It takes a very passionate person to individuate. Weak people don't make it. "Whitelight" people cannot stand the rigors of the process. It has been compared to roasting in the juices of your own affect.

Do-gooders, fantacists, escapists and wanna-be saints or wanna be gurus can't make it. People who shrink from struggle, avoid self-confrontation and abhor self discipline can't make it.

Therefore, do not be afraid of your passion. It is your passion that will give you the power to make the arduous journey from darkness to light, from unconsciousness to consciousness and from enslavement to free will. This path is also called enlightenment, awakening and individuation.

Every religion in the world has a word for this process and for this achievement, though sometimes it becomes obscured in dogma and hierarchy.

This is a series of mandalas created by a person going through an intense emotional experience to enlightenment. Perhaps not this week or month, but inevitably.


Rage


Heart of Lotus


Immortal Beloved

Here is a story about passion and peace, a parable, if you will. The author of the story is unknown.

A Picture of Peace


There once was a King who offered a prize to the artist who would paint the best picture of peace. Many artists tried. The King looked at all the pictures, but there were only two he really liked and he had to choose between them.

One picture was of a calm lake. The lake was a perfect mirror, for peaceful towering mountains were all around it. Overhead was a blue sky with fluffy white clouds. All who saw this picture thought that it was a perfect picture of peace.

The other picture had mountains too. But these were rugged and bare. Above was an angry sky from which rain fell and in which lightening played. Down the side of the mountain tumbled a foaming waterfall. This did not look peaceful at all. But when the King looked, he saw behind the waterfall a tiny bush growing in a crack in the rock. In the bush a mother bird had built her nest. There, in the midst of the rush of angry water, sat the mother bird on her nest... perfect peace.

Which picture do you think won the prize?

The King chose the second picture. Do you know why? "Because," explained the King, "peace does not mean to not be in a place where there is no noise, trouble, or hard work. Peace means to be in the midst of all those things and still be calm in your heart. That is the real meaning of peace."

 

This is an excellent book that describes the process. It is written by James T. Allen the author of "As a Man Thinketh". [Click to read the free download.]

If you go through a major distributor, you will be told that this book is out of print and can't be ordered. This is not true. You can order this book through Sun Books.

 


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