COMPLEX PERSONALITY
The most disconcerting discovery is to find that every part of us — intellect,
will, sense-mind, nervous or desire-self, the heart, the body — has each, as it were, its own complex individuality and natural formation independent of the rest; it
neither agrees with itself nor with the others nor with the representative ego which is the shadow cast by some
central and centralising self on our superficial ignorance. We find that we are composed not of one but many personalities
and each has its own demands and differing nature. Our being is a roughly constituted chaos into which we have
to introduce the principle of a divine order. Moreover, we find that inwardly too, no less than outwardly, we are
not alone in the world; the sharp separateness of our ego was no more than a strong imposition and delusion; we do not exist in ourselves, we do
not really live apart in an inner privacy or solitude. Our mind is a receiving, developing and modifying machine
into which there is being constantly passed from moment to moment a ceaseless foreign flux, a streaming mass of
disparate materials from above, from below, from outside. Much more than half our thoughts and feelings are not
our own in the sense that they take form out of ourselves; of hardly anything can it be said that it is truly original
to our nature.
Whatever the appearance we must bear,
Whatever our strong ills and present fate,
When nothing we can see but drift and bale,
A mighty Guidance leads us still through all.
After we have served this divided world
God's bliss and oneness are our inborn right.