A.M.

35’ on astral.

During night mind felt tight, “chatter” floated across it. Recited Book of Law, but with drowsiness and lack of control when falling asleep mind would again start up. This morning drove something out of—heart centre; the centre of the physical body.

Other work on upper part of body and head.

There is a certain splendid something about Lea [Leah Hirsig], something fine. Again a spiritual communion,^[1] but a spot in me is contemptuous of her. What, and why?

10’ Harpocrates. Entire consciousness focussed in—astral?

This form of concentration—in astral?—is the most strenuous I have done, but there is a feeling of well-being afterwards; a physical fitness results, as did not the former way. I notice it during the day, also—perhaps more so.

P.M.

Prayer at altar—become conscious of stone while at altar.

2:30

A pillar composed of many stones—it stood to my right, I directly by it. (Heretofore everything has been to my left) On a slight elevation. Water flowed from base of pillar, in front of me, clear. Started off from left, at an angle; did not will this, consciously nothing, I willed myself back. Then appeared before me, a figure of masculine appearance, raiment soft white, diaphanous, dark hair. Could not see face. I challenged this figure; it neither answered nor departed. I said nothing, nor did I approach. Figure then left me, descended hill, joined female waiting there and arms about one another, departed. Then, to my left, was impressed by a feminine attribute of this male figure that it needed me.

3:00

Then came one, in the same place, who seemed black, but I noticed on close inspection the robe was a black-violet. This one faced me.

Do not understand either.

6:15

1/2 Capsule of grass.

10:00

Worked on a scenario—Cached Ruby—do not like it at all.

Afterwards tried work—grass!

So began analyzing.

Dignity seems to be completely one—the sense of

Sense of steadfastness from along spine.

Sense of looking away from self just above the ears.

There is a feeling in me of proud assurance.

A beautiful blue, when closing eyes and concentrating.

Faith of child, without convictions, realizing child ignorance.

I cuddle and protect something that needs up-rooting. What?

Something lazy.

Astral sediment.