quickly, we initiate the convergence which at the point of intersection will be called merging. In practical terms, it might mean years and years of sweat, study, faith, prayer and diligence, but nothing in our life is more worthwhile, nothing is more important.

As the wisdom of the master wakens ours and begins to percolate up through the inheritance of ignorance, we exclude any style of prayer or thought which does not emanate from him, we discover the poisonous irrelevance of other systems, of analysis with a vocabulary other than his, we find it difficult to read other explanations because it has become necessary to translate into the language of understanding he has given us. His grace and wisdom must remain unmixed with anything else to sustain its purity while we move closer and closer into the totality and oneness of his being, light flowing into light, essence converging with essence. Every thought and action, like the music student, is underwritten by the inner inquiry, how does he do this, how does he say this?

In the same way that the teacher has taken us without reservation into his heart, his being, we eventually discover a place within ourself which is not separate from the sheikh, not

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