All Things Being One

 


Hear a conversation worthy of such reverence on such a profound subject be profaned by the arrival and present. 

For it is the mark of my mind to bring to the notice a thought that is totally filled with the whole majesty of the divine spirit.

 Entering thy sanctuary, and the fervour of the presence of God is filling my holy place, in due silence my mind and heart hung upon the lips and divine love began to speak.

 Every human soul is immortal, yet the nature of their immortality is not the same, for souls differ according to conduct and time.

 All things are one and the one is all, since all these things were in the creator before he created them.

 Rightly is he said to be all, whose limbs are all things. And so, throughout this idea, 

Take care to be mindful of him who alone is all, or who is the creator of all. 

Everything comes from heaven into earth, into water, into air. 

Only fire, which is borne upwards, is life-giving. 

What moves downward serves it. 

Yet what moves down from on high is full of generative power; 

what moves upward gives nourishment. 

Only earth of all the elements remains within itself and is the receiver of every kind of form, and what it receives it returns.

This therefore is the all, as you remember; it is the essence of the all and it is the all. 

The soul and the cosmos being embraced by Nature are set in movement 

by her with such diversity of quality, evident in all images, 

that countless forms are known to exist by the contrast of their qualities. 

Yet these forms are also united so that all things appear as one whole and from the one.

Now be entirely present, as far as your mind and ability are capable. 

For the knowledge of God is to be attained by a godlike concentration of consciousness.





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