04/25/17 - (Earth) Liber LXV, Cap. I, v. 34-36

[Danica]

Liber LXV, Cap. I, v. 34-36

34. Thou seest yon petal of amaranth, blown by the wind from the low sweet brows of Hathor?
35. (The Magister saw it and rejoiced in the beauty of it.) Listen!
36. (From a certain world came an infinite wail.)
    That falling petal seemed to the little ones a wave to engulph their continent

[Danica]

The master transcended the abiding-in-division of segmented, isolated consciousness; from the perspective of the Wholeness, every event, every experience appears (with spontaneity and elegance!) in its pristine Beauty.