h at all", having left behind it all those vehicles over which
Death has power. Therefore, to its less blinded eyes, its beloved are
still with it; for it, the veil of matter that separates has been torn
away.

A mother dies, leaving behind her little helpless children,
whom she adores, perhaps a beloved husband also. We say that
her "Spirit" or Ego--that individuality which is now wholly
impregnated, for the entire Devachanic period, with the
noblest feelings held by its late _personality, i.e._, love
for her children, pity for those who suffer, and so on--is
now entirely separated from the "vale of tears," that its
future bliss consists in that blessed ignorance of all the
woes it left behind ... that the _post-mortem_ spiritual
consciousness of the mother will represent to her that she
lives surrounded by her children and all those whom she
loved; that no gap, no link will be missing to make her
disembodied state the most perfect and absolute
happiness.[36]

And so again:

As to the ordinary mortal his bliss in Devachan is complete.
It is an absolute oblivion of all that gave it pain or sorrow
in the past incarnation, and even oblivion of the fact that
such things as pain or sorrow exist at all. The Devachani
lives its intermediate cycle between two incarnations
surrounded by everything it had aspired to in vain, and in
the companionship of everything it loved on earth. It has
reached the fulfilment of all its soul-yearnings. And thus it
lives throughout long centuries an existence of _unalloyed_
happiness, which is the reward for its sufferings in
earth-life. In short, it bathes in a sea of uninterrupted
felicity spanned only by events of still greater felicity in
degree.[37]

When we take the wider sweep in thought demanded by the Esoteric
Philosophy, a far more fascinating prospect of persistent love and
union between individual Egos rolls itself out before our eyes than
was offered to us by the more limited creed of exoteric Christendom.
"Mothers love their children with an immortal love," says H.P.
Blavatsky, and the reason for this immortality in love is easily
grasped when we realise that it is the same Egos that play so many
parts in the drama of life, that the experience of each part is
recorded in the memory of the Soul, and that between the Souls there
is no separation, though during incarnat