And then one awful day he tore the
barrier down and roared down the valley carrying death and ruin
with him, and swept away a whole Sikh army among other
unconsidered trifles. That must have been a soul-shaking sight."
She spoke on, and as she spoke I saw. What are her words as I
record them? Stray dead leaves pressed in a book - the life and
grace dead. Yet I record, for she taught me what I believe the
world should learn, that the Buddhist philosophers are right when
they teach that all forms of what we call matter are really but
aggregates of spiritual units, and that life itself is a curtain
hiding reality as the vast veil of day conceals from our sight
the countless orbs of space. So that the purified mind even while
prisoned in the body, may enter into union with the Real and,
according to attainment, see it as it is.
She was an interpreter because she believed this truth
profoundly. She saw the spiritual essence beneath the lovely
illusion of matter, and the air about her was radiant with the
motion of strange forces for which the dull world has many names
aiming indeed at the truth, but falling - O how far short of her
calm perception! She was indeed of a Household higher than the
Household of Faith.
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