PAIN

PAIN

Pain is that upward struggle through matter which lands a man at the feet of the Logos.

 Pain is the following of the line of the greatest resistance and thereby reaching the summit of the mountain.

Pain is the smashing of the form and the reaching of the inner fire.

Pain is the cold of isolation which leads to the warmth of the central sum.

Pain is the burning in the furnace in order finally to know the coolness of the water of life.

Pain is the journeying into the far country, resulting in the welcome to the father’s Home.

 Pain is the illusion of the Father’s disowning, which drives the prodigal straight to the Father’s heart.

Pain is the cross of utter loss, which renders back the riches of the eternal bounty.

Pain is the whip that drives the struggling builder to carry to utter perfection the building of the Temple, [the causal body].

The uses of pain are many, and they lead the human soul out of darkness into light, out of bondage into liberation, out of agony into peace. That peace, that light and that liberation, with the ordered harmony of the cosmos, are for all the sons of men.           [A Treatise on White Magic, p533.]