"Love has an amplitude of action in the brute which may well make the selfish man ashamed, but until the crust of selfishness is broken through, the beauty of love is obscured,
and though it exists all about him, the poor blind egotist has no eye to discern it.
The centres of love, brotherhood, charity, voice their music loud and clear, yet the masses will not listen. I do not mean the immortal EGO when I say man will not listen;
I refer to the personality which is the resultant of all the ages of action in this, now rapidly closing, cycle.
You who exist do-day, to-morrow would exist no longer in your present personalities did you BUT DARE to yield to these higher harmonies. I say YIELD because it is a yielding
process for this personality. In a moment your outer life would end, and you, the warrior, would enter peace.
The immortal EGO is an entity of which man can become thoroughly conscious while here on earth, but to arrive at this consciousness necessitates the entire abandonment of all
the petty considerations involved in the transient and subordinate EGO, which is the only self of which the un-enlightened man is conscious.
Let him who desires to reach this inner consciousness enter his inner sanctuary, wherever that sanctuary may be; it matters not whether it be his own chamber, the open field,
the mountain top, the seashore, the stately cathedral, or the humble village chapel. Let him realize fully the transient character of his own personality and contrast therewith
his eager longing to know the immortal.
Let him concentrate his whole consciousness upon his personality, fully arousing all his personal conditions as a distinct individual; then with all the aspiration of which this
personality is capable, let him beseech of the immortal EGO - which is eternal and does not incarnate, but overshadows all incarnations, waiting until one is formed capable of
illumination, to whom it may reveal itself - to consider him worthy of illumination, and according to his preparedness to receive illumination will it then be granted.
He who asks this, knows not what he asks; for were the prayer answered, life henceforth for such an one would be a weary round, as Hamlet says: "to-morrow and to-morrow and to-morrow
brings in this weary round of life"; for, having seen the glory of this immortal EGO, all else seems so base, so commonplace and mean, so inglorious, that oftentimes the personality
has utterly collapsed when thrown back from the radiant vision of this glorious immortal entity possessed by all alike, though scarcely dreamed of by many save the very few who,
discontented with the ignorance and emptiness of terrene existence, aspire to know the great reality of the supernal.
As the incarnations of every entity, passing through certain orders of experience through numerous lives, inevitably culminate in this moment of conscious realization of the immortal
entity; the Buddha says: "All shall reach the sunlit snows."
You who through your daily life move on unthinking, not caring, inactive, inactive, you shall hear when your supplications reach this high entity, "Lo! thou didst not even try, knowing
that even thy failures were acceptable to me."
From Dashed Against the Rock by W. J. Colville, 1894