A DAY IN SPIRIT LAND
"We might tell you of our
wanderings
today." 'How do you know it is day?'
"It is always light; but we do know
when your sun bides its face
from you, and we use your expressions of day and night which you would
understand better than our continuous light and our limitless
activity. For spirit sight does not
require the sun."
'Where did you wander today?'
"We had a short trip to a nearby
asteroid, for one thing:—life only at its beginning, the vegetation not
yet ready for animal life. But
we found it interesting. But we were not gone a great while,—
at least it did not seem long to us.
Then we had a sort of informal meeting of our circle to decide on plans for study and travel and…"
'And what else?'
"Pleasure."
'Isn't all your work pleasure?'
"So it is. But we do sometimes give
ourselves up to pleasures which have no object except enjoyment. Do you
see? It is our pleasure to study; it is our pleasure to help others; it is our pleasure
to go to libraries, or to other
circles to watch their methods of teaching and helping. But once in awhile
we have, ,—well,— just that, a good time!"
'What do you do?'
"I do not think I can tell you exactly,
because everything happens on the spur of the moment. Some one has an
inspiration and we are all swept into it. It isn't cards; it isn't
dancing; it isn't motoring. It is just the delightful letting down of our
serious selves, just the happy
interchange of thought and action."
'I am afraid we do not understand much
of spirit life?'
"We know you do not. Neither did we
before we came. But not all here is serious. We are not always studying
big problems. We do have the delight of variety, of geniality, of the play
of wit, the charm of perfect companionship."
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