Part 1 of 4

 

EARLY MESSAGES RECEIVED IN PARIS

January 29, 1917.

MOTHER!

 

I am here, but I can't tell you much. Meslom will help me. He is not very well known to me.

 

I never knew I could come back. I have been asleep and lost a long time. I am just awakening and I am all in a tremor to think I am really alive yet and able to see you.

 

I can come to you from time to time. Meslom will help me—I can come—I am already stronger. I went away too soon but now I can make up for the time I wasted.

 

Meslom.

 

L. has been obliged to stop. He is not yet 3 strong enough to do much but I brought you together and you are to help and be a great power.

 

L. is not suffering—he is only just awakened. He was brought to consciousness by his mother's wish to communicate.

L. is here again.

Yes, I am here and I am so glad I am alive again. Oh! mother darling, I am so thankful and so happy to be with you. I am free from suffering. I am alive, alive! and all awake to the wonders about me. But remember I have been asleep. Your wish to speak to me has awakened me. I am alive!

I am not able to tell you much, but I am filled with such a tremendous joy of life that I cannot imagine going back.

 

I can come to you again and I can tell you much. Meslom is going to teach me and says I can come when you and Mary arrange. I have no choice—it is for you to say.

 

I am alive again and so happy, but I can't tell you much. I appear to be in a wonderful light and in a marvellous country of perfect conditions—I can see——

 

Meslom.

 

L. is not able to stand a longer strain but the conditions are perfect. I will bring him again but not to-day. He is a fine nature and will develop quickly and be a great help.

 

February 3, 1917.

Meslom.

L. is here. He has been far away and cannot stay long, but he will speak.

 

Here I am. I cant tell you much yet. I was so excited at being alive that I cannot get in trim for calm work. Since I awoke the other day I have been far away in a wonderful country—it seems like the land one sometimes dreamed and never quite found. It is perfect and filled with light and perfume and life and movement. I cannot explain it all now. I only know I am enjoying it and getting strong again and all my weakness is gone.

 

Do you regret your life here?

 

Yes, I might have done many things which I neglected, but I am permitted another life.

 

I am going to help you to enjoy this life of mine and understand what you can before you come, but you are really able to foresee some because of your innate appreciation of art and beauty. I shall have the double happiness of enjoying and of teaching you.

 

Can you see me?

 

Yes, and I am so glad you have found Mary and that you are able to talk to me. You can never know my feeling the other day when you awakened me from that long sleep which seemed death. You know I caused this myself because I had been persuaded that it was death I was facing, and at the end I was so tired that I really didn't care. I could not struggle along any further, but if you had not called me and found a way to reach me, I should have been obliged to wait for long ages, because in the ordinary course it requires a much longer time to come back to consciousness. Help me by loving me.

 

I will come and Meslom says he will help you and me, and your faith in my real life helps me and so I can help you. You need not grieve at all. I can come whenever you call, and I love you more than ever.

Do you remember your illness?

I remember the awful wetting and cold I got and I was so fagged and annoyed because I felt you would worry, but I did not then—I was annoyed because it was stupid, but I was so tired I didn't care.

Have you any flowers?

Yes, loads of them. Everything is so beautiful you would love it. Beauty is all about me.

Do you remember my home? Of course I remember it— Do you miss your horses?

I have the most wonderful new outlook in the way of activity. I don't miss them at all. So far I only know that I am a happy little beggar in a wonderful state of life and that I have my M. again and all the rest will come. Be patient and I will tell you.

Good bye to-day. I hope you will call me soon again. February 4, 1917. Meslom.

L. is a strong, vital personality and I will permit him to act as an intermediary force because he is fresh from his earthly experiences and full of interest and most anxious to be of use.

I. is the right one because of her great strength of character, her high mentality and her strong love for her son.

February 7, 1917.

Meslom.

It is difficult to bring him because there are too many conflicting influences on your side. L. has a plan of action of which I approve. He is here and will speak.

Meslom wants to explain to the earth his theory of the universe. He says he has been waiting long for this, but the conditions were unsatisfactory, although he has been preparing Mary for years.

 

Mother darling, I have been waiting for you to call. I have thought it all out and Meslom approves. Here goes.—

 

You awakened me from that long sleep which I thought was death and Meslom came at your call. He finds me very ignorant of spiritual things, but very strong vitally. My immense activity needs an outlet and can be utilized for our mutual good. He will initiate me into the science of this life and while guiding me will explain to you through me, so I will go ahead and take you with me.

 

February 15, 1917.

 

Are you here, L.?

 

Right O! Mother darling! I have been on a wonderful trip since I saw you and I am going to get into regular working harness with Meslom. He says he will leave it to me to organize this affair. You are to be the earthly president of this inter­communication and organize it from your end. I find there are many who would like to help but few who are fitted for the work.

What are you doing all day and night? There is no day and night. Do you know how I love you?

Yes, because you and I were always pals, and really I understood your thoughts always. That is why I can do this work.

It is a life such as we sometimes dream—nothing is the least effort. We are never tired, but always interested and ready for new and delightful experiences. Those who have developed their intellects find they are able to go right on without any effort and that seeming difficulties are made easy.

Do you ever have any longing for those on this earth?

None at all, because those we love are sure to come and time does not count.

 

How do you understand love now?

Love is a vast and wonderful sense of life and is the atmosphere we breathe. Without it we could not continue to live.

What is your life?

To us at present it seems material. Will you come to meet me?

Yes, and right now I want you to have Mary promise that when you come she will call you and persist in it till you come. I can't help you once you leave the earth, and you need some one as I need you. I will await you with joy and you will know me, but I don't want to have a break and you will come to yourself more quickly if you are called. This is when you leave your body. Then you will go to sleep as I did and you will awake to consciousness more quickly if Mary calls. Mary is very strong. She will call you.

February 24, 1917.

Meslom is here and so am I—L.

 

I cannot come by myself—I need your help. I can see you now because you are seated together.

 

The wood gives off a sort of influence which is essential to our manifesting. When you are together and with your hands on the wooden table it sets up a current which serves as a link or medium, something like the air is to your breathing.

It is not possible for me to call you, but your will and your physical strength combined give us the medium required.

Are you in what occultists call the astral world?

No, I am so far in a state of waiting. I am perfectly happy and know that there is the whole marvel of the universe awaiting me, but I am just getting

February 26, 1917.

 

Yes, L. is here. L. wants you to be very quiet a few minutes.

You have been given this extraordinary opportunity of doing this wonderful thing and I can be of such great help nothing on earth should interfere.

 

I know a great deal more and wish the preliminary arrangements to be made before going on. Regular work is of immense importance.

 

I have not gone far. I want you to go with me in thought—I am only beginning to be educated. I see about me those who are awakening to the splendour of the spiritual light.

Immediately upon leaving the earth we are divided— there are many entrances and I find myself among those who are young and strong and very ambitious.

 

My hesitations are not in thought but in the choice of words to express our new conditions. I am ambitious but not in an earthly sense.

 

I want to know and go on. I feel elated and uplifted by a sense of life and force and joy beyond expression. I know my life is just beginning and I am conscious of every moment.

 

Tell us about the conditions surrounding you.

 

There is nothing material enough to make you quite realize them. I am like in a beautiful dream. I am surrounded by beautiful scenes of nature and conscious of an uplifting force of love. This love is a real tangible thing, even more tangible than the sunlight is to you. It is a force—a marvellous certainty of never ending, never failing strength.

 

I will give you all the tests I clan or that you wish. And yet you did not believe in the spiritual life?

 

No, but I believed that there was something that was too sacred for discussion. I did not define it, but I felt it, and my only expression of it was in trying to play fair and be real.

 

Did you enjoy the books I sent you?

 

I did, and they were a great help to me. I remember well the impression made on me by the "Life of Jesus."

In this life nothing interferes with the real spiritual and intellectual exchange of ideas and we soon find our own.

 

You have met no one you knew before? Not yet, but Meslom says I will. Are you never lonely?

 

Loneliness and happiness are incompatible I am happy. I want to lead you on with me but forgive me if I cannot be very sympathetic about earthly affairs.

 

March 2, 1917.

 

You understand I have to get back to Italy?

 

I don't follow all the conditions but I am conscious of your state of mind, and to us time is of no importance. I will take up the work just as soon as you arrange to go on regularly.

 

It is well to be quiet and constant in your efforts and it will be so arranged—I know you will find a way.

Don't you remember my home in Italy? It is a great big jewel. Are there little children where you are?

There are all sorts of lovely beings but their age does not seem definite as it did on earth.

Do you have to eat and be clothed?

No more than you do in a beautiful dream. We move about without effort by a mere wish or desire. Space and time do not exist. Our condition is of light and action and joy, and yet I fail so far to find quite the word to convey it to you. It is as though a wonderful intelligence is all that really existed and that intelligence makes us perceive that our life is sustained by the most marvellous life-giving love. We know that it is divine but so far we are not allowed to see.

What do you know about Meslom?

Meslom is a great old teacher who has been here many ages always trying to reach the earth and help you there. He was a student of these subjects in India and is recognized here as a great guide and teacher.

 

How are you taught? In classes?

 

Our exchange of ideas is without conversation. Our ideas and thoughts and desires are understood without expression and received by those with whom we are in harmony. No, there are no classes. I am surrounded by the love and care of God like a cloud of vapour would be to you. Then I know that the spirit called Meslom is giving me his strength and helping me to see and understand and I am instructed by a sort of absorption of this life-giving love. I am much stronger and every day, as you call it, I see more. I am at last freed from all restraint. My real nature and love of the beautiful and the ideal is able to go on untrammelled. I long for the complete and full expression of my nature and know with a marvellous certainty that it is to come.

 

Do you know the communication of Canon

 

Wilberforce? who died and has sent two messages to his congregation.

 

He was able to continue his teachings on account of his earthly certainty of this life, but I have much to learn and might have been so delayed if you had not called me and put me in touch with Meslom—Thank you, darling mother, and let me take you with me.

 

March 4, 1917.

 

I will be patient and time does not matter to us, but you must not fail me. I need your help as much as anything I ever needed and you can help me most by being sure that this is a real and tremendous experience, and that we are not really separated. Our natural bodies are separated but, as far as I am concerned, I have never been so near or so much in sympathy as Now.

 

I will, and do all I can but it is you who must face and conquer the earth conditions and difficulties.

MESSAGES RECEIVED IN ITALY

 

May 4, 1917.

 

MESLOM is here, and will bring L. Meslom says you have done well and will work regularly in this room.

 

L. here?

 

Yes, I am here. I am so happy, mother, darling, I am so happy that you are together ready to work. I shall devote all the time necessary to you and come whenever you call.

 

Let me begin at the beginning. It will be simpler and easier for me and for you. I shall tell you first my experiences as they came and explain, as far as I am able, as I go along.

 

I shall try to explain to you my mental condition while yet on earth, for it is the mentality which affects the physical condition and determines our state. I was for some months previous to my death, as you call it, very much disturbed mentally, on account of the war and the losing of friends, particularly of Percy, so I tried by excessive exercise and work to keep myself from thinking too much and from torturing myself with the unanswerable question why it should all be, but try as I would I could not shake off the depression which had hold of me and made all that had hitherto seemed of interest perfectly flat and meaningless, so when I fell ill I was so tired that nothing mattered—the spring had snapped, and it had snapped simply because I was discouraged with the meagre result of our best efforts. I wanted to go to sleep and had an idea that death meant just that—sleep and infinite effacement. I fell asleep with this conviction, or rather this hope, and this state affected me to the extent of making me unconscious of the passage from life on earth to life here, which is as far removed from our conceived idea of heaven as anything could be.

 

I have since learned that the mental condition of the dying always affects the first state of consciousness in this life, therefore, when you awoke me my surprise was very great and my joy unbounded to think I was really alive after all, and with all the vigour and vitality of youth and all the joy of its most supreme moments fulfilled.

 

I was so intensely grateful to you for calling me that I immediately opened my eyes, as you would call it, to understand where I was and when and how.

 

I found a splendid old man. I say found, because one seems to see, but it is all without any effort, only desire. I felt myself surrounded by sympathetic understanding and love, and I knew that you had brought me into communication with a rare and wonderful mind, who took charge of me from that moment, and I began to see and understand and also to determine that through me he would speak to you and bridge this chasm between us.

 

He explained that this is extremely difficult cult on account of the rarity of the combination required, but it had been found and must be taken advantage of.

 

Every other day to begin with, you must give me the whole afternoon. Then we will see how much Mary can stand. I have so much to say, I have been preparing it and want to give it to you definitely arranged, so when you have had two or three hours of work, stop.

 

May 6, 1917.

 

It seems strange to hear you read what I told you the other day and it seems incredible that I should be leading my wonderful mother. There is a mystical meaning to the word "mother" which is dimly discerned on earth, but here is clearly seen. It is or should be the blossoming of the best qualities of the preceding generations, and if motherhood always meant love and spiritual aspiration it would so result. As it is, the tie of motherhood becomes most often one of only physical reproduction, although there always persists some faint gleam of the spiritual quality foreordained, and in some rare cases it means what it should. Then the mother and the son are the completion of one another and nothing can be more perfect than the understanding between them, and the strength of their mutual love is measureless. This is our case. Thus it is possible for you to call me and for me to lose the quality of son and take on the quality of leader, which I have now assumed.

 

I have learned more in these few weeks of my new life than a whole lifetime of earth's deepest studies could have even foreshadowed.

 

The life we lead on earth is our preparation for our life here, and our life here is the result of our previous development. This sounds simple, but needs study and thought. Life on earth is surrounded by conventions which are the result of centuries of customs and are as varied as there are different localities. These conventionalities are as the mist of the morning before the rising sun. Life on earth is judged by the standards established arbitrarily by some more or less worthy teachers and is judged by appearances. All this too melts as the dew before the sun of truth.

 

Christ's teachings were pure and true and if really lived would make of earth a foretaste of heaven, for all that really matters in earth's life is that we should have been honest and sincere of purpose and with a real love of our fellows. Oh! how inadequate are words to express ideas in their true meaning!

 

Honesty means the naked, real purpose which underlies our acts, and is seldom faced even by one's own self, but here in the clear light of this purified atmosphere we see so plainly, and all the shams and self-indulgent excuses as we use them on earth are effaced. All are not strong enough to face the truth without fainting. Thank God, honesty was my one great ideal. This made me able to understand what Meslom is teaching me.

 

Love, too, has a different meaning. It is as much different from even the greatest earth love as the glorious sunset is more splendid than the firefly's glow. Love is essentially unselfish in its essence and essentially beneficent in its results. It radiates and gives strength and joy, and life becomes perfect in its warmth. It becomes absolutely selfless, and it is only when you begin to so love one another that you are fitted to take up this work. All selfishness must be put aside on your part and our own. Life must be lived for the good it radiates. It is not necessary to go far afield to search for work to do. The everyday exercise of thought and love towards all is sufficient.

 

I am telling you what I see now and—I need sunshine—. No more to-day.

 

Can you tell us what conditions would be more favourable?

 

Come every day and I will let you know whether all is well.

 

Is Meslom near you when you communicate with us?

Can you not come alone?

 

Yes, but I am not yet wise enough to teach. I am acting as his helper and trying to pass on to you what he teaches me.

 

May 7, 1917.

Meslom is here and glad you are beginning.

 

L. has been planning the work and wants to give it to you arranged as he thinks best. Afterwards you may do what you desire and ask questions, but, until he has given you permission, it is better to ask no questions as they disturb him.

L.

As soon as I realized that I was really alive and could use my intelligence and had a friend to explain things to me I asked how it could be that I, who had never given much time or thought to theology or done any of the accepted things, could be chosen as the helper for this work. Meslom (who is a guide and teacher who has been interested always in mankind and in trying to communicate so as to prove what he always professed, namely, that the intelligence of man is part of the essence of divinity, and as such must persist when the envelope or body has been cast aside) awakened me, as you know, through your influence and explained that he found me the longed-for link, and this was on account of my perfect harmony with mother and through her with him and with Mary.

 

He explained that earth's dogmas, with the exception of the two great laws, "Love God above all things and our neighbour as ourselves," were superfluous and more or less confusing. I was made to understand that marvels are not expected—that individuals have only a small part in the great scheme of the universe, and their best and only essential preparation for worthily playing that part is truth and charity. No matter what the external circumstances may be the only essential preparation for a better and larger life here is love. I mean love in its spiritual sense the love which tries to see good in every one and tries honestly to be helpful and understanding. Given this fundamental, of course all the intellectual attainments are of great value and determine the place in the scale of life here.

 

Here as on earth there are as many experiences as there are individualities, and remember that I am giving you my own experience and what I learn.

 

I was from the first quite conscious of my own old personality with its desires and ideas, only the externals had disappeared. My curiosity to know was as great as ever, and it was as if I had suddenly been transported to some strange and delightful country where conditions of climate and beauty of aspect were so perfect that the annoyances incident to earth life had vanished and all the obstacles to perfect expression had been dissipated. I remembered my past but could realize its best aspirations and felt free and happy in the conscious strength given me by the transcendent atmosphere of love. It is something of which earth gives you no idea. It is real, it is intelligent, it is exquisitely beautiful, it is exhilarating, it gives clearness of vision and strength of purpose, life and certainty of progression. In its light and joy we know that the best is possible.

 

As far as our life is concerned nothing is difficult, but to communicate with earth is difficult. It requires concentration of purpose and the great strength of will of Meslom to accomplish it.

 

Enough for this morning.

 

May 8, 1917.

 

The joy that pervades life on this plane is difficult to put into words for you. Here thoughts and ideas are interchanged by a sort of automatic intercourse, or rather an interpenetration of mind. Words and languages have ceased to be necessary as a vehicle of communication.

 

I am sauntering along paths among exquisite flowers and trees in the glorious light of a perfect day. This light in itself is a marvellous pleasure to the senses we now possess. It is a glorious, enveloping, self-radiant glow that leaves no shade and comes from no sun. It seems to be self-generating, but never too great to be perfect. It does not seem to generate heat, only light and joy.

 

I wander on with Meslom, and as I go on I understand more and more of his teaching. There is no hurry, and I know I can only see so far as my development permits, but I know too that there is to be no obstacle to perfection. I know there are many near me but so far I feel no need of their presence. My life is a purely intellectual one passed in the pursuit or rather the absorption of knowledge which every day becomes clearer.

 

Nothing of my earthly experience could be compared with this except some rare moments of extreme youth when in the company of some great mind I felt the joy and exaltation of the discoverer when finding some unknown treasure.