I HAVE wanted for a long time to tell you of a remarkable revelation I had during my first month in California. I stood consciously outside my body just before waking. Someone was beside me—a Master, I am sure. I said to Him:

“I don’t want to go back—it’s California, and I am not happy there. I want to stay here.”

“My child,” he answered, “do you not know that California nor New York, nor any other place has ever existed except in your consciousness.”

These were his only spoken words, but suddenly I was in a place of spirit where I saw how all things were my creation. I was the only one, and I had created the visible universe—I alone. Then without effort I came back to him.

By the hand he led a blind man to me. “He is your creation, my child,” he said. “What are you going to do about it?”

I was terrified at such a weighty responsibility, and asked, “What can I do about it?”

With that he showed me a mirror which he called the “Alice-in-Wonderland Mirror.” He told me to visualize perfect sight for this man, which I did. Then he bade me take him by the hand and lead him into the mirror. I led him across the frame, and as we stepped inside, the old picture of blindness dropped away like a cloak before my eyes, and the new picture of his perfection became the only reality. Then my guide and teacher spoke:

“This is the secret of all healing and of all power. Remember it.” Then I awoke.

What a sense of freedom and vastness of vision I had! It was almost too great to bear. And out of it grew thoughts about which I must speak with you. I know now that I speak to myself, whomsoever I address; but to you I address my Highest Self.

If I have created my universe, I must redeem my universe. It being one body, it requires but one Redeemer. If this is so, and it seems to me it must be so, all that has gone before is a