Jane Wolfe Diary Entry

Tuesday, 15 March 1921

 

     

 

A.M.

 

 

6:00-24

 

HALOHEL

Nothing.

 

Pentagram

 

Think I now have way to these particular visions. All outer sheaths, “planes of consciousness”?, held still & these things float before me. This A.M. a combination of Rose Cross and Saturn. Same colours, blue nimbus square this time.

 

Mental control my biggest battle ground, at present.

9:40-10:00

 

Asana

Nothing mental last 3’. Body easy, possibly because at no time intense stillness. I in my room, peasants outside, Lea [Leah Hirsig] preparing for painters.

10:00-20

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Dharana

Considerable battle with physical vision. Also at 10:30 I suddenly stopped & removed my sandal, rather automatically. Herein lies value of “Silence”

10:20-40

 

Harpocrates

Got this intermittently; I think the correct way.

 

When starting, the emotional, the whispering, coiled in the subterranean passages, ready to spring at the slightest opportunity—all through Asana & Dharana, in fact.

 

22’ Pranayama, 10-20

 

 

 

P.M.

 

Letter to M. K. W. [Mary K. Wolfe] enclosing E String.

 

Typed rough draft of article in re Abbey.

 

MARBAS

The Egyptian bldg. again. I put it aside as I willed to do Marbas.

On edge of a vast crater: I stood far above the sea. I seemed to slide down this, deliberately, while standing on the brink.

 

Started over again.

 

A low gate in a wall. Put sign on it and entered. Before me, up a pathway, a small bldg.., white-washed it seemed but not fresh. Open doorway, darkness inside. I called. Many things I could not see rushed out past my feet, small things I could not see flew past my head. I entered & through blackness what seemed a wretched man creature, whiskers, fangs, matted hair, was stowed away in a crevice. Could do nothing else, so left.

 

Made another attack, going through large door. A giant joined me, I came about to his knee. We walked. I saw foot and leg as of a crocodile. Nothing more.

 

Am I fooling myself?

 

20’ Pranayama.

8:05-25

 

Asana

Start out well enough, but to hang on!

8:25-45

 

Dharana

Hard, hard work; right thigh feeling as if it would break.

8:47-9:07

 

Harpocrates.

I don’t know—nothing, I guess.

20’ Pranayama, 10-20

 

 

Comment(s) by Aleister Crowley

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