94 HELEN ABBOTT MICHAEL 



outward manifestation. Not that the state is one absolutely 

 devoid of externality, inasmuch as my outward bearing and 

 actions may not be identical with those of the past. Where 

 more light shines the path is necessarily more distinct and the 

 lay of the land clearer. But I referred to ' externalities ' as 

 direct modes of expression. 



"The state is a deep sense of religious being and oneness 

 with the spirit of Buddha, Christ, and the Prophets. It is 

 inspirational with all religions, one with all philosophies, 

 cults, or creeds. In brief: The unity of the world lies before 

 me, I am one with all knowledge and experience. This sud- 

 den opening of the spiritual founts has quenched all other 

 fires. My state is beyond will-power itself, which is identified 

 with humanized divinity, or God. I am afloat upon a limit- 

 less sea of refined spirituality; my soul bathes in these waters; 

 I am refreshed and strengthened; I ask for nothing more 

 than this complete absorption with what I understand by 

 God. It is the highest mode of love. 



" In a degree you will now understand why I seek solitude. 

 I need silence to question this translation to more ethereal 

 spheres than I ever traversed. Logic and so-called reason 

 here avail not. I shall try to get back to work before long; 

 with this farther sight I ought to obtain clearer results than 

 ever. I speak of the sudden opening of the spiritual founts; 

 but of course the waters had been the result of accumula- 

 tions of stored-up rays of light from early years to the present. 

 There is nothing miraculous in this. 



" The October balm caught in your letter was not gone when 

 your letter reached me. It pleased me to read that you felt in 

 that 'September Day,' the influence of freedom and security 

 and a more universal flow than you had noticed before in my 

 writings. I felt the lines and they meant a great deal to me, 

 much more than I could find language to express." 



The poem to which she refers, entitled "One September 

 Day/' depicts a walk at "high noon along the turgid stream." 



"Alone I went, but by my side were you, 

 Enclasped in thought intent and feeling too. 



