Another friend writes me that here, suddenly, she sees a figure; it’s to her right and forward. And looking at it, it turns and looks, and it’s herself. As it’s looking at her, it begins to collapse, like fainting. She holds it and helps it to the ground. She’s looking off into an enormous expanse, there’s nothing but the expanse, and a lone figure, herself, looking, collapsing in a faint and she lowers it to the ground. Then it seems like an eternity between that experience and the second, and they happen in one night. The second one, she now sees herself that she had lowered, this time coming out of the earth. The head is free and the arms are free. As these are made free and she looks, seeing herself, it seems to rest the arms on the earth for just a little while to gather the strength necessary to push and push out. What a beautiful vision of what takes place in us. You do come out, and when you’re out, and this is out, and these are out, and you’re up to your loins, then you pull and out you come. She hadn’t seen a completed act; she saw what is in store for her, coming out.315 ¶24