ACCEPTANCE OF EXPERIENCE SI

self-help, passionate comndaiàp, aad freedom. Slowly it disentangles itsdf . . . . Then the souî of the visionary, like a submarine saddenly drop» ping to lower oceanic levds, withdraws into the deeper régions of consdousness, no longer sorveys the constructed order from withont, bot entera within the life-stream that laves ail shores, becomes aware of itself as Demociacy, and, as a Divine Artist, entering into ail expérience. He feels his identity with each ; and the expérience of each as his very own.

lu silence I wait and accept ail.

I am a painter on the house-side. ... I help the Êumer drive his cattle home. ... I go mowing in the early moming while the twilight creeps in the norûi» east. ... I am one of thé people who spend their livet sitting on their haunches in diawing-xooms. ... I enter the young prostitnte's chamber. ... I danoe at the village feast. . . .^

It matters not who it may be — ^the young woman at the refreshment bar, or the miÛtarylooking officiai at the door of the hôtel; the railway lamp-foreman, or the bright sunny girl-child with poignant blossoming Ups and eyes ; it matters not what the expérience may be — winter or stimmer, day or night, eastem or western, youthful or aged, facile or stniggling, average or exceptional, chaste or unchaste, wild or regular, pagan or Christian, primitive or dvilized, anxious or careless; he unifies and