him and seeing him have all good things. Then I remembered the Princess and turned within to her to see what She thought about it. And I had a shock. For there She was—standing and looking at him through my eyes and loving him. Oh, how She loved that man. He was so gentle and so big and so refined and innocent. I felt like I would burst with the surprise of it all. And She did not see that he needed anything at all. He was beautiful in Her eyes—perfect; She found no fault with him. So you see She does not discriminate.

She has completely upset everything I ever thought or what any one else has said or thought. Everyday I try more and more to get Her viewpoint. She is delighted with everything I do. There is no work to do—that is, mortal work—it is a joyful, loving, being.

It will surprise you when I say that the Princess has no soul. She is a feminine Thought of the Absolute. My flesh has absolutely nothing to do with Her. Any other would have answered the purpose just as well. She does not know the meaning of flesh. There is no flesh in Her Edifice. When this flesh has seen and known God, as was promised, then the Princess will write. But now, for a little while longer, we will have to be content with me. These are my words. She does not know them.

At eleven o’clock when I sat down to meditate I just could not get quiet, I was so down-hearted and blue, thinking about being so dark after all these months of work trying to make myself white. A voice said from right in the center of my breast, “Why, I am pleased with you, just as you are; I love you!”

That was the voice of the Princess and She is my own Soul and She has never slept.

It is all as plain as day.

Her voice, and the voice of the twelve-year-old CHRIST, and the voice that told me that the Papers are direct from Jesus are all One VOICE.

Oh, is this not a wonderful Path? We really do not deserve all we get on it. Revelations should come much harder.

My Soul, Who was before Abraham, has been teaching me all along.

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