Back in Scotland with the help of some students, we opened another centre in Dundee and rented a country mansion for weekend retreats. The mansion dated from the early 18th century, it was huge and full of antiques - even the wallpaper was hand-painted. Students from all over the UK made the long journey to the retreat by the summer of 1992 we were teaching in three cities and had a country retreat, all within a year and a half of arriving in Scotland.

I was sent an interesting letter addressed to me which was a summons to go to prison, I had heard that the test for the second initiation was to be thrown in prison while having done no wrong; I just laughed at the letter and thought it was all too easy, too obvious. It turned out they had the wrong person altogether and they apologised for it.

I kept all of what I was going through quiet from the rest of the students, I knew that the path required secrecy and I felt that I could cause some harm or unpleasant situations anyway if I were to say what I had been going through.

I still looked up to Reynaldo as my teacher, but out of my body I was shown not to anymore, it was not that he had done anything wrong, it was that I had to get taught from within myself now. In one of those weekend gatherings at the retreat Reynaldo looked at me and made a comment about me and the path, I just smiled, but I wondered if he had been given a little information about what I had been going through.

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The Second Year in Scotland