One wishes for a magic pen, or for a perfect Gift of Expression, to convey in language the subtle consciousness of the Beauty and Harmony that meet one as one is led to the “_Atmospheres_” of some of the “CREATORS OF BEAUTY.” More wonderful than all else was the knowledge that many who had never painted, carved, builded, or traced the “score” of musical composition were surrounded and pervaded by such ineffable loveliness that one could _weep for very joy_ on perceiving it. “Art is Great, but the perception of the Soul of Beauty is _Life! Love!_” said the Guide. One perceives in such states as were there revealed that the true “artist” has not always been known among his fellow human beings, moving upon the world of thought, influencing other lives by the beauty and harmony of their own natures, these seem, when viewed from the spirit, to constitute the real artists. “Is not the Temple of the Soul a Living Temple, is not the art of molding the mind to perform the mandates of the spirit more to be sought for and greater when attained?” “Eternal in the Heavens” are the Temples “not made with hands,” so said the Guide and so I perceived more and more clearly. In marked contrast to the foregoing were the thought-forms surrounding some of those who had been “artists” on Earth: broken lines, inharmonious colors, discords, sharp and jagged corners--all portraying disturbed conditions of the unruly thoughts and impulses that had possessed them in Earth life. I had interesting glimpses of those who were “_working with themselves_.” One who was considered “eminent” in art on Earth was cutting, carving, breathing upon an _image of himself_. “What _is_ he doing?” I exclaimed, now really surprised. “Removing the angularities and errors of his own nature: jealousy of other artists, the deepest scar; selfish love of human praise--that overweening desire for adulation; unwillingness to accord to others appreciation of their true merits,” replied the Guide. Later, I saw that artist self-renovated, and one whom he had envied derided and scorned, when both were in Earth life, _working together_, producing, through artist minds on earth, works that possess the merits of both with the added _tone_ of harmony; the strength of one being merged in perfect accord with the grace and loveliness of the other, blending in wondrous works of Beauty. This was a wonderful lesson, serving to illustrate that at first, and possibly for some time after entering spirit life one’s chief occupation is--or should be--removing one’s own limitations; but this cannot _begin_ until one is aware that one _has_ the imperfections; to be conscious of one’s faults is half the remedy.