incense and a faint bluish light now illumines the room. I have proceeded with the rite of purification and lighted the candles, saying, as I have kept the habit of saying for so many years since my Initiation into the First Neophyte Degree of the Rosicrucian Order, AMORC:

- "Sacred light, symbol of the Greater Light, cast thy rays into the darkness and illuminate my path!"

While lighting the candle on the left; and for the one on the right :

- "As Light is added unto Light, may the cross beams soften the lines and the shadows, symbolizing the easing of pain and sorrow as would the coming of the Greater Light."

Then, seated I recited the prayer recommended by our Imperator, Ralph M. Lewis, in his remarkable work The Sanctuary of Self, I which he has every reason to declare contains all the mystical elements:

- "May the Divine essence of the Cosmic cleanse me of all impurities of mind and body that I may commune with the Cathedral of the Soul; May my mortal consciousness be so enlightened that any imperfections of my thinking may be revealed to me, and may I be given the power of will to correct them. I humbly petition that I may perceive the fullness of nature and partake thereof, ever consistent with the Cosmic good. So Mote It Be!"

Then, with eyes closed, I abandoned myself to meditation, my heart singing its gratitude for the privilege which I share with so many others, that of being a Rosicrucian, that of serving.

But the hour has come, and it is time to proceed with the visualization and to take the road to the Celestial Sanctum. Here it is, in the form it usually takes for me, that of a cathedral. It is there, majestic in the infinity of the heavens, and, on approaching the great portal I recognize certain 'faces'. Each one, this evening, radiates a gravity which the circumstance justifies. In the cathedral an immense crowd moves swiftly into place. However, I know that only those who can, and should, will be conscious of the Initiation. Besides, a great many have come into the Cathedral of the Soul without knowing that an exceptional ceremony would take place this night. As always, there are those who do not know that they are there, that is, who are not conscious of having arrived there. It may be that below on Earth they have fallen asleep after directing a last thought toward the Cathedral of the Soul, perhaps while they await an impossible physical impression made up of exclusively sensory pictures. Everyone, it is evident, profits from Cosmic contact, which works efficiently for them, whether they know it or not, and to see them in this high place gives me a feeling of peace and profound joy. Others are there for a personal question which they wish solved, and they see nothing other than the motive which is the reason for their presence in the Cathedral of the Soul. Those who have a need for consolation, notice only the music of the Cosmic organ or the songs which the Celestial choir will soon sing. Those who are in quest of Greater Light will receive only that, from the Master in charge of instruction, and still others will be in communion with a dear one who has left the physical plane and is preparing for a later incarnation. In the Cathedral of the Soul, there are simultaneously as many special attunements as there are 'elevated' consciousnesses at this Cosmic level. Each one, therefore, takes part only in whatever he has come to participate in. Many activities thus take place at the same time in the Cathedral of the Soul without interference from any other, or, to apply a human word to a Cosmic state, without ‘'indiscretion’.

The sublime Initiation which will be conducted in the Cathedral of the Soul will, consequently, be 'perceived' only by those who are entitled to take part, or who can be witnesses. No others will know that a ceremony of this importance is taking place, and I feel some regret in thinking of the members of the highest Degrees of the Rosicrucian Order, AMORC, who have now gathered together in the Cathedral of the Soul and cannot assist in an Initiation of this nature. But the time will come for them to participate in it, not as mere spectators, but as Initiates, and that will be their great return, their Cosmic reconciliation, the sign of a supreme step accomplished, the ultimate reward of an awakened consciousness. In the cathedral which, for me, represents the Cathedral of the Soul, all the stalls of the choir loft are occupied, and the light which emanates from the crossbeams of these realized consciousnesses would be unbearable to the physical eye, but the light which radiates from the throne under the canopy shines still more brightly. It would be impossible to recognize all those present and the one who presides if this knowledge had not already been instilled into the souls of those admitted to participate in this ceremony.

 

 An imposing ceremony will take place this evening in the Cathedral of the Soul. This evening! Actually, the Initiation which I shall describe here took place eleven years ago, on a night in July, and if, in my narrative, I can thus place it in the limits of Earth time, and say 'this evening', it is, first, because in the Cosmic there are no conditions other than permanence and eternity, and, next, because in preparing to write about this ceremony, I again give it strength, vigor, and actuality. This evening, then, we will participate in a most sublime Convocation, since it concerns the awakening of a soul-characteristic personality to its reality; to an advanced grasp of consciousness.
I prepared three days for this exceptional contact with the Celestial Sanctum. During these three days I observeda strict fast, and I had taken the necessary rest so that my physical body

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