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This book takes the reader
on a
journey towards Understanding. A venture towards Self Realization, and
the finding of Truth in its great Splendor. Enter the enchanting world
of Pauline (Polly) Durant and share her dreams as she climbs the
pinnacle of Wisdom. Polly paints us a wonderful picture of how to
redirect our thoughts to bring about the outcome we desire. With a
pinch of kindled romance, which slowly turns to a harmoniously-flowing
stream of love and friendship; from the simple mathematics instructor
to an irresistible and enlightened Miss Durant; she finds a
fiancé and a friend, packaged in a man called John Lewis. You
are invited to share the journey of Polly towards her dreams and her
desires while learning and discovering within yourself the power of the
thought process.
Based on the teachings of Judge Thomas Troward,
and written by his only personal student, this book takes us on a
journey of Spiritual Unfoldment to the mystical land of Egypt. A trip
to
visit the Egyptian pyramids is something on many people’s
wish list. People love to see mystical qualities and the history of the
pyramids is fascinating. Now you can make that journey in your
imagination without leaving your armchair! This book was first
published in 1934 and
original copies are very scarce indeed.
Contents
1. Vacation Quest; 2. Within the Heart of
Wisdom; 3. Prophecies Resplendent; 4. The Great Intuitive Power of
God-Men; 5. Divine Self-Knowledge; 6. Fulfillment of the Master’s
Vision; 7. Supreme Power Over Death and the Grave; 8. Climbing the
Summit of Wisdom; 9. Happiness; 10. Romance and Vision of the Night;
11. True Companionship; 12. Glad News of Six Weeks; 13. Bon Voyage!
Chapter 1
Vacation Quest
IT WAS the last day of
school. A number of teachers were standing in the large hall of one of
Chicago's great high schools. A group of pupils paused to say their
farewells
to Pauline Durant, instructor in higher mathematics. Their adieux said,
the
students filed out; and the teachers stood discussing among themselves
the
prospect of securing their back salaries. A fellow teacher suddenly
asked Miss
Durant how she had planned to spend her vacation.
"If we receive
our tardy salaries before July 20th," Miss Durant answered, "I shall
be on my way at once to visit that first wonder of this marvelous world
of
ours, the Great Pyramid of Gizeh, the one and only prophet which has
never
failed in foretelling coming events of major importance for a period of
nearly
forty-five hundred years. They say also that those who visit the Great
Pyramid
with an open mind find many hidden truths there which, if adopted, will
help humanity
to find happiness. To me it seems that so wise an oracle should be able
to
indicate, too, how a Chicago school-mom could attract a good husband."
A
burst of laughter came from the group. Then for a moment all was
suddenly
still. Could it be, each thought, that Polly Durant was speaking
seriously?
Polly herself supplied the answer by continuing:
"It must be a
very unique situation to be so very wise and yet not be conscious of
one's
wisdom. That's the position of this greatest of all the prophets. And
soon,
with her father's consent, Polly Durant is to be off on her quest of
wisdom,
and, one never knows, maybe a husband."
Laughing merrily,
Polly walked away, the other teachers gazing after her. As she passed
down the
long corridor Polly's thoughts immediately assumed a serious trend
again. My
mental attitude, she thought, should not be that of "if we
receive
our back salaries." My thought current shall change from this moment.
With
my will I shall hold my power of attraction in the direction that I
wish to see
manifested in form. How very subtle our habits of thought are, she
mused. They
slip in on us and take absolute possession of our mental house like a
thief in
the dead of night. Now I know that the law of Life is this: that as one
thinks
one is sure to manifest. Well, from now on no time will be lost by me.
My
mental picture shall be that of myself in the very heart of the Great
Oracle,
learning all that I am able to absorb. As she walked to the car-stop,
and while
she rode to her home, Polly's thoughts dwelt upon the matter closely.
As soon as she reached
the house, she went directly to her room where she might be alone and
undisturbed
in order that she might put her mental house well in order. This Polly
began to
do by simply tuning her very soul in with her own conception of what
God is; and she endeavored to hold her feeling in that place
of
joyous assurance
while she mentally pictured herself in the different passages and
chambers of
the Great Pyramid. Her picture finished, Polly again brought her
thought and
feeling into the attitude of happy assurance.
Polly then went
downstairs, and sought her mother. "Mother," she said without any
preliminary remarks, "I have been on the wrong road again inside. But I
am
right now. From now on both of us must see me sailing for Egypt, with
no ifs
and whens about it. Is it not so, mother? "
Mrs. Durant agreed to
do her part in the matter, and happily Polly went about her duties. Her
mind
still pictured facts of the Great Pyramid as she walked about the
house, doing
her small tasks unconsciously. She had recently read a number of works
dealing
with the subject of the Great Pyramid, and she thought about some of
the
startling assertions she had encountered. There in the Libyan
Desert it still
stands, this oracle of supernal wisdom, a vast monument built by men,
and in
the exact geographical center of the land area of the earth.
How
could those wonderful builders have known, forty-five centuries ago,
she
silently questioned, the extent of the land area of the earth when
much of the
land was still unknown at the time? Or was it unknown to the
builders?
Why, the Great Pyramid was built more than forty centuries before
Columbus made
his hazardous trip to our wonderful America. From what source, and in
what
manner, did the builders of the ancient structure draw their
astonishing
information? Obviously there could be but one source, that of the
All-Intelligence.
Those ancient Shepherd Kings who were such master builders must have
been in
intimate contact with that Source of All Wisdom, must have keenly
realized
their ability to tune their minds in with It at will. They must have
been able,
in some mysterious way unknown to us of today, to recognize the right
key when
it was passed to them from out of the Universal.
Well, Polly mused, at
all events I shall know how it feels to stand upon that great mass of
stone, so
mysterious and silent, by whose measurements and signs and tokens
all may
learn much if they will but use the key to all of it. I shall try to
understand
some of its messages at least while my feet are firmly placed upon it.
As the succeeding days
sped quickly by Polly Durant simply knew with her innermost
thought and
feeling at all times that the creative power of thought must manifest
in outward form for her. And because of that fact she received, on the
last day
of June, all of her arrearage of salary; and on July 23 she
experienced the
thrill of triumph by landing in Egypt. Alone she had journeyed,
without the
slightest desire for human companionship; nor had she so much as
looked for a
face that might prove friendly. The weather had been splendid, the
voyage
restful and invigorating; Polly was in excellent condition to
really enjoy the
fulfillment of her dreams. Upon her arrival in Cairo she secured,
through the
medium of her letters of introduction, unusually good and reasonable
accommodations at one of the leading hotels, and arranged for a trip
out to the
Great Pyramid the following day.
One hour after her
arrival in the strangely beautiful city Polly leisurely walked through
the
streets. She felt very much at ease, although her friends had told her
that she
would feel like an imprisoned spirit all alone in that city where all
was so
different, especially so since this was her first journey abroad. The
suggestion
now seemed absurd to Polly since she was experiencing exactly the
contrary
reaction to her surroundings. She felt as if her spirit had been
suddenly
released; nor was she aware of any oppressive heat such as she had
understood
would be the case in Egypt in summer. She was clad in conformity with
the
climatic conditions, and found that her mind dwelt almost continually
upon the
adventure before her rather than upon any awareness of discomfort.
Tomorrow she would be
upon the sacred ground, the thought of which had fascinated her for so
long.
She would then be one of the first to put her hand upon the massive
structure
in which was enshrined the secrets of the profoundest knowledge of the
ages.
She would clamber over it, ascend to the crest high above the earth, go
within
it wherein was written the marvelous secret messages of the foremost
minds of a
dim age to those who should come long after them. She would see the
many
scientific wonders for herself and great would be her delight. What a
stirring
account of her summer's findings she would have to give her friends in
Chicago
upon her return late in the season.
At
nine-thirty the following morning Polly stepped into the saddle of a
kneeling
camel for her first ride on such a beast, and was soon on her way to
the
realization of her fond dream. She could hardly believe the
evidences of her
senses that such was the case. Suddenly she was aware of a rocking
sensation,
very unrhythmic, first decidedly forward, then abruptly backward,
and before
she could adjust herself to the movement, there would come at a
most
unexpected moment a sidewise lurch. Soon there came to Polly a
realization of
"sea-sickness." Was there not irony in the thought that she had
missed the dread malady of travelers for all of the time that she had
been
aboard ship only to have it seize her unexpectedly when upon the back
of a
swaying camel? She must do something about the condition immediately
else she
would have to dismount and find some other form of conveyance. A
thought
flashed through her soul that the movement of this great camel must be
in tune
with the undertones of the Universal, and she kept her mind
consistently stayed
upon that thought. Very soon, her discomfort vanished, and Polly found
herself
really enjoying the balance of the slow, ten-mile journey. The crossing
of the
historic Nile with palm-fringed banks its flags and lotus flowers, she
discovered
particularly interesting. And when on the opposite shore of the
stream the
guides pointed out for Polly the series of pyramids several miles to
the
westward, low, sharply angular buildings upon the horizon.
Slowly the small
caravan moved onward, the pyramids growing constantly larger as
the distance
to them was shortened. Polly counted six of them as she
approached, three that
now appeared very large, in a row, quite close together, and nearby
three more
that were decided miniatures in comparison to their towering
neighbors. The
guides informed her that still three more pyramids would come into view
a
little later since nine of them formed a cluster there on the plateau
of Gizeh.
And on the site of the pyramids was reached.
A guide directed Polly's
attention to the one in which she was most interested, the oldest and
largest
of the group, the one farthest north. A sinking sensation swept over
Polly, a
wave of deep disappointment. Was that great pile of utterly
non-inspiring sand-stone,
loosely thrown together and unevenly terraced, all of a dun and
lifeless shade,
really the object that she had journeyed all the way from Chicago to
witness?
Bewildered for the
moment, Polly asked again if that were the Great Pyramid, and was
informed,
that it surely was. She was pleased that there were none present
who knew her.
She was quite alone except for the two guides and a middle-aged couple
whom she
believed to be Germans. She would use the power of her thought to
dispel her
feeling of acute disappointment. She recalled, too, that she had read
the
beautiful, white, limestone casing which originally graced the
structure had
long since been removed, some of it to be used in certain buildings in
Cairo,
but the greater part of it to be burned by the residents for the lime
the
stones contained in abundant quantity. Despite her knowledge of this
fact Polly
had held to the idea that the great monument was still attractive to
the sight.
"Well,
here we are, Miss," a guide said. He then gave a low command, and the
camel upon which Polly was mounted rocked itself to its knees, almost
unseating
her. But the guide was on the alert; grasping Polly's arm firmly, he
steadied
her, and helped her dismount. How small she seemed to herself here
beside this
mammoth building. Really it was to her a man-made mountain of stone,
solid
faces of enormous scope, no windows or doors visible. In wonderment,
Polly's
gaze surveyed the east face. Up, up it reached in towering majesty.
Polly
thought for a moment. How high was it to the top? She had read the
figure. Was
it 486 feet and five inches? Yes, that was it, the height of the
average modern
office building of forty stories, or so. The guide as if reading her
mind
confirmed the height. And what was that great figure which told of the
weight
of the Pyramid in tons? Whatever it was obviously it was not
exaggerated. The
weight, she recalled, was 5,273,834 Pyramid tons; and in the structure
are not
less than 2,300,000 individual stones, occupying not less than
90,000,000 cubic
feet of space. Her flair for figures soaring, Polly became enthused;
her eyes
shone with intelligent light. Gone entirely, and utterly forgotten, was
her
feeling of disappointment of a few minutes before. How convincing
to her were
the figures as she recalled them. Truly this enormous monument she was
scanning
must be to this day the largest building ever constructed by man.
Polly followed the
guide around to the north face of the Pyramid. Immediately she saw the
few
original casing-stones that still adhere to the face at the
foundation-line,
and stopped for a minute to examine them. Even to her, as one lettered
in the
builder's arts, it was apparent that the quality of the stones was the
very
finest. They were 100 inches thick, cut with the greatest precision
this world
has ever known, and fitted together with remarkably thin seams, yet
cemented
throughout with a most tenacious and durable cement which was most
effectively
holding, even now, after forty-five centuries of duty. How inspiringly
beautiful the great building must have been originally, Polly marveled,
when
all four of its faces, comprising nearly twenty-two acres of area, were
covered
solidly with this magnificent arris.
The balance of the
party came by, but they did not stop to examine the casing-stones. As
they
passed on Polly lingered a little longer. She was not inclined to hurry
her
inspection, and found pleasure in the thought that she could
concentrate better
if alone with her own guide. But even he talked too much, recited by
monotonous
rote his speech on the wonders of the Great Pyramid. Instructing him to
confine
his words to answering her questions; and to allow her all the time
that she
wished at any given point of interest, Polly moved on close beside the
foundation.
Soon they came to the
dark bore where Al Mamoun and his band of Arabs had driven their forced
passage
into the building in A.D. 820. She recalled what she had read of the
incident.
Mamoun had believed the Great Pyramid to be a tomb, as were the others
of the
pyramids; and he had the idea that this greatest of all the structures
must
contain an enormous treasure. He had been unable to find the one
entrance,
which the builders had made in the monument — oh yes, there it is, that
pointed
arch opening higher up on the face, some fifty feet up the slope from
the
foundation.
The builders had
sealed the aperture too cleverly for it to be found by Mamoun, had
closed it
with a so perfectly that its presence was not revealed by even so much
as a
single joint line. So Mamoun had forcibly entered, at the cost of a
great
amount of hard labor, hewing and chiseling with the crude tools his
workmen
had, and quite by accident rather than by employment of any
science had broken
into the Passage-System near the junction of the Descending Passage
with the
Ascending Passage. And all of Mamoun's labors had been futile; he found
no
treasure whatever in the whole of the Great Pyramid. This one, unlike
the
thirty-seven others, had never been used as a tomb, in fact it was not
constructed
for that purpose at all. Polly found amusement in picturing to herself
the
great disappointment that must have been Mamoun's, and
especially that of his
men who had been promised a share of the loot as compensation for their
arduous
labors. It was no matter for wonder that the men had complained
bitterly
against their leader, had mutinied, and were swayed from their resolve
to slay
their chieftain only by his paying them in gold the amount of their
wages.
"Would
you like to go inside now, Miss?" the guide requested, forgetful of
Polly's command of a few minutes before. Polly did not answer
immediately. She
felt somewhat hesitant to enter the dark recesses of the Pyramid
accompanied
only by her guide. Perhaps she had better wait until the other members
of the
party were ready to go inside. They were not far away, and probably
would soon
join her. Upon second thought the idea did not appeal to her. The other
people
might babble all the time and thus spoil the trend of her thought when
she
wished to study some inner feature of the great marvel. Then she
noticed five
other camels grouped not far away under the care of a herdsman.
The animals
did not belong to her party. No doubt another group had preceded her
here. But
where were they? They were not to be seen anywhere on the outside.
Possibly
they were inside. But whether they were, or were not, she would not
hesitate
longer to go within, and alone with her guide. The One Great
Protective Spirit
which had enabled not less than 280,000 of the people of the Shepherd
Kings to come
into this, an enemy country, without use of implements of warfare,
to spend
without molestation at least fifty years in erecting this building, to
call
upon and secure without any trouble 100,000 Egyptian laborers to
help them
with their work, that Power which protected them and provided for them
must
still he here to protect anyone who would provide the condition
for its
manifestation, that of recognition. Clearly it came to Polly that there
is but
one mind to think about me, or to make laws over me, and that is the
Mind of
Divine Love, Understanding, Peace and Power.
In response to her
questions the guide assured Miss Durant that a trip within was not now
so very
difficult, similar to a visit through a cave in a mountain, the
passages low
and steep in many places, but not hazardous any more due to the fact
that a
lighting system had been recently installed and steps cut into the
floor of the
passages where they were most steep and slippery. She would have to
bend low in
some places, and travel along in a stooped and cramped position, but
occasionally
they would come to a chamber where they could stand upright and rest.
They
would enter by way of Mamoun's tunnel rather than climbing higher up
the side
to the original entrance.
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