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The Fourth Lesson: The Unity of Life.765<br />

knew that behind its Personality as a cell, there was the Individuality of the<br />

Man—that its Real Self was the Man, not the cell? Of course, even this figure<br />

of speech can be carried only so far, and then must stop, for the personality<br />

of the man, when it is dissolved, leaves behind it an essence which is called<br />

Character, which becomes the property of the Ego and which accompanies<br />

it into after life according to the Law of Karma, of which we shall speak in<br />

future lessons. But back even of these attributes of Personality, is the Ego<br />

which exists in spite of Personality, and lives on and on throughout many<br />

Personalities, and yet learning the lessons of each, until at last it rises above<br />

Personality and enters into higher sphere of Knowing and Being.<br />

Still another favorite illustration of the Hindu teachers is that of the sun<br />

beating down upon the ocean and causing a portion of the water to rise in<br />

the form of vapor. This vapor forms clouds which spread all over the earth,<br />

and which eventually condense in the form of rain drops, dew, etc. This rain<br />

and dew form streams, rivers, etc., and sooner or later every drop finds<br />

its way back to Mother Ocean which is its Real Self. Separate though the<br />

dewdrop be, yet it is a part of the Ocean, no matter how far distant it may<br />

be, and the attraction of the Ocean will surely, and without fail, draw it back<br />

to its bosom. And the dewdrop, if it could know the truth, would be so<br />

much happier and stronger, and braver if it could know that it was superior<br />

to accident, time and space, and that it could not escape its own good, and<br />

that nothing could prevent its final triumph and victory when at last “the<br />

dewdrop glides into the shining sea.” How cheerfully it could have met<br />

its many changes of form, and the incidents of its journey, if it could have<br />

gotten rid of the illusion of separateness, and knew that instead of being a<br />

tiny insignificant dewdrop it was a part of the Mighty Ocean—in fact that its<br />

Real Self was that Ocean itself—and that the Ocean was continually drawing<br />

it toward it, and that the many changes, up and down, were in response to<br />

that mighty power of attraction which was slowly but irresistibly drawing it<br />

back Home to Rest, Peace, and Power.

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