for collective service, not for personal attainment.

wind up missing the objective demand to act on what I know. It lives in me as a truth on the inner plane only, not in the concrete choices I actually make in the world;

a single continuum of energy manifesting in various degrees of subtlety or coarseness.

On the one hand, there needs to be openness to the valid input coming from World 48, and to the processing of psychological and developmental issues that appropriately belong to that realm. The imaginal is no place for spiritual bypassing. On the other hand, one must not forget the teaching already laid out, that you can’t play in two worlds at

this inner body is “the life within our life,” our nascent “Real I.” It is the secret veiled by the form, the building slowly taking shape inside the scaffolding. From the imaginal perspective, however, it is our actual body, the true seat of our nontemporal selfhood. When we die, the scaffolding falls away and what has been created stands on its

That was the watershed decision I had to make concerning Rafe nearly twenty-five years ago: do I process his death according to World 48 or according to World 24? All around me the psychological and traditional spiritual models were unanimously advocating closure, “grief work,” “letting go,” “getting on with my life.” Something inside me said to

progress in the imaginal realm is logged in direct proportion to how well one learns not only to apprehend but actually to follow the path as it increasingly presents itself to your inner understanding.

The secret of our identity does not lie in the outer form or in how successfully we manipulate the forms of the sensible world. Rather, it lies in how we are able to set them (and ourselves) aflame to reveal the inner quality of their aliveness. The names of God lie coiled within the physical forms of things; our particular and uniquely human task

our beloved mixtus orbis, not simply a cosmic folly or illusion, but a vital player in the whole unfolding?