love, and all that great beauty thrilled through it and quickened it.  But from this vision which the spirit had, it passed to climb to still greater heights—­it was spiritual, it might attain divinity.  The change from the original transcendental state of vision to that other state of being, of all-pervading consciousness, could only be accomplished by what is known as the descent into matter where spirit identifies itself with every form of life, and assimilates their essences.  This cyclic pilgrimage it undertook, foreseeing pain, but “preferring free will to passive slavery, intellectual, self-conscious pain, and even torture, ‘while myriad time shall flow,’ to inane, imbecile, instinctual beatitude,” foreseeing pain, but knowing that out of it all would come a nobler state of life, a divinity capable of rule, a power to assist in the general evolution of nature.  It is true in the experience of many that going deep within themselves, an elemental consciousness whispers comfort; it says all will be well with us; it is our primal will which so orders.  And so we justify the pain and hearts that break; and that old appeal and fierce revolt we make dies out in the inner light which shines from “the Goal, the Comforter, the Lord, the Witness, the resting-place, the Asylum, the Friend.”  We can then once more go forth with the old, heroic, Titan will for mastery, seeking not to escape, but rather to meet, endure, and assimilate sorrow and joy alike; for so we can permeate all life—­life which is in its essence one.  This is the true centre on which all endurance must rest; this is the comfort the soul may take to itself; and beyond and after this we may say we struggle in a chaos indeed, but in a chaos whose very disorder is the result of law.  That law is justice that cannot err.  Out of confidence in this justice may spring up immortal hopes; our motives, our faith shall save us.  We may dare more, give ourselves away more completely, for is not the root of this law declared to be beauty, harmony, compassion.  We may trust that our acts shall have full fruition, and remain careless of the manner, nor seek for such results.  We may look upon it if we will as the sweetest of the sweetest, the tenderest of the tenderest; and this is true, though still it is master of the fiery pain.  Above all it is the law of our own being; it is at one with our ancestral self.  In all this lies, I think, such consolation as we may take and offer for pain.  Those who comprehend, in their resignation, shall become one with themselves; and out of this resignation shall arise will to go forth and fulfil our lofty destiny.

—­May 15, 1894

The Ascending Cycle