The Nous Atom

In the left ventricle of the heart rests the principal atom: that minute model the physical body must eventually conform to in its progress. This is a spinning body living within its own atmosphere and is called the Master Builder; for it has charge over all the constructive principles of our physical body. Like a general in command it has armies of atomic builders and engineers that carry out its directions. These are the Aspiring atoms who seek the Innermost as we do. This Master Builder has its staff of overseers who often sacrifice their own attainments for those beneath them in development.

Our first practice is to attract the notice of this Master Builder or Nous atom by the use of these Aspiring atoms that attune us to their intelligence.

The physical organism is like a foreign country to these willing atoms whose task is to attune it to its greater spiritual possibilities.

The Master Builder rests in the purest blood of the heart in absolute authority over the atoms that obey it. This blood-stream can exert pressure on these workers and thus stimulate them to greater activity. Increased pressure demands greater endurance from them as the body must be repaired regardless of the labourer’s desires.

These myriad workers—whom we neither heed nor help—are often discouraged and seemingly helpless through our excesses in stimulants and labour. The student can encourage them every morning by this exercise: take a deep breath, stand upon the soles of the feet, pat the tip of the liver—the Robin Goodfellow of the Yogi—and send love and encouragement whilst doing so. The nerve centre at this spot is vitalised by our thought and love; for there lies the seat of the imagination, and a healthy imagination makes a healthy body.

These atoms respect an honest mind; for dishonesty in our dealings inflicts disorder in their atmosphere and they avoid us if possible. Thus only pure aspiration can contact us to their consciousness. They also bring the influences of the Innermost to our illusioned minds imprisoned in the mirages of this world.

The Dayspring of Youth, by M