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Leah Hirsig Diary Entry Monday, 1 December 1924
I must take myself in hand. I began by asana and Pranayama.
9.34. Buddha position.
9.45. Very slight twitches (muscular) not external—gulped once.
Pranayama—just deep breathing. Time 11 minutes.
Out all morning—raining like mad—but we did all we had to do outside Suzanne.
Letter from Jane [Jane Wolfe] and Marion Dockerill enclosed in Envelope by V.L. [Adam Murray] but not one word from him.
This stupid conspiracy of silence among the Brethren is really too funny.
Typed a lot—bed at 12.30 Tuesday A.M. Dec 2. Could not sleep. Said "Thou who art I" and II OP[us][1] II till I was wide awake.
V.I. [Ida de H. Crooke] snoring so abominably loud that I had to get up—and not a cigarette!
I suppose I ought to be menstrating (Nov. 1-11 last go) but who knows!
1.25 A.M. A cup of bad coffee now—
I could easily do murder to-night or rather this morning. I can't think what roused me so tremendously and so suddenly.
I shall select a Yi symbol at random each day for the day's events—Take a hasty glance at the text and not at the explanations and abide by my interpretation and forget it when it is over.
1—[This refers to a magical sexual operation.]
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