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On a dim ocean of subconscient life 
A formless surface consciousness awoke: 
A stream of thoughts and feelings came and went,

A foam of memories hardened and became 
A bright crust of habitual sense and thought,
A seat of living personality 
And recurrent habits mimicked permanence.

BOOK VII: The Book of Yoga 477 478

A vast subliminal is man's measureless part. 
The dim subconscient is his cavern base. 
Abolished vainly in the walks of Time 
Our past lives still in our unconscious selves 
And by the weight of its hidden influences 
Is shaped our future's self-discovery. 
Thus all is an inevitable chain 
And yet a series seems of accidents. 
The unremembering hours repeat the old acts, 
Our dead past round our future's ankles clings 
And drags back the new nature's glorious stride, 
Or from its buried corpse old ghosts arise, 
Old thoughts, old longings, dead passions live again, 
Recur in sleep or move the waking man 
To words that force the barrier of the lips, 
To deeds that suddenly start and o'erleap 
His head of reason and his guardian will. 
An old self lurks in the new self we are; 
Hardly we escape from what we once had been: 
In the dim gleam of habit's passages, 
In the subconscient's darkling corridors 
All things are carried by the porter nerves 
And nothing checked by subterranean mind,Unstudied by the guardians of the doors 
And passed by a blind instinctive memory, 
The old gang dismissed, old cancelled passports serve. 
Nothing is wholly dead that once had lived; 
In dim tunnels of the world's being and in ours 
The old rejected nature still survives;

BOOK VII: The Book of Yoga 483

SUBCONSCIENT
"As there is a superconscient (something above our present consciousness) above the head from which the higher consciousness comes down into the body, so there is also a subconscient (something below our consciousness) below the feet. Matter is under the control of this power, because it is that out of which it has been created — that is why matter seems to us to be quite unconscious. The material body is very much under the influence of this power for the same reason; it is why we are not conscious of what is going on in the body, for the most part. The outer consciousness goes down into this subconscient when we are asleep, and so it becomes unaware of what is going on in us when we are asleep except for a few dreams. Many of these dreams rise up from the subconscient and are made up of old memories, impressions etc. put together in an incoherent way. For the subconscient receives impressions of all we do or experience in our lives and keeps these impressions in it, sending up often fragments of them in sleep. It is a very important part of the being, but we can do nothing much with it by the conscious will. It is the higher Force working in us that in its natural course will open the subconscient to itself and bring down into it its control and light.

The subconscient is to be penetrated by the light and made a sort of bed-rock of truth, a store of right impressions, right physical responses to the Truth. Strictly speaking, it will not be subconscient at all, but a sort of bank of true values held ready for use." SA

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- મોરલી પંડ્યા 

નવેમ્બર, ૨૦૧૭

Flower Name: Cynoglossum amabile
Chinese forget-me-not

Significance: Subconscient Remembrance
Must be purified of all that is useless.