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the blue-print may elude us. No experience is<br />

wasted and our changing views are staging posts<br />

along the way. Far from regretting the mistakes<br />

we made in the past, we should accept that they<br />

were probably necessary in order to have reached<br />

our present state of awareness. The Scarab beetle<br />

cannot emerge as a winged adult until it has<br />

passed through its larval and pupation stages.<br />

Neither can we evolve along the spiritual path<br />

without going through the stages essential to our<br />

nourishment and growth.<br />

Sooner or later we will all emerge into<br />

a world made radiant by our new sense of<br />

awareness, carrying with us the seeds of future<br />

transformations as the cycles of life turn again<br />

and again. Now that will be something to think<br />

about the next time you look at a mummy!<br />

If the soul was to be transformed into a new being fit for entry to<br />

the higher level of existence, it was obvious that at the very least,<br />

the form of the body of the deceased had to be kept intact, and<br />

mummification was the method used.<br />

by Ella Wheeler Wilcox<br />

All roads that lead to God are good;<br />

What matters it, your faith or mine.<br />

Both centre at the goal divine<br />

Of Love’s eternal brotherhood.<br />

The kindly life in house or street;<br />

The life of prayer, the mystic rite;<br />

The student’s search for truth and light<br />

These paths at one great function meet.<br />

What matters that one found his Christ<br />

In rising sun or burning fire,<br />

If faith within him did not tire<br />

His longing for the truth sufficed.<br />

A thousand creeds have come and gone;<br />

But what is that to you or me<br />

Creeds are but branches of a tree;<br />

The root of love lives on and on.<br />

Though branch by branch proves withered wood<br />

The root is warm with precious wine:<br />

Then keep your faith and leave me mine;<br />

All roads that lead to God are good.<br />

26<br />

The Rosicrucian Beacon -- December 2007

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