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The Doorway by Margaret
Vivian - 1941
CHAPTER II
Occupations
The old-fashioned
and ignorant notion that we spend our time sitting on a cloud singing
hymns to the accompaniment of a harp has almost died away, and if you
were to ask a clergyman of average intelligence what are his idea
regarding the future life, he would probably reply that do dies not
know, and that these matters are mysteries intentionally hidden from man
during his earth life. Some
Spiritualists go to the opposite extreme, and regard our life in
the Summerland as a material
condition little different from yours. They are apt to shock the
religious by mentioning cigars or whisky.
The truth, as usual, lies midway
between these extremes.
Newcomers who
desire the pleasures of the earth can have them for
the asking, and some, for a short
time, do lead a life that differs very little from the one they have
left. But soon they cease to desire these
physical pleasures, and as they
adapt themselves to this life, so they give up smoking or drinking or
eating. I have been here a relatively short time, less than your own
earth life, and I have never had the faintest desire to these things.
Occasionally I smoke a cigarette with a newcomer, merely
in order to make him feel at home. It is like a child playing with toys:
a grown-up may play with a doll in order to amuse a child, but he does
not do so when he is alone. So, as we progress, do we discard childish
things.
You ask whether we
communicate with one another entirely by
thought, or whether we have posts
or telegrams. We do not have the
same complicated postal delivery
that you have, but at first, before we have learned to transmit our
messages in the new way, we do write notes and a messenger takes them
and delivers them by his own methods of thought transport. But very soon
we learn that the mechanical process of writing is unnecessary. We do
not need to keep notes, as our memories are perfect, and we can always
recall whatever we wish. The difficulty with names is not that we cannot
recall them at will, but that they are hard to transmit through the
physical organs of a medium. As to books, there are vast libraries here
containing all the earth books, as well as others written over here.
According to one’s literary taste, so one chooses the appropriate
library. If you want theological works – and, strange to say, there are
some who wish to study these monuments of dreariness – you go to the
theological library. If you prefer fiction, you go to the fiction
library, and so on.
With regard to
painting, the pigments you use are crude as compared to ours which do
not fade. But when an artist is tired of the pictures he had made, he
eliminates them by the power of thought and creates others. But he
thinks out his scheme just as carefully as you do. At first he uses
brushes. He would not feel happy without his accustomed tools, and so for a time he uses them,
as do sculptors and other
craftsmen. It is very gradually that they learn that they earth tools
are no longer necessary. The artists sit before their canvas or paper
and think our the scheme of the picture, and little by little
precipitate the particles of colour into the right places. It is
something like the work of the Bang Sisters some years ago, when
portraits were precipitated on to the canvas. These pictures never fade
or tarnish, but sometimes the artist wishes to alter something, and this
he can easily do.
Artists and
musicians have special buildings where they can study
the new conditions that affect their
art. A painter, for instance, must
learn all about the new colours that
are available, otherwise his work will look dull, as a black – and –
white sketch on your side appears to a colour enthusiast. At first the
artist finds our scenery a flowers almost
beyond his scope, but soon he passes on to other occupations that
satisfy his artistic instincts, so that mere painting or modeling no
longer interests him.
The same applies
to the musician. For a time he is satisfied with the instruments to
which he is accustomed, but soon he perceives that his music is like
that of a street organ when compared to a Wurlitzer. When he hears the
marvelous music that can be produced over here, he goes to school again
in order to learn about the many sounds that are beyond the range of the
physical ear. Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, as the old saying
expresses it. The same
applies to all sciences and arts, and those who were great men
on your side soon find that they
must start afresh in the infant class over here.
You ask whether
there is any joy in creating things purely by the power of thought. That
is where you do not understand. Let us talk about this power of thought
and I will try to explain. Everything is made by the power of thought,
even on your side, and you could not type these notes without using
thought. We need manual skill, and when you first arrive here, you will
find it just as hard as ever to paint a picture. But as you learn to
adapt yourself, so you find that you can create things more easily,
though practice and training are just as necessary, and if you imagine
that you will suddenly become a Mozart of a Cooper, you will
disappointed.
With regard to
paints and paper, your new powers will come into play, and eventually
you will be able to create your own materials. You will find no shops,
but you will always find someone who is willing to help you to obtain
what you need. I myself have painted a portrait of you as I see you, and
it hangs in my study, but there are so many things to do that I do not
often indulge in artistic efforts. There is, of course, no commercial
side to art, but there are places
where works of art can be seen. The
masterpieces of your world find
their place here, and we can read
any book we wish. The choice of these things depends chiefly on whether
there is anybody who is sufficiently fond of a given subject to desire
its presence. You, for instance, will find portraits of King Charles,
just as others might wish for a picture of Oliver Cromwell. That is
where education comes in.
The public
galleries on your side enable the masterpieces to be seen
and appreciated, and so love gives
them immortality in a kind of way. If you
earnestly desire to have a Van Dyck portrait in your home, you will have
it, and so others who feel in this way. Values to not enter into the
matter. It is purely a question of having so strong a desire to look at
a work of art, that you can have what you would call a reproduction. No
false admiration roused by a fictitious money value came into it. It is
solely a matter of artistic appreciation, and as you progress, you care
less and less for earth toys because there is so much beauty and melody
over here. Earth masterpieces are like the efforts of a child when
compared with the finished product of a master-mind unrestricted by such
limitations as illness or fatigue.
You ask whether we
have examinations over here. Not as you do, but we have teachers, and
they often question their pupils in order to ascertain whether they have
understood what has been taught. Here, again, do not run away with the
idea that you become a fullyfledged
genius the moment you die. This if a far fuller and bright life
than yours, but you still have to
work and study in order to move into a higher class. You have often been
told that you are just the same five minutes after your death, and that
death does not turn you into a saint of devil. That is true, and the
main advantage that you perceive at first is that your physical
disabilities have disappeared. The blind see, and the deaf hear, and at
first they cannot make it out.
It is a very real
difficulty for me to explain to you how we occupy ourselves, because so
many of the things we do cannot be understood by you. There are games
for those who like them, and swimming and riding and all sports that do
not involve cruelty. I will try to describe to you what I propose to do
to-day. Well, I have begun by talking to you in this somewhat difficult
way. Then I shall probably go for a ride or swim. After that there is a
meeting I must attend, where those who have been in communication with
the earth come to report their successes and failures, and we discuss
the best methods of avoiding such failures in future. Then I may
perhaps work in the garden, where I
am planning a new section that
I am sure will please you, and then
I shall rest and think in a shady corner, with the dogs around me.
Friends will come
and go, but you must not imagine that we have no privacy, or that, by
the mere power of thought, a bore can always intrude. We have means of
ensuring privacy, and you might as well suggest that because you door is
often unlocked, every street beggar can walk into your
study. We have various ways by which we can keep our privacy intact.
Then I may go on a journey and explore some part of your world or ours,
the latter most likely; and then I see the news on the special machines
we have and which I can liken only to television.
This brings be to
another rest time; we do not rush about all the time, any more than you
do, and leisure is a very precious thing. Part of each day I spend with
the dogs that have arrived from your world. Arranging for them to be
looked after, and finding homes for those that have nobody to welcome
them. Then I often visit the astral, and try to give a helping hand to somebody. There are always
so many in need of help; for
instance, I went the other day to see what I could do for all those poor
souls that came over suddenly when a Spanish battleship went down.
Now I hope I
have made you understand that we, too, have busy days, and above all,
that we are not dull.
One day, when I
was wandering in the garden planning new schemes, I met some of the ‘wee
folk.’ I had never believed in their
existence, and I was astonished when
I caught sight of a little man in
the conventional goblin garb,
swinging his legs as he sat on a harebell. In your world they are afraid
of humans, and you seldom see them, but here they have no fear, and
sometimes make themselves rather a nuisance with their silly chatter.
But this was the first I had seen, and I was anxious to talk to him and
find out who he was, and where he came from. The intelligence of the
fairy folk is not very high, but they can speak, and this puts them on a
grade a little higher than the animals. This little fellow was quite
willing to talk, and he was a merry little soul. His vocabulary was
very limited, and he kept on
roaring with laughter, as if what he said
were a huge joke.
It is only here
that the beauty of nature can be fully appreciated. We
have no storms, but rain condenses
gently on the vegetation, though
the weather is of no importance,
since we are never too hot or too cold. We can have ice and snow if we
wish. It is hard to explain, but an Eskimo who is used to intense cold
can have his icebergs by the power of thought. The conditions are so
different. Those who like icebergs gravitate together and live in icy
surroundings. We can visit them if we wish, but most of us prefer a
temperate climate with no extremes of heat or cold. Natives of tropical
countries live in surroundings
exactly suited to them, but the undeveloped races, whose pleasure
consists mainly in killing, do not stay here long, but soon reincarnate
on earth.
The fact you must
try to grasp is that over here everybody can have the semblance of
material pleasures for a time, but these soon cease to satisfy, and the
individual who has not progressed sufficiently to be happy here returns
to the earth in a new incarnation. That is what I meant when I told you
of the earthward pull experienced by those who have died suddenly in
their youth. Unless they resist it, they are drawn back more and more
strongly until they reincarnate. The desire for earth conditions fades
automatically as time passes, unless the individual is of so low an
evolutionary grade that he cannot adapt himself to our life.
Some wander in the
dark spheres for some time before reincarnating, for there are some
souls who do not make any progress while on earth, and there are others
who refused to take advantage of the light that has been accorded them,
and so it is necessary for their evolution that they should undergo a
kind of purgatory. Those who inhabit the dark spheres do not necessarily
reincarnate. Some eventually listen to the teaching of those who go to
help them, and as soon as they are fitted for our life, they
automatically come here.
Soon after
my
arrival, when revisiting the South
African battlefields, I was sometimes able to help my old friends. I
remember warning a colonel just in time to save him from being killed by
a shell. I shouted: “ Stop! Stop!” but at first he did not hear me.
Fortunately, he had some psychic power, and when I shouted right in his
ear: “ Stop at once!” he heard me, for he reined in is horse and looked
around in a puzzled way. Then he saw and heard the shell burst just
where he would have been had he disregarded my warning. “ By Jove, that
was a narrow shave!” I heard him say. “ I could have sworn some fellow
called to me to stop,” and he looked round to see who it might have
been. “ Must have been my imagination, I supposed, “ he remarked at
last. It is funny how people on your side always seem to prefer any
explanation other than the correct one.
The houses here vary according to
the development of the owner. There are no slums, but there are very
small, dull houses in rows, inhabited by those who are only just fit to
be in this sphere at all.
Some live in them
for a relatively long time, but most of these tenants reincarnate quite
soon, and so remain here only a short time. It is not quite true to say
that the houses are built by the good deeds of the occupants when on
earth; it is rather that, as in
everything here, they are
automatically suited to the tenants, so that
in the case of an unselfish man, it
means that he has reached a stage
where a fine house is suited to him.
You will perhaps
remember the case of the butler and his wife who recently inherited a
mansion from their mistress, but lived only in
the kitchen and in one small
bedroom. They were not accustomed to
live in large rooms, and the mansion
was useless to them. So it is here. A man who is in a low state of
evolution would be like a fish out of water in a castle, and here there
are no misfits, everyone being automatically suited to his surroundings.
Do you understand my meaning? It is not a punishment for selfishness or
cruelty, it is an automatic result. The earth life enables you to
progress in a way that is impossible elsewhere, and that is why an
undeveloped soul goes back to school to learn another lesson. He will
eventually evolve unless he is one of those who refuse to learn and
remain so long in the lower strata that they go backwards instead of
forwards, until at last they are reabsorbed into the essence of life.
This is what you call eternal
death; a sad ending to ill-spent lives.
I must repeat that
everything here is solid to us. We should not like to be misty wraiths,
and it is you who seem unsubstantial to us. It is
all a matter or relative
surroundings, and solidity is the result of the
relationship of the body to the
surrounding elements. You ask whether we can be bruised or injured in
any way. It would be possible if we hit something violently, but we have
a protective sense that
checks us. We not fall from heights as you do, because we
exercise the power of thought. In
the dark spheres I have seen injuries, as in your world, due to the
people there not understanding how to use this power, and there are
hospitals with appliances for treating such hurts. I met your friend, Dr
R., recently. He was organising a hospital to deal with the injured from
the earth wars. Many of these men are of very low development and some
come over with shocking injuries. They do not realise that
they are dead, and for this reason
many continue to be maimed, and
need treatment for some considerable
time. Then one day they grasp the truth and are healed.
We do not quarrel
over here, not what you would call quarrelling, but of course we do not
always agree in every detail. That would be very dull. Nor do we have
wars. What would be the use, since we cannot kill one another, or
destroy property as you do on earth? Anybody who still wished to kill or
destroy would not be suited for the Summerland, but would be in a lower
sphere for a time, and then reincarnate until he had lost his desire to
injure others. We have no soldiers because they are obviously not
needed, but there are what you might call overseers, who see that the
laws of the land are not broken.
It is hard to
explain about our laws. There are, for instance, laws as to the bringing
here of friends from the lower spheres, when they are not suited to this
plane, and might interfere with the peace of the inhabitants. We have no
prisons or convict settlements the extreme penalty is to be sent to a
lower plane, and that is not a punishment; it is the enforcing of the
law that nobody can live in a sphere higher than his evolution warrants.
He would not be happy, but it does sometimes happen that the great love
of a relative brings an unsuitable soul over here in the hope of raising
his standard. Very rarely this is allowed, so as to satisfy the great
desire of the friend over here, but only for a time, and if the visitor
does not settle down, as you would put it, he automatically returns to
the lower sphere.
Sometimes the one
who loves his sacrifices his higher state and goes
to live with him in order to help
his development. It is possible to live in a lower state than one’s
development warrants, but not in a higher. More usually, the higher
spirit merely pays visits to the one in the lower grade, and has his or
her real home here. The higher spirit is just as unsuited to the
conditions of the lower sphere as is the lower spirit to the higher
life. Nobody steals or murders are exceeds the speed limit here, but
there are certain rules governing our behaviour that must not be broken.
Much of my work is
to help those who are coming over in the various wars. We can do more
for Europeans, because the yellow races expect to see their own
ancestors, and would not understand if a white man met them. There are
not many Negroes who have progressed, and usually they must reincarnate.
This has nothing whatever to do with race; it depends on the spiritual
evolution, but it is a fact that the British are more highly evolved
than other races and that is why the British lead in political matters.
I believe it is correct to say
that more British and Americans have reached the state where
reincarnation is no longer necessary than the member of any other race.
The Latin races are more backward than the British, but it is true that
the whole world is in a dangerous state, and that if a universal war
were to break out, civilization would be
set back. That is what we are
trying to prevent by every means in our
power, and Spiritualism is at last
permeating the world, and will help to check war.
You must remember
that I have been here only a very short time as compared with some of
the inhabitants of the Summerland, and I can tell you only what I myself
have experienced. Others may have a different story to tell, their
interests being other than mine. Those,
for instance, who come over as very
earnest Christians, spend much
of their time in their places of
worship, and I know of one congregation where everything is almost
exactly as on earth, with the same church, the same clergyman and the
same services, while the sermons are not more intelligent than those
preached on earth. They even sing the same hymns: “ Weary of earth and
laden with my sin, I gaze at Heaven and long to enter in,” and so forth,
and this may continue for centuries of your time. The members of the
congregation are perfectly satisfied with this state of affairs, and
never ask any of the higher teachers to come and enlighten them. Those
that seek find, but those who are satisfied with their
ignorance remain in that state. Your
parents were rather like that at
first, but they met me through you,
and it was able to help them to
some extent, and now they are
seeking more advanced teaching.
The fact that
everybody is just the same after passing over cannot be too strongly
impressed on the earth dwellers. So that they may seek the light while
still on your side. The merry-makes who are fond of jokes often indulge
their humour over here, and that is why you sometimes find that
practical jokes are played at séances.
At the same time, a heavy atmosphere may be lightened in this way. All
types have their uses, and it would be a dreary world if we were all
alike.
The whole of the
etheric body is perfect and can very be out of order or cause pain. We
wish our hair as we prefer it, and the same applies to beards and
moustaches. At first most people like to be as they were on earth, and I
still have a small moustache. Gradually these things lose interest, and
the higher spirits that I have met had
no hair on their faces. But we need
no barbers or dentists; our teeth
are perfect, and
we use them for their original purpose. The most essential organ is the
brain, and the other organs, I believe, gradually disappear as we
advance. You must remember that it may be thousands of your years before
we leave the sphere I am now in, and we are learning all the time. I can
tell you only what I know from my very limited experience. I have a swim
most days, but we do not get dirty or need soap; not do we cut our nails
or have corns on our feet. We have what clothing we like, at first
exactly as on earth, but it does not wear out, and when we want a new
garment we think it out and make it. Women sometimes, at first, desire
fashionable attire, but soon this ceases to interest them. The people
here mostly wear clothes something like their earth garments from long
habit. We are always clothed in some way, and the higher
spirits wear robes coloured in
accordance with their character.
We still have
varying characteristics, and we may be angry or displeased, but not for
long. It is hard to make you understand, but you must remember my old
analogy of the fish that cannot understand how you can exist out of the
water. We have faculties unknown to you, and it is impossible to explain
them to you. There is no disgrace in being unclothed; that is merely an
earth custom. For a time we still have reproductive organs, but through
disuse all unnecessary organs atrophy like your appendix, and are
replaced by higher organs
adapted to purposes that you could not understand. The main difficulty
in explaining to you is that condition here are so different, but they
change so slowly that we do not notice the gradual growth any more than
you realise that your body is growing day by day. So we grow, but in a
different way, and nothing stands still in any sphere of life. We go on
progressing for ever. You ask what I mean by the words ‘for ever’. I do
not know; there are many mysteries that I cannot grasp yet. I am only a
short way ahead of you, and
can tell you only what I have been taught.
The physical body
is not, as I have head you call it, an old coat. It is interwoven with
the etheric body in a very intricate way, and that is why to two bodies
are sometimes hard to separate. If it were a mere coat, you could put it
on and discard it at will quite easily. You ask funny questions this
morning! I can only repeat that those near earth life, as I still am,
like to retain for a time the earth fashions. I
cannot picture myself with long
ringlets, but that is of course a mere
question of custom. If we had been
brought up with long, trailing hair, we should regard
any
other mode as an outrageous disfigurement.
Habit accounts for much, and persists so long as we are in the same
stage of development. The fundamental law is that we can have what we
like by the power of thought. Those who were tailors’
dummies or mannequins on earth will
have much thought to the
adornment of their persons – for a time – and the time varies according
to the evolution of the individual.
Yesterday I was
working with another friend of yours, Dr. M., and we were trying to make
contact with a murderer. He had been executed for murder, and after a
sleep he woke screaming with
terror. He knew he had to be
hanged, and because he found himself
still alive, he naturally supposed
that the execution had not taken
place and he was terrified. The only
way we could convince him was
by taking him to the prison door and
showing him the notice of his death. It was Dr. M. who helped me. She is
much better, and her great energy makes her a very useful colleague. She
refuses to give in, however difficult or distasteful a task may be. I
like her, and she is fond of
you, though she did not approve of all you did.
I wish I could
give you a really vivid idea of our life here. It is an advantage to
have many interests when you come over, as you can develop them all.
There are some people who seem to be little more than animated
vegetables, and go about asking what they can do to occupy themselves.
Then there are the people who have never been devoted to amusement. At
first they continue to seek their accustomed occupations, but there are
not many boon companions for them, and they soon reincarnate. It may
sound strange to you, but it
is quite possible to be bored and lonely over here.
The reaching of
your youth was wrong. As for everlasting punishment for those who do not
believe certain doctrines, it is strange that educated and thoughtful
people could ever entertain a
belief in so unjust a retribution,
and I simply cannot understand the
standpoint of those who teach that
an un-christened infant goes to eternal punishment. It is as if you were
to hang a child for playing with matches. The child receives the
automatic punishment of a burn, but the un-baptised infant is not even
responsible for the omission. If anybody should be punished, it should
surely be the parents who neglected the ceremony. There are many other
errors taught on your side by those in high places, and when they come
over here, they suffer remorse for having been so unintelligent, and for
having hindered the progress of those whom they presumed to instruct.
God has been blamed for many things that are really the result of man’s
ignorance and stupidity. The New Messenger will sweep away a lot of
cobwebs from the Christian religion – cobwebs that have accumulated year
by year until they have choked the original Christian teaching.
I have already
told you that we are never ill or out of sorts, and the only work for
doctors is dealing with the various forms of soul shock. The people who
interest me are most of those who persist in retaining their old beliefs
and disbeliefs. There is a man who has been here much longer than I
have, and yet he still insists that he is dreaming, and that one day he
will wake up to find himself back in
his bed on the earth. He says it is
rubbish to tell him he is dead when
he is so obviously alive, and how
could he be alive if his body were
dead? I sometimes wonder whether It
is not partly a pose. He is very
obstinate, and becomes annoyed if
one tries to argue with him. “ Don’t come any of your hallelujah stuff
with me,” he said the other day when I asked him whether he realised yet
that he had shed his body for ever. “ how could I talk to you without a
brain?” he retorted. “ I may be suffering from sleeping sickness or some
rare disease, but the fact
that I can see you proves that I am not dead.”
It is often said
that we ought not to be called by those on earth. Those who say this
should be brought over here to see the numbers of those, usually
recently arrived, who are struggling to pierce the veil and make contact
with those they love on earth. You have often been told by the guides
what a great number there are who are anxious to communicate and who are
bitterly disappointed when the power is exhausted before they have had
the opportunity to speak. If someone on this side has no wish to
communicate with those on our side, these is no power that can compel
him to do so. Often it is not that they have any real objection, but
that they are completely ignorant of the possibilities.
What you were
reading of the guide’s remarks about the harmfulness of creeds and
dogmas is perfectly true. It is much easier to help the careless who
have never troubled to go to a place of worship than it is to make the
ecclesiastically-minded leopard change his spots or the positive
agnostic realise his mistakes. The boundless self-confidence of both is
hard as granite, but I would rather deal with the atheist than with the
narrow religious devotee. It is a stage in the individual evolution, and
one simply has to wait until he becomes more amenable to reason. It is
useless to dash oneself against a brick wall. It is funny, though, when
one tries to reason with a
rationalist, for he is convinced that he is the very essence of logic. “
My dear sir, “ on of these people said to me the other day when I was
trying to explain things, “ you will never convince me of anything so
absurd as the assertion that I have died and come to life again. The
idea is manifestly ridiculous and irrational. Once a man is dead, he
cannot be alive. I am sure you mean well, but I cannot accept what you
say save as the morbid imaginings of an unbalanced mind.” And he went
muttering to himself. The religious devotees are even less tolerant, and
take the ‘Get thee behind me. Satan,” attitude. Here, again, it is a
phase in the evolution of the individual. Not all go through it,
fortunately. You and I did not, thus showing our affinity even in this
minor matter.
I was present at
the coronation to-day. It was a grand ceremony in
the Abbey and in the streets, and
many of us were looking on. At the
church ceremony all the old bishops
of history seemed to be present, and some were critical as to details:
for instance, they did not
approve of the anointing being less thorough, and of course they
noticed the absence of the regalia
that Cromwell stole. At first I thought I caught sight of the Martyr
King, bit then I found it was Prince Rupert, who cam to look on for a
short time. In the Abbey, the ceremony was more attractive to the
churchmen than to the soldiers. As the King was being crowned, I say King George the Fifth
sitting beside Queen Mary. It
was a wonderful sight, and we did not have to wait hours in order to
secure a seat. It is an advantage of being rid of the physical body that
we can attend any ceremony anywhere, and then you wonder what recreation
we have! Naturally, our bodies occupy space in our own sphere, but
actually there were not so many from our side as to cause an
inconvenient crowd. To many, such things are no longer of interest, just
as children discard toys, bit I still have a boy’s love of pageantry,
shining helmets and silk-coated horses, with all the panoply and
ceremonial. There were far fewer of us than of the earth folk, and I
stayed to the end, and even watched outside the Palace for a time. I
was specially interested, of
course, in the gunners in the procession.
I will tell you
where we go for our current information. There is a hall with pictures,
something like your cine films. They are not operated by electricity,
and we can turn them to and fro by the exercise of our will. We can look
back on any of the facts of history:
for instance, those who did not
witness the coronation can see it just
as you do on your
films. For the future it is the same, but we cannot
always see everything, and when you
ask me a question about future
events, I cannot always answer, but
if I volunteer the information, it
is sure to be correct because in
that case I have seen it on the screen
of the future. Owing to the
difference in our way of reckoning time, it is difficult to give exact
dates for coming events. I have to judge by the number of other events
that unroll themselves, and sometimes I mistake two simultaneous for two
consecutive happenings, and so my calculations are thrown out of gear.
Sometimes a
definite date is given, as when I forecast to you the end
of the Great War. It was given in
the form in which I passed it on: II.II.II., and it may surprise you to
know that I did not myself understand the significance of these figures.
We are not always allowed to give dates, or even to forecast future
events. It is not always desirable that certain things should be known,
so that there is what you call a news censorship. It is interesting
seeing the past and the future, and the actors are even more lifelike
than yours, for they are not actors, but the thought-forms of the actual
performers. For children, it is a wonderful way of learning the history
of the past, and these halls are always well attended.
As to my many
activities, you now know some of them, but there are many others
connected with matters that I cannot explain because there is nothing
comparable on your earth. I sometimes play the nonio, an instrument you
do not know. It is not unlike a fiddle, and I play in an orchestra, but
I am no great musician and so take only minor parts. As I have often
said, there are no dull times here, and we can always find plenty to do,
both useful and entertaining. My great pleasure is coming to you and
giving you this script. As for those who are carnally-minded, they do
find it dull over here, and so, automatically, they return to the earth
until they have reached the stage where they are happy here. That is the
test. It is not punishment or retribution; it is that you go
automatically to the place for which you are suited.
All the teaching
about punishment by an angry god is wrong; it is
the man himself who prepares his
future. Some are almost ready for
this sphere and may return to earth
only for a very short time. “ Those whom the gods love, die young” is a
crude way of expressing this
truth. There is a woman over here who spends most of her time,
as some do, working among the grey
spheres. She was a missionary
when on your side, and her only
interest is in this kind of work. This
is because her
affinity is a backward soul, and she tries to teach him
to progress so that he may come over
here without having to incarnate again. I doubt whether she will succeed,
as the man is a backward type, but she spends most of her time trying to
help him. He does not yet realise that she is his twin soul, and though he
is fond of her, he is often tired of her efforts to improve him. She may
be able to shorten the period of his next incarnation. Sometimes a soul
from this sphere voluntarily reincarnates in order to help another, and if
this man has to return to earth, the woman will probably follow him,
possible as his twin, though this is not always allowed. |
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CHAPTER III
Communication with the
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