Aswapati now turns to the Source of all being. In the utter silence of his soul he aspires for the Strength that is not of the earth, the Light of a Truth still beyond. But he meets with no response. He feels the resistance of the inconscient base; this negation is lurking even in himself. Old claims persist. He spots these elements and tears them from their roots.

Now a great and last transformation comes over him. His soul spreads out like a sea and embraces the universe in one unity; he becomes one with all in soul and nature. There is no more division. The human separative formula is transcended; he now awaits the ascent beyond the world. He also awaits the higher Descent to save the world. His senses fail, life-movements cease, he is swallowed in a trance of Infinity.

Voyaging through the vasts of Light he reaches his sempiternal base where all is still, untouched by any pull of Nature. The world-machinery casts no shadow here. There is only the motionless Power of the Spirit and Peace omnipotent and omniscient. The Guardians of Truth-Law are here. Conscient Nature and Witness Soul are poised here in perpetual Calm.

Aswapati is alone with the One, he joins the sessions of Infinity.

All grows empty; there is a pregnant hush. A universal Force awaits the final decree of the Transcendent.

Aswapati looks down and becomes aware of an ocean of oneness; there is one Self, and based upon it one Mind, one Life. A new creation arises from this oneness. Each in this creation is unique and yet one with all. Oneness is not a monotone but multifaceted.

Form reveals its inner truth. Struggle is strife of love. Difference and identity are mutually supporting.

Bliss is the undying truth of all, Nature a conscious front of God, Wisdom works securely everywhere, Love and ecstasy are unbroken. In this creation Aswapati sees himself a portion of the universal gaze, a centre of the pervading light. He feels in himself the life-throb of the millions.

He sees a hierarchy of luminous planes, each unique in its kind, all attuned to one Truth. The One and the Many are in perfect harmony. An all-creating Bliss seeks for forms to manifest the divine truths. A vast Truth-Consciousness takes up these forms and hues and releases them into manifestation in Time.

The Divine Mother moves in the cosmic house sporting with her God-Child.

All Powers that are incomplete and erring on earth are here complete and perfect. Mind, Imagination, Truth-Power, Life, all are at their optimum. Matter is the firm density of the Spirit, substance a harp of the self. Beauty, harmony, light and bliss are perpetual here.

Against this glory there floats below another scheme—its opposite—where the world does not know its Self and Spirit is denied by Matter. Three Powers govern the course of this lower creation: an unknowing Force at the beginning, an emergent soul in the middle, and in the end a spirit withdrawn from life.

But the darkness of this world in Ignorance really hides a glorious truth which shall manifest one day and the Superconscient grow conscious on earth.

Aswapati regards this world as it is, he sees below his own body which seems foreign to him.

That universe seems far and only the Self and Eternity true. But, soon the memory of the striving planes climbs to him and brings their cry. A ray of the Supreme responds. For even there below, it is the Oneness that dwells.

Aswapati finds that he is two beings at the same time—one free above, the other struggling, bound, below. His heart lies in between in tranced prayer. It lies in mute appeal to the Supreme, refusing the joy others cannot share. All other parts of his being are silent and surrendered to the Higher Will. Only his heart is afire with the Call. No extinction can quench this flame burning higher and higher.