August 27, 2007

  •               The state of mind

    If you think you are beaten, you are,
    If you think I dare not, you don’t.
    If you would like to win, but you think you can’t,
    It’s almost a cinch you won’t.
    If you think you’ll lose your lost,
    For out in the world you find,
    Success begins with a fellow’s will;
    It’s all in the state of mind.

    Full many a race is lost, Ere ever a step is run;
    And many a coward fails,
    Ere ever his work’s begun.
    Think big and your deeds will grow;
    Think small and you will fall behind.
    Think that you can and you will.
    It’s all in the state of mind.

    If you think you are out classed, you are;
    You’ve got to think high to rise,
    You’ve got to be sure of yourself before
    You can ever win a prize.
    Life’s battles don’t always go
    To the stronger or faster man,
    But soon or late the man who wins
    Is the fellow who thinks he can.

                  John Plumridge
                     Stoke Poges

  • Certificate of Mrs. Margaret Fox, The Occupant of The House.

                                      Hydesville, New York

    We moved into this house on December 11,1847,and resided here since that date.  We formerly lived in the city of Rochester, NY We were first disturbed by these noises about a fortnight ago.  It sounded like some one knocking in the east room, on the floor; we could hardly tell where to locate the sounds, as sometimes it sounded as if the furniture was moved, but on examination we found everything in order.  The children had become so alarmed that I thought best to have them sleep in the room with us.

    On the night of the first disturbance we all got up, lighted a candle and searched the entire house, the noises continuing during the time, and being heard near the same place.  Although not very loud, it produced a jar of tile bedsteads and chairs that could be felt when we were in bed. It was a tremulous motion, more than a sudden jar. We could feel the jar when standing on the floor.  It continued on this night until we slept.  I did not sleep until about twelve o'clock.  On March 30th we were disturbed all night.  The noises were heard in all parts of the house.  My husband stationed himself outside of the door while I stood inside, and the knocks came on the door between us. he heard footsteps in the pantry, and walking down-stairs; we could not rest, and I then concluded that the house must be haunted by some unhappy, restless spirit.  I had often heard of such things, but had never witnessed anything of the kind that I could not account for before.

    On Friday night, March 31,1848 we concluded to go to bed early and not permit ourselves to be disturbed by the noises, but try and get nights rest. My husband was here on all these occasions, heard the noises, and helped search.  It was early when we went to bed on this night; hardly dark.  I had been so broken of my rest I was almost sick. My husband had not gone to bed when we first heard the noise on this evening.  I had just lain down. It commenced as usual.  I knew it from all other noises I had ever before heard.  The children, who slept in the other bed in the room, heard the rapping’s and tried to make similar sounds by snapping their fingers.

    My youngest child (Cathy) said: "Mr. Splitfoot, do as I do" clapping her hands.  The sounds instantly followed her with the same number of raps; when she stopped the sound ceased for a short time.  Then Margaretta said, in sport: "Now do as I do; count one, two, three, four," striking one hand against the other at the same time, and the raps came as before.  She was afraid to repeat them.  Then Cathy said, in her childish simplicity: "O mother, I know what it is; to-morrow is April fool day, and it's somebody trying to fool us" I then thought I could put a. test that no one in the place could answer.

    I asked the noise to rap my different children's ages, successively. Instantly each one of my children's ages, was correctly given. Then pausing between them sufficiently long to individualize them until the seventh, at which a longer pause was made, and then three more emphatic raps were given, corresponding to the age of the little one that died, which was my youngest child.  I then asked: "Is this a human being that answers my questions so correctly?" There was no rap. I asked: "Is it a spirit?  If it is, make two raps., Two sounds were given as soon as the request was made. I then said, If it was and injured spirit, make two raps,” which were instantly made, causing the house to tremble.

    I asked, "Were you injured in this house?" The answer was given as before. "Is the person living that injured you?" Answered by raps in the same manner. I ascertained by the same method that it was a man, age thirty one-years; that he had been murdered in this house. His remains were buried in the cellar. That his family consisted of a wife and five children, two sons and three daughters, all living at the time of his death, but that his wife had since died, I asked: "Will you continue to rap if I call in my neighbors that they may hear it too?" The raps were loud in the affirmative. 

    My Husband went and called in Mrs. Redfield (our nearest neighbor) . She is a very candid woman. The girls were sitting up in bed clinging to each other and trembling with terror. I think I was as calm as I am now.  Mrs. Redfield came immediately (this was about half past seven), thinking she would have a laugh at the children; but when she saw them pale with fright and nearly speechless, she was amazed, and believed there was something. More serious than she had supposed. I asked a few questions for her, and was answered as before. He told her age exactly. She then called her husband, and the same questions were asked and answered.  Then Mr. Redfield called in Mr. Duesler and wife, and several others. 

    Mr. Duesler and wife, then called in Mr. and Mrs. Hyde, also Mr. and Mrs. Jewell. Mr. Duesler asked many questions, and received answers.  I then named all the neighbors I could think of, and asked if any of them had injured him, and received no answer.  Mr. Duesler then asked questions and received answers. he asked, "Were you murdered ?" Raps affirmative. "Can your murderer be brought to justice-?" no sound.  "Can he be punished by the law?" no answer. He then said: "If your murderer cannot be punished by the law, manifest it by raps." And raps were made clearly and distinctly.

    In the same way Mr. Duesler ascertained, that a Mr.___ murdered him in the east bedroom on a Tuesday night, at twelve o'clock. That he was murdered by having his throat cut with a butcher knife. That the body was taken down cellar; that it was not buried until the next night; that it was taken through the buttery, down the stairway, and that it was buried ten feet below the surface of the ground. it was also ascertained that he was murdered for his money by raps affirmative. “How much was it, one hundred?" no rap. Was it two hundred?" etc.; and when he mentioned five hundred the raps replied in the affirmative. 

    Many called in who were fishing in the creek, and all heard the same questions and answers.  Many remained in the house all night. My children and I left the house.  My husband remained in the house all night with Mr. Redfield.  On the next Saturday the house was filled to overflowing.  There were no sounds heard during the day, but they commenced again in the evening. 

    It was said there were over three hundred persons present at the time.  On Sunday morning the noises were heard throughout the house by all who came to the house.  On Saturday night, April lst, they commenced digging in the cellar; they dug until they came to water, and then gave up. The noise was not heard on Sunday evening nor during the night.  Stephen B. Smith and wife (my daughter Maria), and my son, David S. Fox and wife, slept in the room this night.  I have heard nothing since that time until yesterday.  In the forenoon of yesterday there were several questions answered in the usual way, by rapping.  I have heard the noise several times today.

    I am not a believer in haunted houses or supernatural appearances.  I am very sorry that there has been so much excitement about it.  It has been a great deal of trouble to us.  It was our misfortune to live here at this time; but I am willing and anxious that the truth should be known, and that a true statement should be made.  I cannot account for these noises; all that I know is, that they have been heard repeatedly, as I have stated.  I have heard this rapping again this (Tuesday) morning, April 4th.  My children also heard it.  I certify that the foregoing statement has been read to me, and that the same is true; and that I should be willing to take my oath that it is so, if necessary.
    (Signed)   Margaret Fox
    April 11, 1848

August 19, 2007

  •                DIAMOND Of THE SOUL
    (Knowing her courage in facing the problems caused by her husband’s illness, Silver Birch invited a former visitor to return to the circle. One of her difficulties concerned the enigma  of reincantion.)                                                                 ----------------------                                                                                  
    I don't have to tell you this is your testing time in which you are being tried to the utmost. But you will come through no matter what difficulties surround you. The power that is behind you is a mighty one.It will not fail you. In all earthly life there are times when you meet with the great challenges in which you come face to face with the stark realities of life in your world.                       

      It is then that you have to make sure that your beliefs are on unshakable knowledge.This can provide the means of ensuring that you will play your part and in no way allow any happening, however near and close, to deflect you from what you know is the undeniable reality of life, the fact that it is founded on spiritual principles which can not fail.

    And you are fortunate in that the preparation has been made because you were led to obtain the knowledge which is the bulwark for you in this time of crisis. So you must continue to hold your head high. Show by your demeanor and bearing that you will not in any way be diverted from the truth that has brought you spiritual freedom Question: "I have problems with my children though they are both coping. The youngest is very interested in Spiritualism and psychic matters.                             

     My husband does not believe and is very upset that I do not discourage my son's interest. He is distressed because it is so against anything he believes." I think the need of the youth is greater than the beliefs of age. One is at the stage where the earthly life has almost reached its course. The other is at the beginning, when the whole course has to run. Use your tact and diplomacy, as you have done, but do not in any way swerve from the principles that you know to be true.                                     

    You realize that stifling natural psychic faculties is not advisable. If they are allowed to stultify, then there is disharmony in the make up of the child. It is always preferable to achieve wholeness rather than to allow what should be natural not to find its expression. But you can do it in your own way and help your man as you have helped him considerable.                                                 

    Question: "This child seems to believe in the principles of reincarnation. But he is worried now because he knows his father is dying. He cannot understand how when he dies he can be reunited with the family if it is split."                  
     
    It is not such a problem because there may be a very long interval before reincarnation occurs. They say in your world, and it is an axiom I accept, that you should never cross your bridge until you come to it.                         Reincarnation is a truth which has many facets.      

    Because of that it is not easy to explain the complexity of reincarnation to minds which are unable to accept all that is involved. I have never hesitated in proclaiming that I maintain reincarnation is a fact. I have said that it is so for everybody. What I have said is that the human individuality is not always a single entity but a facet of a larger diamond.                                                           

    These facets incarnate into your world for experience that will enable them to return to the diamond and add to its luster and radiance. It is part of the law of cause and effect in operation because there are karmic debts to be paid. There are also opportunities for evolved souls to return at a time when they can perform a service to groups, and even to countries, where there is a need for their qualities and gifts to be expressed.
                         
    It is a complex subject. It involves an understanding of the extent to which individuality can be appreciated because it is far more than the personality in one earthly incarnation. There is a confusion between personality and individuality. An individual can reincarnate and have many personalities. These are the physical expressions, manifestations of the individuality, but the individuality is unchanged personality, from persona, the mask, belongs to the physical body. It is the way that the individuality is able to express itself through the five material senses, and that is the tip of the iceberg.

    Personality is the mask that you wear on earth; individuality, the real self, seldom expresses itself, through the inability to do so. At best it is only a very poor manifestation of what can be shown when it is finally divorced from the physical body. The individuality is far greater than the personality.It is not personality that exists after physical death. Personality is only a shadow cast by the sun which is the individuality.                                   

    Individuality survives, and gradually manifests its latent potential that cannot be expressed on earth. In the case of service that is to be rendered to your world, there is a larger individuality, a diamond which has many facets. These facets incarnate so as to have expression that will add to the diamond's luster.                              

    Some of you will discover that you are affinities. Although you are two people you are two halves of one individuality. When that happens in your world it brings with it a richness that cannot be measured in terms of material wealth. Affinities are the facets of the diamond. These are difficult matters to explain.               

    You can have a soul which is the diamond of many facets. These facets, at differing eras, can incarnate into your world as personalities. But when they pass from your world and return to ours they are still facets of the one individuality.
                                               
    It is not automatic that families are reunited in our world. It happens only when there is a natural spiritual affinity between their members. If this dose not exist, there is no reunion possible because they are at differing levels of consciousness. In similar fashion a husband and wife will not be reunited in our world unless it was a marriage of souls and minds as well as bodies and brains. It is the spiritual affinity that decides in reunion. What happens is that for a time the vibrations of the blood tie persist, but not eternally.                                                     

    Spirit is superior to matter. What is of the spirit will endure; what is of matter will not. You must try to explain that to your boy. It is not easy. But unfailing law regulates everything. Love is the key because love is the expression of the Great Spirit, God, the Lord, the Creator, whatever name you choose to use.Hold your head high. You have been guided and helped, and you will come through.

    Do not allow even for one moment the thought of failure- you will be strengthened in spirit as a result and learn the very valuable lessons which will bring a great richness to you in the days that lie in front of you. We can never promise to those we love in your world that their paths will be easy, that they will meet with no obstacle.

    What we do say is that every obstacle and difficulty is a challenge. If you overcome it spiritually you are better for it. Everybody in your world has to die. It is not part of the natural law that you should live forever physically in your world.

    Once the fear of death is abolished, then the people of your world will welcome death as the angel who takes them from darkness into light and provides the opportunity for expressing gifts and faculties that had no opportunity of being utilized in your world.                                  ------------------------                                          Silver Birch

August 12, 2007

  • Nov. 25 1975
                                             Alyce Andrews in trance
    It matters not who I am but what I say.  You have only a little knowledge, but knowledge has always been. Thousands, and thousands, and thousands of years ago, all of that which you have now and more was known. You have expanded only a little since the time when all was lost and you are meeting here to learn, but we cannot work with you from your churches No, because, we cannot say what we should to you.

    Throughout the time of seers and revelations--if you have studied them..--you will find that those who gave the most were those who embraced and gave forth knowledge of all things. Not a narrow bridge of knowledge which you are giving now. Some of your later mediums and seers--some of the greatest embraced this.  You get their books and yet, you think of only one thing. 

    We speak now of that great man now in spirit, Casey.  He did not confine his revelations to just contact with the spirit people here where I am but he gave the knowledge, which they gave. The knowledge of reincarnation, healing, astrology and yet you throw It aside.  Your Washington Seer combines her ability to pierce our world with that knowledge, which she knows, is correct of the stars and astrology, vibrations, and color and yet, you as an organization are staying in a rut of narrow perception.  We know you have been told, "Don't talk it", but you are teaching that life goes on.  Where does it go?  Are your ancestors going to stay with us here forever and ever?  No, whom would they come back to in a hundred years. I lived a long time ago, yes, but since then I have been into three lives again here on earth, and two on other planets and worlds.

    Now, you cannot stay in that rut too much longer -'or if you do, you will find a disintegration and you will find those who embrace a further knowledge making strides so far ahead, you will be lost in the struggle.
    Wake up--the world is at a crossroads now. Great destruction is imminent before the end of your century.  Oh no, the world will not pass away but it will be changed, and those with the knowledge of life, those who know how to connect all signs in order to live will be those who go on for they will have the knowledge to survive.

    Who was I from the time I now speak. I am speaking English from a later life but when I was the person whom I am, using tonight, I lived In Ancient China and the knowledge throughout the world was great. Yes, the world. Very knowledgeable people long before Columbus inhabited your country here, but there was a catastrophe.  Many were gone.  The world has many signs left of those ancient people who knew. Your Bible is a history, but it has been incorrectly interpreted. 

    The old history in your Old Testament is true, but vastly and greatly misinterpreted as to what is said.  Go back, examine, and read.  Some of the words have been changed in order for those who would keep people ignorant to make their points, but If you would grow and live and survive listen well to those who come and give you further knowledge here. You cannot take a half truth and live and make it go. No, you cannot take cloth and only sew it up one side and expect it to become a protective garment.  Neither, can you take part of the knowledge of life and separate it from the whole, and expect to have protection of life, learning, and living. 

    No, the whole must be complete.  A house with only three walls is only half livable.  A meal with only one food is not complete in nourishment. Think well and be aware, at least, you get the complete knowledge. Remember those who taught and whose teachings have lived on were those who embraced many facets of life and gave forth of their knowledge in a manner that brought the whole together.  Yes, wake up my children-wake up!

August 10, 2007

  • March 4, 1975
             Alyce medium in trance
        Good evening.  When I was with you I was Lila McGee.  I was a dietician in the old country and my interest tonight is with food.  You know that food is becoming very short, upon your plane but part of it is due to a great deal of ignorance both in your country and abroad.
     
       You have worked the land until it has become worn out, as it were, and also, when you could produce, you did not but we wish to say that if those who have something to do with producing would think for a few moments and not waste. We heard some talking tonight before class here upon the subject of helping.
     
       Now, helping is one thing but wasting and throwing it to the winds is another. You were told by the great master who knew the secrets upon the earth and in the heavens that you were not to cast pearls before swine. Now, this could also mean not casting, that which will be useless and which will not produce desired results before anyone.
     
       Sending food to those who not only will be deprived of the most of it; but also when given will amount to little among the hoards who in the end will die anyhow, is a waste.  To help those who by giving can help themselves is good and you have this lesson to be learned in many ways not only with food but also with those people who are so used to getting and being given to, they think it is their right. 

       To give is good when needed but to give to make one lax and not productive is another thing. Those who think it is their right to have regardless is not what we term in the etheric world good. We are trying to impress upon those who would keep as  you call it, the hand out to stop them.

       To say that everyone is, entitled to so much for living, that each one should be taken care of regardless, is not good because you are hurting that person more than you would be helping if you did not give them anything. You will find if you look back through history in your country and in your world that people fought to live, worked to live, and if it was not in front of them, they found a way to produce or make it. They found a way to live--not in luxury, not with everything they desired, but enough to keep them alive and to meet each day with a smile regardless.

         We go to your pilgrims who came across the Atlantic and. tried to live.  It was very hard; but not one of them thought someone else was going to provide for them.  Somehow, they found a way, as did those who settled in Jamestown, as did those who came into the Northland in Canada and who fought to keep themselves alive.  Your Indians who were here first, they did not go to someone and say, "We are hungry, feed us" or we want this because we want to have pleasure.  No, they used their minds and they used those things that were around them.
     
       Even their medicine was found in the woods and they learned by themselves how to take care of themselves, what would cure, and heal, and what could be used for food.  What has happened to the mass of people today who think they should have things regardless?  You have that within your own country, those who think they should be taken care of regardless.  We are not saying to one who is ill or one who cannot for some reason take care of himself.
     
       Yes, give them food for health, keep them warm, but do not--please do not keep on giving them luxuries, letting them have those things which those before have worked for years and centuries to bring into being for themselves. This is not good. Look within your own country and all of those who are lazy and lax today because the giving was not figured and thought of in the proper manner. Then go to the foreign countries where your wars are raging, where your hunger is spreading and remember that to give and, give and give is not the answer.
     
       Those who know somehow it will be given do not strive for themselves but keep taking. When you see food piled up which has been sent while big ones--men and women who should be let's say with power  and instinct enough to use it properly, let it rot while they argue about which ones shall have it, is that being wise?

         We in spirit are aware of the many, many tons of food and grain which has been shipped    to these places and we see it not going to the hungry but distributed to those in power to be sold for money.  Is this helping? We do not say not to help your brother but we say that if you send enough food for a thousand people to feed a million, it is as nothing and that is what you have upon the African and Asian Continents today.  You have millions starving, yes, but you give them a mouthful today.  Tomorrow, they will starve again.

       We do not ask you to think in terms of hardness and not pity; but we do say that all life which we have learned about is in the proper focus; but it has to be run that way and has to be used in the proper manner.  One thing feeds upon another, one thing grows while another withers. It is up to each one to strive to make the most of what his life can and will be, to learn his lesson and do not forget those who are in the position at the present time of starving have some lesson to learn.        Somewhere in their past, they were lax and greedy. Whether it was in the forest where they would not share, let's say the catch, with another who was beside them or whether it was in another life they laughed at a lowly serf maybe who was thrown the bones when they got through eating the feast.  We see them and we know.
     
       Each person upon the earth today is right where he is supposed to be.  You can feel sorry for yourself or you can feel sorry for your neighbor or your friend and that is good to have sympathy but do not forget in the last analysis, it is the person who finds his way, and works towards his goal in spite of obstacles. And when you cover up the obstacles, they do not learn to climb over and you are stopping the progress and many lives he will have to be lived to accomplish what was intended.
     
       Therefore, I say that your government when it thinks it is helping the many people in your country and in the world it is doing them harm, and not accomplishing what it thinks it is.  There is little that you here can do except to send your prayers and thoughts.  We know you cannot do much but you can take your own lives and do what you can with them.  Send prayers and live and ask that each person no matter which path he is treading, or in what placed he is in may he be given the strength and the light to see how he can solve his own problems.
     
       Do not forget that if some of those people who are groveling even in the desert would take the little bit of land, desert or no, and try to plant some of that which is given them, you say, where will the water come from?  You would be surprised if just a quarter of them would plant part of their little portion, they would bring into being the thought, "We want this to grow" and rain would fall.  They are thinking dry, they are thinking arid, they are thinking hunger, they are thinking death and that is exactly what they are bringing into being and unto themselves.
     
          And if this can happen, think of yourselves and what you think.  Are you thinking tonight I will, I can, I know, or I can't, it isn't there, I will not have it.  No. Put your thought to the Pilgrims and the Indians and follow in their footsteps.  Sometimes, the most primitive people are the greatest.
    Good Night.

August 8, 2007

  • Sunday March 7, t976

    Alyce Andrews, Springfield Church in trance
    Today I would like to speak to you about three things, fear, hatred, and procrastination.  Now you wonder why I put this last word in here, because most people say fear and hatred but after I arrived in the spirit world I found that procrastination is just as bad because you are thinking and not really deciding upon anything.  At least fear and hatred are positive in their own way.  Procrastination is very bad because it neither goes one way or the other.  Fear does no good to anyone as I found out.

    All the fears that I had upon the earth plane were as nothing when I reached this beautiful land here.  They were naught because in the spirit world there is no fear because all is plain, all is thought and one knows he must go forward not backward.  Hatred does no good to anyone.  It only hurts the one who hates because as hatred goes out it also brings hatred back in another way. 

    You were told many times by that great medium who was sent upon the earth that where several are gathered together in thought it becomes manifest.  Now thoughts are things, as you well know.  We also know that you can not feel the same toward everyone because everyone has a vibration within him or her.  It either blends or does not blend with someone else, but it does not mean that you have to hate someone.  That is very bad.  Just give them a thought of love and peace and let it go, but do not hold hatred.

    Procrastination is not knowing whether you are going backward or forward or staying in the same place.  In other words it is a nothing thing.  When you arise in the morning make up your mind that today will be fruitful and you will accomplish that which you set out to do.  Try to think of the positive things and leave out the entire negative.  You know we see people come over here who have so many fears in them.  They worry each day so much about what might have been or what has been and so much about what might be or come to be.

    They have no time to enjoy today and after the day is over they wonder what good that day was.  Are you going to continue to be that way?  You know we count the many things that people accomplish over here.  We do not stop to think well they did this or that which wasn't good, but we do count those things they have accomplished and sometimes there are a very few.

    When I was upon the earth plane, I had many brilliant thoughts about things that people needed and that I might have done, but there again fear came in and I thought," Oh that is a lively thought but I can not accomplish it," and I let it go only to find that perhaps five years later the very thing I thought of someone else had been very happy with and had made much money and much accomplishment in the world for it. 

    Now when you receive from our side an inspiration, act upon it, be positive with it, do not throw it aside and say," I can't." Those two words should not be in the language you have, but say, "I can." Oh yes many of you spiritualists have these fears and negative thoughts within you, especially procrastination.  I have been working through this instrument silently. 

    This is the first time I have come here, but I have been around her and believe it or not this is one of her bad faults, procrastination.  Now if you are not like this, will you tell her I have been trying to get her on the road to positiveness and each and everyone of you here?  I want you to cast out fear, cast out hatred and stop procrastinating and think of what a beautiful day today is and what you can do with it.  In that way you will build up your road and your life and the eternal future.  Good Day.

August 4, 2007

  • August 10, 1975
    Given at the Wigwam, Onset, Mass.
    through the mediumship
    of Alyce Andrews
    While on the earth plane, I was Andre Bonabartie and maybe not of great consequence.  I now know that I must put all of my forces, my love, and my energy into one purpose.  So today, I am going to lecture on how important it should be to you to have one purpose and not to scatter your forces, and energy into several directions.  Now you know, if you study, that many of those in the past who were famous and left fortunes or who have left a mark for others upon the earth, had this singleness of purpose.  If they fell, they picked themselves up and went on in the same direction. 

    Now  it is all right to have hobbies, and other things, but you must not have too many.  If you are painting as a hobby, then you must put all of your energy into that, because if you try to be proficient in too many things, you soon will find that you do not have proficiency in anything.  It is so, when you work on the spirit.  All who are trying to reach into the spirit world, will find, that they must put all of your energy in to it.  When you do it, you can not have a thought here and a thought there, but it must be concentrated.  You must not scatter thoughts. There are many things that can be done here in the spirit world that you cannot do well upon the earth.

    Now, it is necessary for you to concentrate upon each and every thing that you do.  If you want to do two or three things, then you must decide upon one that you want more than the others. You must put most of your time and effort into this one.  One point we must make clear; it is necessary for you to not only have work, study, and a singleness of purpose, but you must also have pleasure, and rest.  Your time must be divided evenly. For a little while you want to be away from what you are studying. So the mind can become freshened, not only with rest, but also, with pleasure.

     Now, I wish to tell you that I see upon the earth plane many people who try to have and know everything.  This you cannot do, because if you put your energy into one thing you will find that it will come along much faster and with much greater purpose and result. This must be, no matter what, and if you want to, do something else, such as music, then you must put all of your energy into that.  I would say to you; have one hobby, or outside activity, one purpose of work, and one form of pleasure. 

    If your pleasure is swimming, tennis, reading, or whatever, you cannot do all these things.  You could not possibly be excellent in all.  So, choose, and choose well.  We hope from our side here, that you will choose working for the spirit.  All of your inspiration, and all of that which is given to you, comes from spirit.  So I say to you now, we here know your desires.  We know what you are thinking at all times.  Do not think we do not know.  It is up to you, as you have free will.  We have said this over and over.  Free will is with everyone at all times.  Someone can give you advice, but in the end it is you who decides whether or not you will be proficient or whether you will slide. We give our love from spirit to all of you.  Know that we are with you at all times.  Merci.

  • Smyth I

    Introduction to Alexander Smyth's book
    Written in 1864

         In bringing this book before the public, I feel it to be my duty to give some explanation of certain things, which, forming a concatenation of cause and effect, gave origin to it.  The matters I allude to are in relation to my own humble self, which, however, disagreeable to me, I am constrained to do in some respects.

         I am a man of humble circumstances, and have always been so, one who has always labored for his daily bread.  My education has not been received from academy or college; nor have I had the assistance of a tutor excepting in my childhood. I was taught to read the New Testament with a Sunday-school proficiency, so that as far as I have any leaning, I am indebted for it to my own perseverance. Lately, I find that the impulses of my nature have been modified and guarded by some spiritual friends, of whose influence over me I knew nothing at the time.

         I was of a nervous, sanguine temperament, ardent, hopeful and of blissful imagination.  I left my native home when a youth with a resolution to see and enjoy the world; thanks to the care of my kind mother, my morals were good; I had little to gain in that respect, but a great deal to lose. I wandered from place to place, seeking pleasures and information, during many years.  I partook of all things that the world presented, even to some of its vices, and in the course of my wanderings and adventures, I received a blight to my affections; I then became unhappy for a time. 

    Then, as a counteractor to sorrow, I contracted an evil habit. This state of things continued for a time as I continued to wander from place to place. Feeling myself an unhappy creature whose affections and blissful hopes were nipped in the bud; whose noble aspirations were checked, whose desire of doing what seemed to me right, was blasted, and whose self-respect was almost gone.

         About this time, when I was in my most distressed condition, I was aroused from my despair, torpor and lack of energy, by a feeling within me of some extraordinary experiences, so astonishing and astounding to me, that it absorbed the whole powers of my mind by day and night. My sorrows were forgotten. My evil habit was neglected; then like Samson of old, I began to shake myself to see where my strength lay and I said to myself, what is it?  What is going to happen?  I reasoned with myself, calling up my scanty amount of philosophy, but could not account for the phenomena.  I went to several doctors, and revealed to them what I had experienced, from whom I received no satisfactory information; but they hinted that my experiences were nothing more than imaginings or hallucinations, and afterward, I heard it whispered about that I was crazy.
     
         After this I left the neighborhood, resolving to keep the subject hereafter locked within myself, and endeavor, by studying the philosophy of nature, to find if possible, the true cause of the phenomena within me. With this resolution I conformed; passing my days in hard work, and leisure times in study; in the mean time, the phenomena occurring to me frequently, how often I can not say, I overcame my evil habit.My life was now much more agreeable.  I was industrious and temperate; yet my old sorrow would now and then oppress me. 

    After a time, the phenomena I have alluded to, entirely left me; but others not less wonderful and more agreeable, succeeded them, and continued with me for a great length of time.  The latter were a source of great gratification to me; yet I was ever anxious to discover the cause, however, all my researches were in vain.  I wished to impart to my neighbors these mysterious occurrences; but I was afraid to do so from fear of the results, so I kept them to myself until the year 1843, when I married.

    Then the phenomena ceased altogether and did not occur until the year 1858, when I was again visited by them in the usual manner.  Subsequently the subject of Spiritualism attracted my notice, then I proceeded to investigate its merits.  After a few months investigation of the subject, an idea occurred to me that I would inquire of Andrew J. Davis, the Clairvoyant, concerning the mysterious occurrences pertaining to me. Accordingly I wrote him a letter, giving a description of my experiences, which was as follows:

    PHILADELPHIA., APRIL 10TH, 1860.  Mr. Davis, Dear Sir:
         Knowing you to be a man of leaning, especially in spiritual and psychological subjects, I take the liberty to address you on a matter of great importance, to me at least, and I hope when you shall have read this letter, that you will give me your serious opinion upon it.

         For Several years I have been the subject of a series of most extraordinary and mysterious internal experiences or developments; I can not say sensations, for I am well aware that what I have undergone did not come through the medium of my five senses.  I am not an illiterate man; yet with all my philosophy I am unable to account for them.  I have read many medical works, but do not find a case recorded similar to mine.  I have conversed with many medical men; but could gain no opinion from them, other than that it was " Hallucination." I have also converse with non-professional persons: the result was, they considered me to be crazy.

         Since then, I have kept the subject locked up within myself, as I am not desirous of being considered either foolish or crazy.  I will now relate the particulars to, you that you may judge:
     
         About, twenty years ago, when I was thirty years of age, I began to notice certain extraordinary occurrences within my person. Sometimes I saw, or inwardly perceived, the main branches of my nervous system burst forth suddenly into beautiful lights of blue and yellow; sometimes down my side, sometimes along my arms, very often on one side of my face or across my brows. These appearances were as quick as a flash of lightning; during which, I perceived the interior of the tubes through which the light passed.

         Frequently when in my bed and about falling to sleep, a noise, sudden and powerful would be heard in my head like the report of a pistol, or the twanging of a large wire. Then a flash of light would pass over the exterior part of the brain, when I could distinctly see the two hemispheres thereof.  At times, an explosion would take place at the back part of my head; then I could perceive the medulla oblongata, and the ramifications of the cerebellum faintly illuminated. 

    But the most beautiful and extraordinary of all the instances I experienced but once, it was as follows: One day I was lying on my back dozing, when my slumbers were interrupted by, as I thought, a large fly, which seemed to descend and buzz just between my eyes.  Several times I was thus disturbed, when at last I arose, determined to destroy the intruder if I could catch it.  I searched about, but could find nothing of the kind. 

         Then, thinking that something else might be the cause, I returned to my previous position, resolving to keep on the watch.  As thus I lay for some minutes, without moving a muscle, my eyelids slightly opening, I perceived two yellow luminous specks; one at the inner, and the other at the outer angle of the eye, just beneath the edge of the eyelid. These specks were moving toward each other; the one at the outer angle moving the faster. At length they came in contact, when an explosion like the firing of a pistol took place, passing through my brain; causing every particle of substance to tremble. Then a beautiful yellow and blue light passed through my eyeballs, along the optical tubes up to the brain where I lost it.  During its passage, I saw distinctly the crystalline lens, the retina and the interior of the optical tube.

         These extraordinary occurrences, with the exception of the last, happened frequently to me for several years.  At length they ceased.  For three or four years, I felt like an ordinary man; but soon after this a new development took place within me, of a more pleasing nature, though not less extraordinary. I have never studied music, therefore I know not the names of the different parts, and shall find it difficult to explain to you what I wish; for my internal experience this time, consisted of vocal and instrumental music

         At this period of my life, I lived in the country, being the greater part of my time entirely alone.  It seemed to me, though I was sensible that it could not be so, that there was an instrument of music, situated in the interior part of my brain.  It performed entire pieces without fault; and when it had finished an air, there was a pause for, a few seconds, then it would recommence with the same or another.  It mattered not how I was engaged, nothing I could do would stop it; until it had finished its piece of music, It would continue without pausing. I resorted to various means to stop it. I worked hard, trying to think of nothing but my work. I visited my neighbors to pass the time in social chat. I took long walks and runs; but all in vain. 

    The music continued its sweet notes, performing whole pieces over and over in the most harmonious style; the tunes resembling those of a small metallic organ or music box.  This continued about a year, when it was succeeded by the music of voices; the latter, unlike the former, seemed to take place externally to me, and to be some distance above me in the air. I could distinguish three voices performing various pieces, sacred and otherwise, in succession, with great precision and harmony. 

    Some of the airs were familiar and some were not; but all the tunes were the richest kind.  I will observe in this place that some of the pieces performed, both vocal and instrumental, I had learned many years before, but had forgotten them; while others, which I but partially remembered, my mysterious powers performed without fault. At length the instrumental music died away, leaving me to be entertained by the vocal music alone. The latter remaining with me three years, commencing as soon as I awoke in the morning, and continuing with but little intermission through the day, and the last moment of my wakefulness at night.

          Perhaps you may think there was some disturbance or disease either in my body or mind, but I assure you there was not; I had perfect health of body, was entirely sober and rational, and in a happy mood of mind, generally, though a poor man.

        Frequently have I thought, when walking along the country road, listening to my musical powers, how pleasing it would be if I could believe in the existence of Good Spirits!  I could then have reason to think that I had found favor with some of them, which might be hovering above and around me, endeavoring to cheer me with their songs.  At that time I did not believe in the Spirit World, though since, I have felt inclined to admit the rationality of the doctrine.

    These mysterious visiting have left me for some time past.  They were generally agreeable to me, and would have been more so could I have spoken of them to my neighbors, without fear of being considered crazy
    I have now to relate to you a new phase of their strange workings within me. which has completely astounded me, and for the first time produced an uneasy perplexity.  I have been in the habit, since I have been married, of reading an hour or two after my family had retired for the night; so, it is generally near midnight when I seek my bed.

    One night last week, between ten and eleven o'clock while reading as usual, my attention was withdrawn from my book by the shrill, lively notes of an instrument which sounded to me like the shepherd's pipe of ancient days. It seemed to play a series of a. lively variations and quavers. Like the fluttering butterfly, it was here, there, and everywhere; above and around me, When after about two minutes it ceased, then all was still. I hurried into the yard of the house, looked around, but could discover nobody about at that time of night.

     Returning to my room, the next few moments were passed in awful suspense. This did not last long for hearing two persons discoursing seized my attention. They seemed from their voices, to be of the male sex.  I could not distinguish what they said, as their voices seemed to be too far above me; but I caught the names of several persons who, I knew according to history, had lived many centuries ago.

     Their discourse lasted a few minutes, then it ceased.  There was a dead silence for a few seconds, during which I was rooted to the floor motionless, all the powers of my mind and soul being absorbed in wondering suspense. Again I heard a few notes from the mysterious pipe, and then a voice, powerful and distinct, called me by name. As you may imagine, I was struck mute and motionless with astonishment. With suspended breath I anxiously listened in expectation of hearing more, but nothing followed that night, for I was too much afraid to respond to the call. Since then, I have abandoned my nocturnal readings."

       Such is the substance of the letter I wrote to A. J. Davis, desiring him to give me his opinion and advice upon the strange matter. He published the same in his journal, the "Herald of Progress," for May 12th 1860, and May 19th, he published an article in answer to it.  The important points relating to my communication are as follows:

    “The case of Alexander S--- is not new in the annals of mystery; the introverted action of the mind is possible, but rarely experienced.  Swedenborg's condition was oftentimes not unlike that of Mr. S---, showing the naturalness of such visitations whenever the mind's internal arrangements are propitious. In such experiences, it is absurd to reject the hypothesis of Spiritual instigation.  But it would be equally absurd to suppose that the Spirits were personally present, superintending each metamorphosis of internal action, as many persons are disposed to conclude from the mysterious novelty of the experience.

    In examining the mind's internal mechanism, we get at not only the actions of the organs, but also discern the nature of the action.  Each part of the mind diffuses a particular influence all over the constitution. The influences that have emanated from all the parts constitute sensation, or the lightning of the nervous system. Inasmuch as human beings are organized upon the same principle, as it happens that an influence imparted to another, awakens in that other effects analogous to those felt by the one who imparted it.  Thus a combative person, on his imparting his original influence, will cause another to feel identical sensations.  The same is true of every other organ.

       These facts are familiar to modern psychologists.  They stand in the gateway between heaven and earth, preventing at once too much doubt; for such facts demonstrate the double nature of man, and at the same time, that he is not the cause of all spiritual phenomena.  The automatic hemisphere of mind is quite as marvelous as the counter-hemisphere of voluntary powers, and when truly studied, man becomes as much a wonder before death, as when he returns in the estate of spirit.

       It would seem judging from our correspondent's testimony, that his own spirit carried on the process originally instigated by the invisible intelligence. They had diffused an influence upon his nervous system, which entering into chemical combination with the sensitive elements, they (the spirits) could neither control nor extract from their subject.  It is evident that many spirits have little knowledge of their own abilities to control the influence they cast upon the mediums. 

    The consequence was, what should have been voluntary and under the control of the wishes or will, became instead, automatic and beyond management. The vibrations and concessive sounds, and the instantaneous representations of the nervous system, etc., by means of beautiful lights, were inevitable effects, whenever his own and the foreign influences met, like two tiny thunderclouds of opposite polarity. this vision was with the eyes, but by means of the pervading optical influence; that is to say, the sensitive medium of physical sight was impressed with the internal facts and recurring phenomena. 

    This explanation is intended to cover all cases of this kind; but one thing is remarkable, yet agreeing with our explanation; we refer to the repetitions or recurring character of his experiences, no other facts more clearly illustrate the occult operations of his own mental machinery.  The Spirit Guardian, for example, would start a tune in his memory perhaps impart an influence to the organic center where music is perceived by the mind, then the impressed and propulsed faculties would go forward with the operation.

         We have seen this phenomena many times in persons who were impressed to address an audience, or to write a poem. The Spirit Guardian of the medium would set the machinery in motion, and then retire; whereupon the medium's mind would take up the operation, and continue, as though it were an unthinking automaton. 

    But there is evidence better, the hearing of one's name pronounced by tongues in the air. In this case, the spiritual ear is reached the floors, roofs and leagues of atmosphere vanish from the spaces between the speaker and the listener.  They seem to stand in each other's presence; the whole ocean of human existence is stilled for the moment, and the person addressed by a voice from Heaven, is either paralyzed with fright, or exuberant with gratification.  Such a moment is sublime, because it seems to dissipate all doubt, and to reveal the external future.  Heaven grant that all men may know the truth, and be free."

         After reading Mr. Davis' reply to my communication, I considered myself much enlightened on the subject, much relieved of my timidity. And after some mature reflection, I resolved, that if there was a Spirit wishing to communicate with me, I would avail myself of the opportunity, and with as much firmness as I could assume, I invite the invisible intelligence to further proceedings. Accordingly, the following night, I was seated in my room alone, with writing materials and a book before me.

         The clock struck eleven; I endeavored to read, but it was a vain effort, for I understood not what I read, my mind being absorbed by subjects of greater moment. A thousand thoughts flitted through my mind; some of a hopeful, and some of a doubtful nature, and some fearfully speculative. "Is it possible such things can be?" I asked myself.  "Shall I really hold communion with a Spirit of the other world?" “Who can it be?" "What can be the purport of the visit?" Such questions occurred to me mentally. 

    Oh! With what eager expectancy did I wish for the moment to solve their mysteries!  Thus some minutes passed, all around me being silent as death, as I waited with an intense uneasy suspense.  At length, as though coming from a distant field, I heard the sweet, playful notes of the shepherds, pipe, faint and low at first, then increasing in strength, as they seemed to approach me. 

    This music, I allowed to be, an announcement that my spiritual visitor was approaching me.  As the first sounds of the pipe impressed me, all the powers of my mind and soul seemed instantly to concentrate themselves, and suspend their connection with my body.  Still I heard the music, and I then became convinced, that I did not hear it through the medium of bodily ears, At length the music ceased; when a voice the same as I before had heard called me by name.

    "Who calls me?" I inquired mentally, with considerable trepidation. I am the spirit of one, who, like you in nature, once inhabited the earth as mortal man, far back in the history of nations," answered the voice, in a grave manly tone.
    "Make known your name and prove your identity, and then communicate your wishes,," I replied, with a little more assurance; for I thought it prudent to know in the commencement, with whom I was communicating.
    “Here are two spirits present," answered the voice," the one that addresses you is Saul of Tarsus; or better known to the inhabitants of earth as Paul the Apostle.  My companion is Judas Iscariot; I presume you have read of us both, in that book called the New Testament.  If so, I beg of you not to form any idea of us from that book, for it does not contain an item of truth relating to our true character or history.

     That book, which received its origin through my influence speaks of me as being one of the best, purest, noblest and most pious mortals that ever lived; and my companion, Judas, as one of the worst that possibly could be.  The fact is, if you were to reverse the characters given of us in that book, you would come nearer the truth.  It is true, that Judas was a selfish man; and that he was guilty of ingratitude and cruelty in betraying the good man, Jesus of Nazareth, to Sanhedrim; but however heinous his offense may be to you, it will admit of extenuation, when the truth is known.  It was I friend Alexander, who was the plotter and instigator of that horrid tragedy-, the death of Jesus.

    Judas Iscariot was in my power; he acted at my suggestion, and did my bidding; he received the opprobrium of the evil deed, while I, the true actor, escaped with impunity. But that black deed was only one item of the many black crimes of which I was guilty during my career of pious hypocrisy while on earth.  The facts of which, I intend to bring to your notice; in so doing, I shall prove my identity, for no man or spirit can unravel my wicked career, excepting myself."

         "How shall I know or believe, what you say to me to be truth?" I inquired of the spirit, "since you have given yourself so bad a character?"
    To be continued

    Andrew Jackson Davis born August 11,1826 is known as a forerunner to Modem Spiritualism.
    I want to call your attention to the fly buzz that Mr. Smyth tells about.  This has been experienced by others the first that I want to mention is Emily Dickinson in her poem Dying where she tell about the fly.

    Dying

             I heard a fly buzz when I died;
    The stillness round my form
    Was like the stillness in the air
    Between the heaves of storm.

                 The eyes beside had wrung them dry,
          And breaths were gathering sure
         For that last onset, when the king
    Be witnessed in his power.

             I willed my keepsakes, signed away
    What portion of me I
         Could make assignable,- and then
    There interposed a fly,

    With blue, uncertain, stumbling buzz,
    Between the light and me;
    And then the windows failed, and then
    I could not see to see.

    In ECKANKAR Ancient Wisdom for Today we have this.
    The Etheric Plane
    Marking the border between the lower and higher worlds of Divine Spirit is the Etheric Plane.  This is the source of our subconscious, and primitive thoughts.  The Dayaka Temple of Golden Wisdom is Located here in the city of Arhirit, and the guardian of the Shariyat- Ki-Sugmad is Lai Tsi.  You can recognize the Etheric Plane by the sound of the buzzing bees. 

    As you unfold spiritually, you'll travel through the various God Worlds of ECK.  This journey will be a unique experience because we are all individuals, each at a different point in our unfoldment.
    Sometime ago a young medium told me that she hears what seem like a fly buzz when she leaves her body and more often when she returns to her body.  This happened before I became aware of the phenomenon.  This buzzing may be caused by the discharge of an electrical charge.

    Smyth 2

    "Friend Alexander” said another spiritual voice, which I judged to be Judas Iscariot, "you may believe what my friend Saul says to you, for he is quite a different personage to what he was when on earth.  It is true, that then, he was one of the worst men, as a hypocrite, liar, defrauder and murderer. I also, was not the most innocent and harmless of men.. But since then there has been a great lapse of time; thousands of worlds have been brought into existence, and thousands destroyed.  In everything on earth, and in the Spirit World, as well, great changes have been produced for the better; therefore you must not be surprised that Saul and Judas are no longer what they once were.  Indeed, friend Alexander, we are spirits of a much-improved nature, since we acted our wicked parts upon the earth.  We have had nearly eighteen centuries of isolation and separation from the harmonious society of the Spirit World. Which time we have passed in fasting, repining, remorse and repentance, endeavoring to purge ourselves from the wickedness of our mortal lives, and to render ourselves capable of entering upon our spiritual career. I must inform you that we have not struggled in vain. There is but one other task we have to achieve before we shall be entitled to take our positions among the exalted.  My companion, Saul, will inform you what that is."
    "What is the purport of your communications I inquired of the Spirits.
    "My friend, for so I must consider you, as I will explain presently," responded the Spirit Saul. "Judas has informed you that we have passed many centuries, in a state of isolation, and separation from the happy spirits of this world, which became a necessity, self-in- flicked punishment, before we could become worthy of mingling in social harmony with other Spirits.  You can have no idea of the nature and extent of the punishment we have undergone. No hell that ever was invented by earthly priests can equal it in severity; yet, there is no hell or torture inflicted in the Spirit World.  Every Spirit that comes here brings the means of his punishment with him in his own nature, which is the stings of his evil conscience.  When a Spirit passes from the earth to this world, every trait of his nature, habits, principles and passions are delineated on his spiritual features; so that lies and deceptions are totally useless here. The Spirits are examined as they come, and then placed in society and positions, corresponding to their natures, which they possessed in their earthly life. When I made my appearance, after being killed by Nero's order. All the Spirits who saw me were startled with horror; when they discovered the many traits of my wicked nature no society would receive me, all fled from me with loathing. At length, I was driven to a solitary desert spot, on the outskirts of the lowest sphere: there to so remain until my evil nature had consumed itself in sorrow, remorse, wailing's, and a deprivation of that celestial pabulum which constitutes the food of the Spirits in this world.  I was cut off from all noble and intelligent society, cut off from the good and happy; all was gloom and barrenness around me.  The light, heat and glory of God did not penetrate my wretched locality; the stings of my conscience and memory, with the hunger of my spiritual body, became so intense, that I wished to be annihilated.  But I could not die.
         Oh the agony of ceaseless hunger is greater than all the other sufferings that can be endured!  As Judas was my confidant and agent on the earth, he knew all my iniquities and wicked designs; he served me with great zeal in the execution of my conspiracy against the good man, Jesus.  I was therefore in the power of Judas in that respect; I was afraid that he might expose my crimes to the world, to prevent which; I rewarded his faithful, though sinful services, by taking his life.  When I passed into the Spirit World, I found that Judas, by the decree of our spiritual superiors, was to be my only companion during the long term of my spiritual exile and purification. Judge then, if you can, the reception I met with from him, when we met at the cheerless spot assigned us.  With all the rancor, hate and vindictiveness that it is possible for a wicked Spirit to possess, Judas assailed me. All my blackest deeds he continually brought to my remembrance; all my frauds, hypocrisies and meanness, he used as so many venomous stings to wound my agonizing and remorseful conscience.  I endeavored to retort in a similar manner; but he was invulnerable to my less powerful attacks while I continually suffered under his lashes.  Oh!  My Friend Alexander, mankind need not think that there is a hell in the Spirit World to punish the wicked; for the wicked will carry with them hells sufficiently poignant to punish them for their misdeeds. 
         So it was with Judas and me from our remorse our mutual recrimination, our ceaseless hunger, and our hopeless state; our immortal states were most horribly wretched.  This miserable state continued from year to year, from age to age, and century to century, until the blackness of our hearts, and the turpitude of our minds, were gradually consumed by our anguish.  After the lapse of more than seventeen centuries, the Powers above us, who regulate our spiritual conditions, relieved us from our dreary and painful exile.  Finding us penitent, humble and completely changed for the better, they received us into the society of the Spirits and ameliorated our condition, by which we could receive comforts and continue to improve ourselves.  We rapidly improved; suavity, serenity and tranquil enjoyments, succeeded to our bitterness of nature.  A love of truth and justice, and a desire to do what is right, succeeded to our past evil proclivities.  A great thirst for knowledge possessed us; for we found that all, who aspired to a higher condition, must render themselves capable, by knowledge of all things. Thus nearly another century passed on, in course of which, we have so improved in our natures, that we are the very opposite of our former selves. We are now promised to be exalted to a higher sphere, after we shall have accomplished a certain task, which is the cause or motive we have, in communicating with you."
         "What may be the nature of that task, and how related to me?  I inquired of the Spirits. "We are requested," answered the Spirit Saul, " as an act of atonement for our past wicked deeds, for the benefit of mankind, that we should descend to the earth, and seek out a man to act as our agent and confessor.  To him, make known our misdeeds, as connected with the conspiracy and death of Jesus of Nazareth.  To make known to the world,, the true history of that good man, who was the victim of our wickedness, to disabuse the world of the lies, errors and follies to which they render their faith and homage.  Such is the task we have to perform before we are admitted to a higher sphere of exaltation. The first step we have taken, is to select you, Alexander, to be our medium and agent, through which we will publish to the world the important truths which we have to make known" "Why have you selected me to be your medium and agent on earth?  I inquired of Saul; being desirous to know his motive in so doing. "Could you not find a man more befitting the office than I? I have no influence or wealth to aid me in doing your bidding, even should I be enabled to furnish the talent and opportunity." " It matters not," responded Saul; "you are the one selected, and you must comply.  However, I have not any objections to acquaint you in part with the reasons why you are selected.  If I were to tell you all the reasons, they possibly might make you vain, which I do not wish to do.  When our Spiritual Powers imposed upon us the task, they requested that the man we should select for our medium should be one who had lived half a century at least, and that he should profess certain qualities, which I will not name.  To these conditions we were obliged to give our assent, if we wished to achieve our own object in view, though we knew it would be very difficult to find such a man. However, we descended to the earth to look for our man; but after several years wandering and searching, we found all our efforts to be in vain, for such a man was not to be found. We found many that were represented to be such as we wanted but after minutely investigating their private characters, we found them lacking in the main qualities.  We therefore gave up the search as a hopeless affair. Sometime afterward, Judas and I were holding a consultation as to what we should do, when, casting our eyes below upon the mundane scene, we beheld a little boy reading his Bible to his mother, while she worked with her needle in her chair. Something in the physiognomy of the boy excited our curiosity, so that we drew near.  As the boy read, the subject seem to shock his sense of truth; for he left off reading and asked his mother if that which he read was true.  The mother felt shocked that her child seemed to doubt what she considered to be the word of God.  She accordingly, told the child that it was true.  The boy with great energy, replied, 'mother, I can not believe it'. 'That is a noble boy' I observed to Judas; "his love and just sense of truth prevents him giving credence to the fables and lies of that old book; though his fond mother tells him it is truth itself'. "Saul", said Judas to me, with sudden vivacity, "an idea strikes me, by which we may accomplish our object. Suppose we were to take that little boy under our guardian care, screen him from all harm, and direct his mind in all matters necessary and good; protecting him until he shall arrive at fifty years of age, then we can make him our medium and agent.  I thought the plan of Judas to be an excellent one; accordingly we took the boy under tutelary care. That little boy, Friend Alexander, was yourself." "Ah" I exclaimed, and said, "I do remember the incident, and I was then about nine years of age. I was in the daily practice of reading the Bible to my mother at her request; I remember the chapter and verse, and from that day, I doubted the truth of the old book. But tell me, Saul; have you and Judas been my Guardian Spirits ever since?" We have," replied Saul; " and we have done you many services, unknown to you. We have saved your life several times. Once when you were a boy, you were in a tree on one of the highest branches, trying to steal a bird's nest, when the limb gave way; you fell, and certainly would have lost your life had I not saved you.  When you were a young man, you traveled in France, where we guided you though many dangers.

May 7, 2007

  •     Disturbances in a Cemetery Chapel on the Island of Oesel, in the Baltic a part of Livonia possessed by Russia.
                                               Taken from "Footfalls on the Boundary of Another World"
                                                                      by Robert Dale Owen
         In the immediate vicinity of Ahrensburg, the only town On the island of Oesel, is the public cemetery.  Tastefully laid out and carefully kept, planted with trees and partly surrounded by a grove dotted with evergreens, it is a favorite promenade of the inhabitants.  Besides its tombs, in every variety, from the humblest to the most elaborate, it contains several private chapels, each the burying-place of some family of distinction. Underneath each of these is a vault, paved with wood, to which the decent is by stairway from inside the chapel and closed by a door. The coffins of the members of the family more recently deceased usually remain for a time in the chapel. They are afterwards transferred to the vault, and there placed side by side, elevated on iron bars. These coffins it is the custom to make of massive oak, very heavy and strongly put together.

         The public highway passes in front of the cemetery and a short distance therefrom.  Conspicuous, and to be seen by the traveler as he rides by, are three chapels, facing the highway.  Of these the most spacious, adorned with pillars in front, is that belonging to the family of Buxhoewden, of patrician descent, and originally from the city of Bremen.  It has been their place of interment for several generations.

         It was the habit of the country people, coming in on horseback or with carts on a visit to the cemetery, to fasten their horses, usually with very stout halters, immediately in front of this chapel, and close to the pillars that adorned it.  This practice continued, notwithstanding that, for some eight or ten years previous to the incidents about to be narrated, there had been from time to time vague rumors of a mysterious kind connected with the chapel in question as2being haunted,- rumors which, however, as they could not be traced to any reliable source, were little credited and were treated by its owners with derision.

         The chief season of resort to the cemetery by persons from all parts of the island whose relatives lay buried there was on Pentecost Sunday and the succeeding days as in most Catholic countries All-Souls Day usually is on the second day of Pentecost. (The religion of the island is Protestant.)

         On the second day of Pentecost, Monday, the 22nd of June, 1844, the wife of a certain tailor named Dalmann, living in Ahrensburg, had come with horse and small cart to visit, with her children, the tomb of her mother, situated behind the Buxhoewden family chapel, and had fastened her horse as usual, in front of it, without unharnessing him, proposing, as soon as she had completed her devotions, to visit a friend in the country..
    While kneeling in silent prayer by the grave, she had an indistinct perception, as she afterward remembered, that she heard some noise in the direction of the chapel; but, absorbed in other thoughts, she paid at the time no
    absorbed in other thoughts, she paid at the time no attention to it.  Her prayers completed, and returning to prosecute her journey, she found her horse-usually a quiet animal-in an inexplicable state of excitement.  Covered with sweat and foam, its limbs trembling, it appeared to be in mortal terror.  When she led it off it seemed scarcely able to walk.

         A day or two afterwards, this woman, coming to the chateau of the Barons de Guldenstubbe, near Ahrensburg, as was her wont, to do needle-work for the family, related to the baron the strange incident which had occurred to her.  He treated it lightly, imagining that the woman exaggerated, and that her horse might have been accidentally frightened.

         The circumstances would have been soon forgotten had it not been followed by others of a similar character.  The following Sunday several persons, who had attached their horses in front of the same chapel, reported that they found their horses covered with sweat, trembling, and in utmost terror; and some among them added that they themselves heard rumbling sounds, which occasionally assumed the character of groans.

         This was but the prelude to further disturbances, gradually increasing in frequency.  One day in the next month it happened that eleven horses were hitched close to the columns of the chapel.  Some persons passing near by heard loud noises as if coming beneath the building.  These people raised an alarm and when the owners of the horses reached their horses they found the poor animals in a pitiable condition.  Several of them, in there frantic efforts to escape , had thrown themselves on the ground, and lay struggling there; others were scarcely able to walk or stand; and all were violently affected, so that it became necessary immediately to resort to bleeding and other means of relief.  In the case of three or four of them they died with in a day or two.

         This was serious.  It was the cause of a formal complaint being made by some of the sufferers to the Consistory, a court holding its settings at Ahrensburg and having charge of ecclesiastical affairs.
    About the same time, a member of the Buxhoewden family died.  At his funeral, during the reading in the chapel of the service of the dead, what seemed groans and other strange noises were heard from beneath, to the great terror of some of the assistants, the servants especially.  The horses attached to the hearse and to the mourning-coaches were sensibly affected, but not so violently as some of the others had been.  After the internment, three or four of those who had been present, bolder than their neighbors, descended to the vault.  While there they heard nothing;-but they found, to their infinite surprise, that, of the numerous coffins which had been deposited there in due order side by side, almost all had been displaced and lay in a confused pile.  They sought in vain for any cause that might account for this.  The doors were always kept carefully fastened, and the locks showed no signs of having been tempered with.  The coffins were replaced in due order.

         This incident caused much talk, and, of course, attracted additional attention to the chapel and the alleged disturbances.  Children were left to watch the horses when any were fastened in the vicinity ; but they were usually too much frightened to remain; and some of them even alleged that they had seen some dark -looking specters hovering in the vicinity.  These stories, however, related by them, set down as reasonable enough, but were attributed to their fears.  Parents began not taking their children to the cemetery at all.
    The excitement increased and renewed complaints reached the Consistory, and an inquiry into the matter was proposed.  The owners of the chapel at first objected to this, treating the matter as a trick or a scandal set on foot by their enemies.  They carefully examined the floor of the vault, to make sure that no one had entered from beneath, they could find nothing to confirm their suspicions.  The Baron de Guldenstubbe, who was president of the Consistory,having visited the vaults privately in company with two members of the family, and having found the coffins again in the same disorder, they finally, after restoring the coffins to there places, assented to an official investigation of the affair.

         The persons charged with the investigation were the Baron de Guldenstubbe, as president, and the bishop of the province, as vice-president, of the Consistory. Two other members of the same body; a physician, named Louce; and, on the part of the magistracy of the town, the burgomaster, named Schmidt, one of the syndics, and a secretary.

         They proceeded, in a body, to institute a careful examination of the vault.  All the coffins there, with the exception of three, were displaced.  Of the three coffins not moved, one contained the remains of a grandmother of the then representative family, who had died five years previously; and the two others were of young children.  The grandmother had been, in life, revered almost as a saint, for her great piety and constant deeds of charity and benevolence.

         The first suggestion which presented itself, on discovering the state of things, was that robbers might have broken in for the sake of plunder.  The vault of an adjoining chapel had been forcible entered sometime before, and the rich velvet and gold fringe which adorned the coffins had been cut off and stolen.  The most careful examination failed to furnish any grounds for such a supposition in the present case.  The ornaments of the coffins were found untouched.  The commission caused several to be opened, in order to ascertain whether the rings or other articles of jewelry which it was customary to bury with the corpses, and some of which were of considerable value, had been taken.  No indication of this kind, however, appeared.  One or two of the bodies had molded almost to dust; but the trinkets known to have formed part of the funeral apparel still lay there, at the bottom of the coffins.

         It next occurred, as a possibility, to the commission, that some enemies of the Buxhoewden family might have caused to be excavated a subterranean passage. It's entrance at a distance and concealed so as avoiding observation and the passage itself passing under the foundations of the building and opening into the vault. This might furnish sufficient explanation of the disarray of the coffins and of the noises heard from without.
    To determine the point, they procured workmen, who took up the pavement of the vault and carefully examined the foundations of the chapel; but without any result.  The most careful scrutiny detected no secret entrance.
    Nothing remained but to replace everything in due order, taking exact note of the position of the coffins, and to adopt especial precautions for the detection of any future intrusion.  This, accordingly, was done. Both doors, the inner and the outer, after being carefully locked, were doubly sealed; first with the official seal of the Consistory, then with that bearing the arms of the city.  Fine wood ashes were strewed all over the wooden pavement of the vault, the stairs leading down to it from the chapel and the floor of the chapel itself.  Finally, guards, selected from the garrison of the town and relieved at short intervals, were set for three days and nights to watch the building and prevent anyone from approaching it.

         At the end of that time the commission of inquiry returned to ascertain the result.  Both doors were found securely locked and the seals inviolate.  They entered.  The coating of ashes still presented a smooth, unbroken surface.  Neither in the chapel nor on the stairway leading to the vault was there the trace of a footstep, of man or animal.  The vault was sufficiently lighted from the chapel to make every object distinctly visible.

          They descended.  With beating hearts, they gazed on the spectacle before them.  Not only was every coffin, with the same three exceptions as before, displaced, and the whole scattered in confusion over the place, but many of them weighty as they were, had been set on end, so that the head of the corpse was downward.  Nor was this even all.  The lid of one coffin had been partially forced open, and there projected the shriveled arm of the corpse it contained, showing beyond the elbow; the lower arm being turned up toward the ceiling of the vault.
    The first shock over which this astounding sight produced, the commission proceeded carefully to take note, in detail, of the condition of things as they found them. No trace of human footstep was discovered in the vault, any more than on the stairs or in the chapel.  Nor was there detected the slightest indication of any felonious violation.  A second search verified the fact that neither the external ornaments of the coffins nor the articles of jewelry with which some of the corpses had been decorated were abstracted. 
    Everything was disarranged; nothing was taken.

         They approached, with some trepidation, the coffin from one side of which the arm projected; and, with a shudder, they recognized it as that in which had been placed the remains of a member of the Buxhoewden family who had committed suicide. The matter had been hushed up at the time, through the influence of the family, and the self-destroyer had been buried with the usual ceremonies; but the fact transpired, and was known all over the island, that he was found with his throat cut and the bloody razor still grasped in his right hand,-the same hand that was now thrust forth to human view from under the coffin-lid; a ghastly memorial, it seemed, of the rash deed which had ushered the unhappy man, uncalled, into another world.

         An official report setting forth the state of the vault and of the chapel at the time when the commission set seals upon the doors, verifying the fact that the seals were afterward found unbroken and the coating of ashes intact. And finally, detailing the condition of things as they appeared when the commission revisited the chapel at the end of three days, was made out by the Baron de Guldenstubbe. as president, and signed by himself, by the bishop, the burgomeister, the physician, and the other members of the commission, as witnesses.  This document, placed on record with the other proceedings of the Consistory, is to be found among its archives and may be examined by any travelers, respectable recommended, on application to its secretary.

         It remains to be stated that, as the disturbances continued for several months after this investigation, the family, in order to get rid of the annoyance, resolved to try the effect of burying the coffins.  This they did, covering them up to a considerable depth with earth.  From that time forth no noises were heard from the chapel; horses could be hitched before it; and the inhabitants returned to their normal ways.

April 14, 2007

  • Sunday March 7, 1976

    Alyce Andrews, Springfield Church
    Today I would like to speak to you about three things, fear, hatred, and procrastination.  Now you wonder why I put this last word in here, because most people say fear and hatred but after I arrived in the spirit world I found that procrastination is just as bad because you are thinking and not really deciding upon anything. At least fear and hatred are positive in their own way.  Procrastination is very bad because it neither goes one way or the other.

    Fear does no good to anyone as I found out. All the fears that I had upon the earthplane were as nothing when I reached this beautiful land here. They were naught because in the spirit world there is no fear because all is plain, all is thought and one knows he must go forward not backward. Hatred does no good to anyone.  It only hurts the one who hates because as hatred goes out it also brings hatred back in another way.

    You were told many times by that great medium who was sent upon the earth that where several are gathered together in thought it becomes manifest.  Now thoughts are things, as you well know.  We also know that you can not feel the same toward everyone because everyone has a vibration within him or her.  It either blends or does not blend with someone else, but it does not mean that you have to hate someone.  That is very bad Just give them a thought of love and peace and let it go, but do not hold hatred.
    Procrastination is not knowing whether you are going backward or forward or staying in the same place. In other words it is a nothing thing. When you arise in the morning make up your mind that today will be fruitful and you will accomplish that which you set out to do.

    Try to think of the positive things and leave out all of the negative. You know we see people come over here who have so many fears in them. They worry each day so much about what might have been or what has been and so much about what might be or come to be.,

              They have no time to enjoy today and after the day Is over they wonder what good that day was.  Are you going to continue to be that way?  You know we count the many things that people accomplish over here.  We do not stop to think well they did this or that which wasn't good, but we do count those things they have accomplished and sometimes there are a very few. When I was upon the earth plane,

    I had many brilliant thoughts about things that people needed and that I might have done. But there again fear came in and I thought,"Oh that is a lovely thought but I can not accomplish it." So I let it go only to find that perhaps five years later the very thing I thought of someone else had been very happy with and had made much money and much accomplishment in the world for it.

    Now when you receive from our side an inspiration, act upon it, be positive with it, do not throw it aside and say," I can't." Those two words should not be in the language you have, but say, "I can." Oh yes many of you spiritualists have these fears and negative thoughts within you, especially procrastination. I have been working through this instrument silently. This is the first time I have come here, but I have been around her and believe it or not this is one of her bad faults, procrastination.

     Now if you are not like this, will you tell her I have been trying to get her on the road to positiveness and each and everyone of you here. I want you to cast out fear, cast out hatred and stop procrastinating and think of what a beautiful day today is and what you can do with it.  In that way you will build up your road and your life and the eternal future.  Good Day.

March 31, 2007

  •                                                    Feb. 4. 1975
                          French spoken - (Can you speak to us in English?)
           When I was on the earth plane, I was call Pierre Monjolin.  It was a college professor .I was teaching languages but now they tell me to come here and tell you what it was like when I arrive here. My mother was here and my daughter came to meet me. It is for you to know that you will be met on this side, when you arrive.   That is what I came for to tell you that you will be met do not worry when you come to the end.  It is a very easy doorway to this world.  Now I go and let someone come who speaks English better than me.

          Good evening.  I am Lettie Landis and tonight, they asked me to give you a small lesson in compassion.  Now, the word compassion means many things but mostly, it is to be in a state of concernment for those around you because if you are not concerned with those who maybe let's say are in a lesser position than you or in more trouble than you, then. you have not learned the lesson of compassion. And today, especially, there are so many people who need to receive compassion.  Many people who perhaps have given many hours of compassion are not thought of when they need it also.  I am thinking mostly now of those people who are what you would call in your world here, senior citizens.  Somehow, a great many of them seem to be pushed aside and not thought of as a compassionate world should, and these are the things which we are concerned about because when we were on the earth plane, we were in a different position then you. 

    Always, there were those who thought of the family. They did not or would not even think of putting their older people into homes. While they flew high, wide, and handsome for their own amusement while the others who had gone beyond the years of production were in a place where there was not too much compassion and where there was no individuality.
          I was very old when I went into spirit but I remember well how my son and my daughter and my niece couldn't do enough for me. Always I was somewhat fought over to come and sit at their table and if I sat at another too long, I was always asked why I didn’t come to them instead.  I was given things to keep me aware. My eyes began to fail and always there was someone if only one of the younger ones to say,   “Grandma can we read to you today?"
          Now, just think for a moment how those today are put into beds in large homes where there is no compassion and many of these people receive papers to read with no thought that the eyes of the, earth plane are failing.  How many are there working in these homes who can take a few moments, especially for those who haven't anyone to visit them and say, "May I read to you, may I help you, may I get you something special," No. No, it is a case of mass productivity, the same as your factories. Let's put everyone in a single niche; let them stay there until they die. Until you become more compassionate where will you be when you reach that age?  I am not speaking here to anyone in particular in this room.  I am giving a general outline of the conditions which I see from this side, and when it becomes necessary to put an individual into a home. There are some that visit, some that care, some that see, but the percentage is so small.
                                                   
              If you could get your younger people to spend just one day a week, of their time or two to three hours a week going into these homes and finding out those who have no one who cares about them and talk to them. You would find that it would soon spread and compassion would again be present upon your earth plane.  "No one cares, no one cares,” How many times have I gone into a room in my spirit body and heard these remarks from a poor soul. One, who could not move out of the bed, who was lying there just waiting and hoping the days would not be too far off when they too could leave and join me. Now, you here cannot do anymore than you can do for your own, but could you give this lesson forth to those who can and could help.  How many youngsters today get into mischief and trouble because they don't know what to do with themselves and think of how good it would be If they could do something. Will you please give this lesson forth?  Please, because I from my side am trying to help.  I'm trying very hard. It has been possible in just a few instances for me to make someone aware that I was standing there. Especially if they were close to passing. At such a time a smile comes on their face. Oh yes, a smile as if they knew someone cares.                        
    Good night.

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    Trying to sing
    I am Madam Shuman-Heink.  Oh, how I would like to sing again but I do not know if I can. Oh I am using the vocal cords of this instrument; but when I was on the earth plane here, oh, how I loved to sing but I do not know if I can sing with this instrument. - (Bernard: Give it a try) Will you forgive me If I do not sound as  Shuman-Heink sounded? (Yes, go ahead) (Vocalizing) "Oh, that is terrible, oh, that is terrible. (More singing) I want to sing so badly. I have been in spirit many years but when I was here, I sang on the Metropolitan Opera Stage.  Do you not remember Shuman- Heink?  I was not a skinny one.  I was big but God had given me the will and also the voice. (You can sing in spirit can't you?) Only by thought.  We have no cords. (Had you rather sing by cords than by thought?) Oh yes, but now if I could use the other lady, or she would let me use her. (Alma Cosby) It is useless for me to stay here if I cannot sing. . (Do you have a desire to come back in another life?)  Now, now, No, not now as the world is. No. (what are you doing now in spirit?) I am teaching rhythm of thought. (Whom do you teach)? Those who come over and who have never had rhythm; because all is vibration and if you cannot keep rhythm, you stumble.  Well. maybe I can practice occasionally. (Sure, try it once more) Oh, no, I would not put you through that again, no. I go.

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March 25, 2007

  • The sacred ways of the Lakota
    By Wallace Black Elk

    One time a young man, a white boy, came, and he wanted to have a Chanunpa ceremony because he had lost three horses.  He also lost his silver-mounted saddle, spurs, martingale, and bridle. Those had belonged to his grandfather, so they were a keepsake for him.  Somebody came along with a loading chute for horses, so he took them away in a truck. He also took his grandfather's keepsakes. That boy didn’t use them or anything like that. But they belonged to his grandfather, so he just valued them for a keepsake.

    Anyway, when this guy was eleven years old he got pneumonia. His grandfather and grandmother were alive then. Down the creek a little ways there lived some old people, an Indian man, a medicine man. So they got acquainted, and they always helped each other. When the old man had a lodge ceremony, the white man would crawl in. They prayed together. So they always helped each other.  So when that boy got sick it was winter. There was snow, heavy snow, and all the roads were blocked. There was no road there for cars, but probably a horse-drawn wagon could go there sometimes. Anyway, this time there was too much snow.  And it was a long way to the main highway.

    So it was impossible to get a doctor out there or to get that kid to the hospital.  Then his grandfather remembered this Indian friend that lived up the creek.  So he waded through that big snow to get to that Indian medicine. Then he brought that medicine man back. The medicine man told them they would need to have a lodge ceremony. But they were nowhere, and there was no lodge there. Well, there was a little chicken coop there, so they decided to use that for the lodge. They pulled out all those chickens and put them into the house. Then they covered that chicken coop. They built a snow shelter and built a fire there to heat up the stone-people.  Then they hauled those hot stones into that chicken coop. Then the mother of that boy dragged him into the lodge.  He was really sick.  He had double pneumonia.  His eyes were turned up, and he took little short breaths.

    Then that old man running the ceremony called in the spirit. The spirit, the real medicine man, came in. So that Indian gave that boy some medicine. While he was being doctored, they were singing songs, short songs, in there.  All of a sudden you could hear gargling.  Like you take water and gargle. That sound was in there.  This boy's lungs were full of fluid, and he was like drowning.  That medicine pulled all that water out. You could hear it coming out. It went out. Then they fanned him. They gave him that pure oxygen. Then his lungs were clear. So he started breathing. He was conscious. They gave him water. So he drank water. Then he was healed. His lungs were cleaned out. So he walked out.

    So that boy, after his grandfather died, he went to college. Later his mother and father died, so he inherited that land. He remembered that old man that had doctored him. He remembered that he had saved his life. He remembered those old people.  He remembered what had happened. He remembered that bond, that prayer. So he respected the Chanunpa and the lodge. So he came over to us. He came over to the reservation in search of the lodge and the Chanunpa. He started asking, "Is there anybody that's a medicine man, or is there any sweat-lodge. Or any of that?"

    So somebody told him, "Yeah You go to Parmalee [South Dakota] and look for Black Elk.  I think he's familiar with all that area. He could lead you."So I was at my dad's place, and there was a pickup that drove up. I heard, "Somebody's here in a pickup." I never saw him before. So he came up to me and said, "Hi. Is your name Black Elk?" "Yeah." "My daddy told me the story [about my cure]. It's a long story, but I'll tell you so you'll get to know. I'll make this long story short and I want to offer you a Sacred Pipe."

    So when he finished that story, I told my dad.  He said, "Yeah.  That's good.  So accept the Chanunpa. I'll give you that honor. You are going to act as interpreter. You are going to interpret for the spirit. Good." So I accepted that honor, that Chanunpa. So we put him to work getting the altar ready. We itemized all the things we would need tobacco, string, eagle feather, eagle plume, conch shell, wood, sacred foods, different colored robes in black, red, yellow, white, blue, and green.  So he wrote it all down. Then he left.

    Later he came back. He brought six bolts of material, the whole thing, the whole bolt. Inside his pickup he had two halves of beef from the slaughterhouse. He had them hanging inside the pickup. He had a rack on it.  Then the corn, He brought a case of corn.  There were six gallon cans of corn in that box.  In another box there were six cans.  There were gallons of fruit. And there was more. There was a box of Bull Durham tobacco in those little sacks. I think there were about two dozen in there.  He brought six of those. And those spools of twine, you know, he brought six of those. When my mom saw all of that she started to really laugh. She said, "Oh, no. We are not going to use all of that.

    " So he said, "Well, I just brought this for distribution among the people. So you take whatever you want. Take whatever you need." So we only took a half-yard each of those materials for the robes and enough to make those prayer ties.  Then he wrote out a check for five hundred dollars to my dad.  My dad said, "Ho. that's good." Then the ceremony began. That boy was sitting behind the altar. He called me "Chief' When the spirit came in, this guy started nudging me. He thought that was an Indian spirit that came in.

    So he said, "You've been with this spirit all your life. But I'm a wasichu.  I'm a white man.  So he might not understand my English language." So I said, "He's a spirit He hears all languages.  He'll hear you." But that doubt was still there.  So he said, "No.  You'd better talk to him because he is an Indian spirit.  So you'd better talk to him in Lakota." So I said,(l said it in Lakota) "Tunkashila, my white brother here said that you're a Lakota spirit.  He's a white man.  He speaks English, and you might not understand English. So he asked that I talk to you in Lakota." Whatever you want to say to him you can tell me, and I'll translate for him. He wants it that way. But I told him that you are spirit. You are sacred. You hear.  You understand. Besides, you see much deeper how he feels, where he comes from and all this. You know when he was born and why he is here and when he's going to die.  You know everything."

    So that spirit came closer. Then that spirit said, "I read his mind. I know the  way he is thinking. That piece of wood and that piece of stone (the Sacred Pipe) lying there is sacred. Tell him that." So I interpreted that. So I told him that the spirit has read his mind. I told him that the spirit has said that he was thinking about that piece of wood and piece of stone because he had a college degree.  So in that language it's just a piece of wood and a piece of stone with maybe a little green in there, like that. That is the way he is thinking. Then I said, "He's a spirit.  He's the one that gave you that language.  If you believe that, then speak to him in that language he gave you.  So that spirit is going to speak English."

    So to my surprise this white boy said, "Gee, Tunkashila. I'm very sorry. I'm terribly sorry.  I shouldn't have doubted this. It's your medicine people that helped me. A long time ago, when I way a boy, I was dying.  You came, and you doctored me. You made me well though this Indian friend of my grandfather. All that I remember is that old Indian that rescued me. He gave me my health back. So I owe my life to that old man. So that has stayed with me all this time. That is the reason I came here. But I don't know these sacred powers. So I came here because I need your help. I lost three horses, and I lost my grandfather's saddle.  It's not for me to keep or use.

     But those horses, I paid a lot of money for them.  That saddle horse especially, that one horse, I paid twenty thousand dollars for him.  I want to keep those horses. I don't want to work them every day. I just want to keep them for harnessing to the wagon and just driving around.  I want to keep them for my kids.  So that's the only reason I want those horses back. Now a truck backed into the loading chute, and somebody loaded up those horses and took them away.  The sheriff has been there, and even the FBI came there. All they found was one little tire track.  So they traced that tread pattern.  But there are thousands of tires with that brand that are sold in this area.  So there is no way to trace that truck down.  As soon as it drove onto the blacktop that trail ended.  So they could not find it." So that spirit said, "Sing four songs.  I'll backtrack for this white boy.  I'm going to backtrack for him." So we started singing those songs.

    Then that spirit took off to backtrack that truck.  He went over to the house where that white boy lived.  There he Picked up the trail and traced it. He even went on that blacktop.  There are thousands of those tires, the same kind of tire, going over and over on that blacktop.  But he traced that track.  During the last song he came back in.  He said, "Yeah I found it.  And I brought those things that you wanted to keep from your grandfather.  I brought them here and laid them on the top of this roof.  If you want, I could bring them in."

    So that white boy said, "'Yes, Tunkashila. I want them in here.  Please bring them in." So we sang a song.  Then you could hear this rolling sound.  It sounded like gravel sliding down a chute.  It was that sound.  You could hear the straps slapping and those spurs jingling.  Then we heard this flop.  Then the spirit said, "After we leave here, when they finish this and turn the fights on, you go north by northeast.  When you come to a blacktop, then you go straight north.  Then you will come to a big junction.  There you turn to the west and go to the fourth big town.  When you go there, there will be a stockyard there.  You go there.  When you go there, you will see your horses there.  So from there you know what to do."

    Then that boy he said, "Oh, thank you.  Thank you." Then we finished the ceremony.  When we turned on the lights, that saddle, spurs, and bridle were sitting by the altar.  So how did the spirits bring them in?  That's a mystery.  But that made him really happy.  After the ceremony, he got into his pickup.  He went right away.  Just around sunrise he got to Rapid City, South Dakota.

    So he went into the stockyard.  He walked on the catwalks over the pens, and there he saw his horses.  But it was too early, and no one was in the stockyard.  So he walked across the street to an open cafe and got a cup of coffee.  When the time came, somebody opened the doors to the stockyard.  So he went there and told them that those horses in there were his horses.  Then he called the sheriff, from there the investigation was easy.  So after an hour, or an hour and a half, they tracked down that man that stole those horses.  So they caught him.  So he loaded his horses and started racing back.

    He came back to our place around noon.  He said, "I want to put up a thank-you ceremony." So we said that would be good. So he started the fire-put the rocks on, stacked the wood around, prayed, and lit it. My mom and my sisters started making the robes and prayer ties. They started cooking the food. Then we performed that ceremony.After that thank-you ceremony he said, "Now don't ever hesitate. Whenever you guys need help, just call me.  I'd like to be a part of it."

    So when we have those desperate times, we call him.  He says, "Don't worry.  I'll be there you wait for me." Then he brings food.  He brings chickens, frozen meat, or a whole cow in a pickup.  So my grandpa, grandma, dad, and mom they all prayed for him.  The spirit always returns those prayers. So his cattle raising increased. All the other ranchers kept losing cattle, but his were strong and in good health. The spirit helped him. He, his wife, and children, they are in good health.  So things happen that way. So when we send a voice to Tunkashila, that prayer is not just temporary for a month. It's not that way. It goes from generation to generation. So my grandfathers, they were really smart people.  Those old people were really different.

March 24, 2007

  • March 4, 1975
             Alyce medium
        Good evening.  When I was with you I was Lila McGee.  I was a dietician in the old country and my interest tonight is with food.  You know that food is becoming very short, upon your plane but part of it is due to a great deal of ignorance both in your country and abroad.  You have worked the land until it has become worn out, as it were, and also, when you could produce, you did not but we wish to say that if those who have something to do with producing would think for a few moments and not waste. We heard some talking tonight before class here upon the subject of helping. Now, helping is one thing but wasting and throwing it to the winds is another. You were told by the great master who knew the secrets upon the earth and in the heavens that you were not to cast pearls before swine.

     Now, this could also mean not casting, that which will be useless and which will not produce desired results before anyone.  Sending food to those who not only will be deprived of the most of it; but also when given will amount to little among the hoards who in the end will die anyhow, is a waste.  To help those who by giving can help themselves is good and you have this lesson to be learned in many ways not only with food but also with those people who are so used to getting and being given to, they think it is their right. 

    To give is good when needed but to give to make one lax and not productive is another thing.  Those who think it is their right to have regardless is not what we term, in the etheric world good. We are trying to impress upon those who would keep as  you call it, the hand out, to stop them. To say that everyone is, entitled to so much for living, that each one should be taken care of regardless, is not good because you are hurting that person more than you would be helping if you did not give them anything.

    You will find if you look back through history  in your country and in your world that people fought to live, worked to live, and if it was not in front of them, they found a way to produce or make it. They found a way to live--not in luxury, not with everything they desired, but enough to keep them alive and to meet each day with a smile regardless.

    We go to your pilgrims who came across the Atlantic and. tried to live.  It was very hard; but not one of them thought someone else was going to provide for them.  Somehow, they found a way, as did those who settled in Jamestown, as did those who came into the Northland in Canada and who fought to keep themselves alive. 

    Your Indians who were here first, they did not go to someone and say, "We are hungry, feed us" or we want this because we want to have pleasure.  No, they used their minds and they used those things that were around them.  Even their medicine was found in the woods and they learned by themselves how to take care of themselves, what would cure, and heal, and what could be used for food. 

    What has happened to the mass of people today who think they should have things regardless?  You have that within your own country, those who think they should be taken care of regardless.  We are not saying to one who is ill or one who cannot for some reason take care of himself.  Yes, give them food for health, keep them warm, but do not--please do not keep on giving them luxuries, letting them have those things which those before have worked for years and centuries to bring into being for themselves. This is not good.

    Look within your own country and all of those who are lazy and lax today because the giving was not figured and thought of in the proper manner, and then go to the foreign countries where your wars are raging, where your hunger is spreading and remember that to give and, give and give is not the answer.  Those who know somehow it will be given do not strive for themselves but keep taking. 

    When you see food piled up which has been sent while big ones--men and women who should be let's say with power  and instinct enough to use it properly, let it rot while they argue about which ones shall have it, is that being wise?

         We in spirit are aware of the many, many tons of food and grain which has been shipped  to these places and we see it not going to the hungry but distributed to those in power to be sold for money.  Is this helping? We do not say not to help your brother but we say that if you send enough food for a thousand people to feed a million, it is as nothing and that is what you have upon the African and Asian Continents today.  You have millions starving, yes, but you give them a mouthful today.

     Tomorrow, they will starve again. We do not ask you to think in terms of hardness and not pity; but we do say that all life which we have learned about is in the proper focus; but it has to be run that way and has to be used in the proper manner.  One thing feeds upon another, one thing grows while another withers. It is up to each one to strive to make the most of what his life can and will be, to learn his lesson and do not forget those who are in the position at the present time of starving have some lesson to learn. 

    Somewhere in their past, they were lax and greedy whether it was in the forest where they would not share, let's say the catch, with another who was beside them or whether it was in another life they laughed at a lowly serf maybe who was thrown the bones when they got through eating the feast.  We see them and we know.  Each person upon the earth today is right where he is supposed to be. 

    You can feel sorry for yourself or you can feel sorry for your neighbor or your friend and that is good to have sympathy but do not forget in the last analysis, it is the person who finds his way, and works towards his goal in spite of obstacles. And when you cover up the obstacles, they do not learn to climb over and you are stopping the progress and many lives will have to be lived to accomplish what was intended.  Therefore, I say that your government when it thinks it is helping the many people in your country and in the world it is doing them harm, and not accomplishing what it thinks it is. 

    There is little that you here can do except to send your prayers and thoughts.  We know you cannot do much but you can take your own lives and do what you can with them.  Send prayers and live and ask that each person no matter which path he is treading, or in what placed he is in may he be given the strength and the light to see how he can solve his own problems. 

    Do not forget that if some of those people who are groveling even in the desert would take the little bit of land, desert or no, and try to plant some of that which is given them, you say, where will the water come from?  You would be surprised if just a quarter of them would plant part of their little portion, they would bring into being the thought, "We want this to grow" and rain would fall. 

    They are thinking dry, they are thinking arid, they are thinking hunger, they are thinking death and that is exactly what they are bringing into being and unto themselves. And if this can happen, think of yourselves and what you think.  Are you thinking tonight I will, I can, I know, or I can't, it isn't there, I will not have it. 

    No. Put your thought to the Pilgrims and the Indians and follow in their footsteps.  Sometimes, the most primitive people are the greatest.
    Good Night.

March 21, 2007

  •                                  Received Through the Mediumship
                              of Alyce Andrews at Boston, Massachusetts
                                                November 9,, 1975

    You wonder who I am and I will tell you I was from the first part of your century when I passed and there have been a great deal of questions around and about, about just what is death, what experience do you go through.
    When I was here, I did not feel that I would live as long as I did, but I lived into my eighties, and I was ready when I went to go over here into this beautiful spirit land. I had no idea that it would be as well as it is and as beautiful. I found myself very much as I was, very much.
    There wasn't much difference in the way I was when I left and the way I was when I arrived here. Except that I had a much healthier and a much lighter and much more beautiful body.  I found that I could see all those people who were in back of me on the earth plane.  It was as if I had just risen and was looking down upon the whole. 
    Some of you ask shall I send flowers to a funeral.  Please do because you know those are the flowers which we put into our home gardens in the spirit world.  The essence of them we take with us and all the love that went into them as they were given.  Our homes are very much like yours; and this might surprise you, but all the things that you had and loved are with you.
     
    `There is a spirit form and essence for everything upon the earth plane which you had.  For remember, it is all of the living force, all of those things and those atmospheres and chemicals which went into that as a living thing still is a spiritual force of life and it is with you.
     
    You have been admonished not to save up things upon the earth plane but things which are of the spirit that you may keep them, but I say this was meant not to take things to store up things on the earth plane which are selfish and which hurt someone else or be greedy and take more than your share, but all of those things which you found love and pleasure in upon the earth plane are still with you, and they are very real, very real.  There is no difference in them.
     
    You will meet your loved ones as I did and you will know what life is, that it is continuous and that it never stops.  Once you are a living thing or being, you are always one.  Now you ask why.
     
    Why do we go into the spirit world?  If we are going to live on and on why not stay here?  But it is just the same as your car or some other item which rusts away and gets useless.  Your physical body is no longer able to support the spiritual body which is enclosed within it and to do its work.
     
    For some reason you have to leave it behind and go on, and it returns to that from which it come and which it was made all of the chemicals around and about and within are the same.  There is no difference with anything.  It is all spirit, all life, and all material, but it is of the something and it must go on.
     
    The same fertilizer for the trees and its coming up in the spring in the leaves, which will form it, is a continuous cycle. But that is an earthly cycle that is a cycle of matter we are talking about the spiritual cycle. There are a great many things that go into it that you upon the earth do not know; because you have not heard them right, many things within your bible is a correct history but it has been interpreted as the wrong.
     
    You are not the first ones who have been, let's say, with brains.  Before you millions of years ago there were people upon your earth plane.  Yes, from another planet, which was much more advanced than yours and which destroyed the world as you knew it.  Because it was not advanced to that point where it could take care of the advancement which it had come unto.
     
    So remember this, those things around and about you within the air and upon the, earth which you do not understand, are real and sooner or later within your lifetime these will come about and the answers will come, but I am interested in telling you about your spirit life.
     
    Those you loved are with you and will be, and those you left behind are very visible to you. You can see what they do and when and try to help them by thought. You are not dead you are alive. Very much as I am; and if you are fortunate and can learn the mechanics of speaking through someone upon the earth plane, you will be able to tell them about it.
     
    It does take a great deal of energy, both from the spirit and from that instrument through which we work. It is going to be necessary within the next twenty years to bring forth a great deal of this knowledge. You are in a period of time when these things must come about, and when you must learn that wars cannot sustain, when instruments which have been turned into that which harms must be turned the other way for good. And, therefore, listen to the spirit. Listen to those who come to you, your loved ones and those who you bear, the thoughts which you receive, pay attention to them for they are your guidelines to eternal life.  Good day.

March 18, 2007

  • Sept. 23, 1975

    Now, I will come to you.  I think it time that you have a bit more of the lessons given to you.  We have told you in the past about life and what it is, but It is such a slow process and you learn so little in one life and yet, it is important.

      So, I think we will go on with the subject of why the death because it seems to be of interest here to night. Death is as necessary as birth for just as a car wears out until it goes to the trash heap with all its power for moving and its power for going places gone. The human body, which is run by the spirit and the soul, and the mind, wears out. The different parts, which make it run, are worn. They have lost their usefulness and the soul must be set free, but it is not death. Only of the body for spirit and the body with it of etheric value goes on to again, in time, become another living soul which must learn and experience, have pleasure, trouble, pain, and sorrow again for it is by these things that the soul progresses.

    We are not going back now to the preexistence in the animal or back further to the birds, reptiles, and fish. We are speaking of the homosapien stages. You see, when you say to someone, “Oh I wish we could keep them here", what you are doing, actually, is retarding progress because it is time for new progression. It is hard. to see those whom you have loved gone but think of it in this way, they have merely gone on a journey. For instance, if someone leaves you and settles elsewhere, they are not dead, they have merely gone across to another place to live. That which they have left behind is merely the worn out body or vehicle which is of no use anymore in which they cannot live in comfort and ease.

    You would not say to someone that they must keep on living in a house which was so run down that it was not comfortable to live in.  No, you would say it is past repair so live in another one or rebuild the house. If the house was not in a stage where it could be rebuilt, you would not wish them to live there and that which was left of the house should be torn down and go back to the elements and the parts possibly reused. But, the body when it goes cannot be used except when organs which are not destroyed can be implanted.

    The person who lived within that body has graduated and has a much more perfect body than that which they left. It is perfection. The spirit body is not capable of all of the hurt and destruction that the human body is. For awhile, one is perfection as far as body goes. The mind is something else for the mind has stored within it all of those things for good or bad which one has thought and learned, and experience. That does not change ever. It goes on, and on, and on with the person but the spirit body, as well as the spirit world, is perfection in the sense of quality of being.

    Now, when one is a murderer, a thief, or has harmed in other ways someone upon the earth. Then he finds himself with a perfect spiritual body himself but he finds that the mind which he has taken with him will not let him enjoy it to the fullest in the spirit world.  He does not feel pain but he finds that he can not enjoy his spirit body so he knows that he must go on to earth again in order to make up for that which he has done before.

    We seldom hear in our spirit world, or see, those who are in that category stay very long with us because they find that they are much more unhappy in our world here than they were upon the earthplane, because, you see, in our world thoughts can be seen. It is not a case of only, let's say, hearing thoughts mentally with the spirit mind, but one can see as a picture, the minds of other people and they can read these people who are bad. They can read what the other person is thinking of them and this is more torture than it would be to be hurt in the physical upon the earthplane, and they cry out to go back to earth that they may condone what they have done.

    In this case there is not free choice. Oh, there is choice but one does not want it. It is only those who have tried to do good which can stand the thoughts which are given forth in the spirit realm from others. I have told you this tonight because I know of your thoughts which are given forth in the spirit rea1m from others. I know your thoughts for the one on the sick bed tonight and we are trying very hard to keep her with you awhile longer. But please, when you know her body is not functioning enough for her to be happy here, please do not try with your minds to keep her on your earthplane, because you are not being good to her.

      She will find on the other side, she is much happier, but we are    not saying she, will. not be with you  awhile yet because we are trying to give her a little more life. So, we give you this as a picture. Sooner or later, all of you here will be in spirit for all go where I am. You do not stay unless you wish, but it is something one cannot avoid. Not something to look forward to in fear for the body in which you are imprisoned at present is merely that to give you something to work with here, on your earth plane. The beautiful spiritual body which you have built up by your past millenniums of experience is indestructible and a billion years from. now you will still be alive thinking, and much more in progress than at present.
    Good night.

  •                                                                          
                             March 21, 1976 Boston Mass Alyce Andrews in Trance                                                  

    Good afternoon.  I am so happy to be here but it is rather difficult to work and speak to you through a woman, because I was a man.  My name when upon the earth plane was Carl Bernstein and I was a geologist.  Now you wonder what geology has to do with you as spiritualists, but I have something to tell you today which you probably do not even think about or would think about. 

    You know when you upon the earth plane did well in school you got stars or pumpkins or something beside your, let's say efforts, and there by it showed that you had somewhat accomplished well. When you reach the plane upon which I am, you will find that you still get merit points.  They are not stars or pumpkins and there is where the geology comes in. 

    Spirit is thought and all can see what you do and your board is very clear and when you accomplish something great in the line of perhaps improving your love or improving kindness and so forth you get a thought seal which is a form of a stone or rock.  Why?  You know that you are made up of water and chemicals without these chemicals you could not live.  Each has a purpose but where is the most of these minerals etc.?

    Where are they?  They are in the rocks and the earth around them.  A stone is not just a stone.  It has come from living matter.  It has the chemicals and all those things that make up earth and life. Each stone has a different quality according to that which it has within it. For instance take a stone which has a great deal of copper and you have healing properties in the right proportion. 

    So when you have helped from the spiritual side to heal and work with people here upon the earth plane and have accomplished a great healing, what do you get?  You get a stone with a great deal of copper in it as a thought seal against your name.  The same with all the other chemicals and minerals.  Each chemical has some sought of property and what is more natural than when you accomplish you get that of which the earth began, life, because life is within each and every-thing whether it is still or not.  The atoms are flowing grinding, rolling and is living, living matter.

    So each chemical has a property that goes along with that which you accomplish by helping someone upon the earth or improving your own soul and spirit.If you have helped someone to stay safe, have taken your spiritual self on to the earth plane, so called earth-bound, for a while to help a certain person to stay safe from harm, what kind of a seal do you get?  You do not get a stone exactly but you do get a pure piece of steel or iron, because you have used your power for strength and what has more strength than iron to help that person?  If you could see all of the charts, all of the thought form around and about in the spiritual world, which gives a complete picture of you, You would be surprised.

    It takes time but it is there.  I was fascinated when upon the earth with stones and rocks and geology in all of its forms.  Not that I ever became great, I didn't.  I was merely one working and satisfying his whim for searching.  I have come to the point here where I can give out and help because I can speak through those whose chemicals are proper for me to come through and give to you the message of the many facets of this world.  Each and everything, which is upon the earth, has its replica in the spirit and it is just as real to us. 

    Call it thought form but it is real.  The only difference being that all in the spirit world can see and know just exactly where they stand and you stand.  There are no secrets.  I still love stones.  Pick one up and see what you get from it and remember at one time it was a living thing and still has a life within it and still is part of the living world or universe. 

    Now your teacher thought the stars and moon etc. would be the highest things to give you on your papers because that was supposed to be the largest thing around the universe and the unknown universe, therefore, to give you a star which was in the heavens and which you could not touch and no one could get to at that time, meant that you had accomplished.  It was a symbol of accomplishment but I say that the lowly rock beneath your feet in its time has accomplished much more than that which is out there and which we are still searching for and know what is and is not.

    You can not go into any faucet of this world, anything upon it, within it or around it and not be awed by the life force, which is eternal in all sundries.  Therefore treasure the rocks and look at them and see which one you want to merit because all have something to give you especially when you reach the spirit world.  Thank You.

March 15, 2007

  •                              May 5, 1982 - Alyce, Vicki, Ernie, & Bernie.
                                                            EVA RENYUS
    Hello, I am Eva Re-ny-us (Phonetic soelling).  That's right.  I am from ancient, ancient Gariala.
    What is that?  And ancient Planet, or is it a city? It was a place upon your planet -- way back before any written confirmation or history.  It was what we called "The Spot" where they congregated around the oasis, At that time, that part of the planet; it was desert and oasis with an occasional group of small trees.  It was livable, but not what you call luxurious. 

    There were large goat skin tents we lived in.  They kept off the heat and also, when it got a little cooler it kept it in, you see, so it was comfortable in them. We were weavers and had comfortable rugs -- no furniture, We did not eat anything cooked, except our lambs, but that was over a small fire of dung. But let's say our diet was very limited, Nothing would grow.  But we had the knowledge, which had come from -- we know not where -but it was in the minds of man, a power to imagine creating, as you would say, to have before you luscious fruit, luscious things and they would have them.  In other words, people in your time now, eat far too much -only a small diet is really necessary.

    The reason I can talk English is because I've been, since that time, alive in an English setting; but 1 wanted to come from that section of my life for one reason, and that is the fact that mankind has let go of the mind -- how man has become so lackadaisical that he has gone and ruined so many things that were so simple -- so simple and loving and beautiful.

    We could not travel far because the hot sands would burn our sandals in the daytime.  At night we stayed sheltered.  But our little group was loving and oh, yes, we did. Not need doctors, because the healing power was there, all around.  And the sun beating down, we could pull from it by just a thought, and arms outstretched - which healed. We did not need Doctors, and when we passed away to the next life, it was -- let's say a gradual demise.  It was natural -- not anything radical, or of disease.  But that land has long since been buried, a long ways beneath the crust of your earth -- the people, too, because this happened billions of years ago --- way back, Even at the time when other parts of your planet were covered with dinosaurs. We had in that part of the world, living space. We had come. How we got there, we didn't know, until we got into spirit again and found that we had come from a much more educated planet.

    And when we went into spirit again, we were given the choice of living again in your world, later on, or going back to another planet.  I chose to wait many thousands of years in the spirit world and learned a lot, and then I went to England where I had another life, as a Healer.  Oh, yes.  Now, here in spirit, I am coming to you to tell you that today your world here is in the time when it is so important for all to create and imagine –What you want. The power is within your mind; but you have not exercised them to strengthen them, the way we had -- the way we did.  Anything is possible to him who believes.  Remember who said that?  It is so true.  It is so true, and do not forget that HE who said that, at one time, lived with us.

           Thank you. (Second entity) I am Byron. Byron?  Any Byron we know? No. They sent me to answer questions if I could. Oh, we were thinking - we were all concerned about the fighting down in the Falklands.  Could you explain that to us a little bit? What is going to be the outcome and what should we do or think about it?
    Spirit never gives outcome because, there again, it is free will of men. However we do say that there will be more bloodshed before it is settled.  Do not forget that the Communists are instigating -- Russia is trying to stir up all of South America.  England, being stubborn, will not let go either. So there you have it but you can help by, as your friend told you, thinking positive.

          (You say the Communists aren't actually doing the fighting, they're just giving advice or instigating?)  That is all they are doing at this time? There have been some arms sent in. (What about Cuba, and the latest thing, that they want to be friends with this country.  The Russians say it would be good what is the reason for this?) This is a play, at the moment and it needs to be watched. Russia sees the possibility of an advantage at the moment of having this take place.

    The medium is very concerned about the Church -- about the Property and all.  Can you give us some advice about it?   Everyone wants to be King and no one wants to be the serf, But if they do not repair this Church soon, it will crumble. You mean physically crumble or --?Both.  Both.What needs to be repaired in it?  Many things? The foundation in the basement needs to be revved up, The floor needs to be redone in the basement.  The outside stairway must be put in, because if it is not, the furnace is not that good, The furnace should be repaired too.  It is not that good.  It can be fixed.  It is not safe.  The area is very dangerous.  That area is dangerous to go in, alone. Because of the people who live there? Come in -- not live there.  Wander there, Should Ernie and I become involved in the Church?

    That is your privileged. Would it be good or bad if we did? Let's say it wouldn't make much difference,
    The medium is very concerned about her certificate, about the fixing of the Church and her certificate.  What can you tell her about that?  She needs to know.  She is very concerned. Her certificate is good if she transfers. Why should she transfer?  Can you tell us if she should transfer, or should she stay with the Church?
    For the moment, stay put, but keeps her eyes open and do not let them push her.  But the future is not good, (Would it be good, if I went down and became involved as, a worker or something?  It just wouldn't help matters too much would It.)? Well, it might, if you were of a different nature, but you would not take the patience.
    (I couldn't have the patience.  Right, I should stay away then.) There is more than one foundation that needs fixing.  Go to Church if you like.

    (I'd like to help Alyce.  I'd like to do something for her. But I don't think that is where I should be doing it.  I can help her in other ways.) Let it be.
    (How about the trance work that she does in Church?) We have already stopped her from Trance work in Churches, except for one, and that is the Wigwam.  She already is a member there, but that is a camp.  It does not count.
    Can you tell us about the Second Coming of Christ?  We know that he is probably an adult by now.  Can you tell us something about him?No one knows. Even in spirit, when this will take place, and they will not know.  It will just be an event. Will they know of His work?

    It will be different -- entirely -- and there will be false ones at the same time. Is there going to be any more occurrences of UFO's that we will know about? They are happening all the time, but covered up. How are they covered up? Anything that is investigated by the government is covered up.
    People have got so they hesitate in saying they see it, when something happens, because they have been so ridiculed. Individually, take time each day, to take each thing you know needs help and picture it as perfection, (See it in a positive way?)
    Yes that is right, You go to His Teachings, and do not forget -ever -- He said; whatsoever you desire, believing, it shall become manifest.

    Then our helping, thinking positive thoughts for peace for the Falkland Islands, it would help very much, then?
    Do not think in a certain way, Just think - "Peace there, Peace there, 'Peace there," because, at the moment it is undecided whether it is better for Argentine to have this Island which is so near it, or for England to control it.  But, the people on it should not be displaced just -"Peace - Peace".

    I have some ponies, in the pasture here, that are lame and I wondered if somebody could tell me what I could do to help their lameness?
    It appears to be cold is settled - cold settled.  I feel, somehow I think they laid or slept, on damp ground, or, there is a sort of thing rheumatism. But - heat - heat.
    It isn't caused by what they are eating - grass or anything like that'?

    No, I do not see that, but Vitamin C is good and B and D When the sun comes out stronger, I think it will improve.
    I've been thinking it was they got too good a food -- too good grass, and too good hay that caused it, but that is not right evidently?
    Do not ever give them too rich food.  Like people, they can eat too much.
    Do you see anything that we should know about, that you could forewarn us, or anything like that in spirit they would like to tell us'? We do not always know.

    Spirit does not always know the mind of men controls the universe. Men on all planets.
    Doesn't the mind of men, in spirit, control it, too?  Don't they?
    That is right, but it takes all in the mind of men.  There are many minds upon your planet and upon two others. That is very derogatory at the moment. Have to try to counteract.
    Does spirit still think that our President is doing a good job?  Are they able to work through him?
    He meant well, but he tried to go too fast.

    He tried to go too fast in the economy, then?
    That is right.     He is trying to cut too quickly,
    He meant well,    but you must remember, that underneath, he is actually
    On the side of his'    own class.
    On the side of the rich people.

    Those that are    in business, Unfortunately, so many are.
    Yes, I guess everybody is for themselves, and their own kind.
    So sad.  When you come to spirit and see what this does.  So sad.  I must go.
    O.K. Thanks Byron.  Good night,

    LILA

    Oh, I'm Lila.  Oh, I'm laughing at Byron.  Oh, yes.  You know he was going so fast.  He was going right into night.  He said, "Good night to you." You know, sometimes we go so fast here; we go into another range of time.  You wouldn't know about that, but it is so.
    Well, I'm Lila and I'm here for just a few moments, because I wanted to come and talk to all of you.  Oh my, I like this little group so much, I've watched you from spirit and I asked if I could come - not that I am anybody - but I just lived once here in your United States and I just see you working and coming together and I like it as a small group.
    I like it.  You can invite in your friends once in awhile, you know, but keep it like it is because you've accomplished so much more.  You keep bringing in others, then it upsets it.  But I visit you, lots of times.  You do not know it, but I sit in here, you know.  Oh, I'm with you, because I like to learn, too I can learn from you. but I'm coming because you know I want to tell you about a trip I took  I say; a trip - actually we get there very quickly, but you know I went to a little Island off of Portugal -- Madeira.  And, oh, I saw some -there was such pretty hand work being made.  They were working so hard with the finest needles on this fine, fine linen.  I watched them and you know, they put such love into all those little stitches, and you know, I watched what this brought on the market and I couldn't believe itl I thought all of that work for so littlel But, you know, there was so much love in it and there was so much -- they just didn't think of it.  All they thought of was love that they gave somebody in their work.  So when you ever pick up something made in Madeira, do think of those loving hands -- even the little girls eight and nine were taught.  It was beautiful.They set there, some of them on rocks in the sun, and they were so happy, you know, doing this and it was so much fun to watch.  I thought I'm going to tell them about that and if they come across a piece like that, will you buy it?  Of course, I don't know what you will pay for it.

March 14, 2007

  •                               Jan. 13,1989 From Another Planet
                                         Margreta Martenski,

    I came from outer space.  I am in spirit.  I no longer have a physical body.  I am going from place to place trying to bring people into harmony.  Disharmony is the trouble everywhere.  All through the universe there is trouble and disharmony.  If things are in harmony all goes well and people are happy and so I try to bring some harmony where I can.  I just left a planet that was trillions, and trillions, and trillions of miles from you where the life upon it was in a state of war all over.  Yes, there is war on the other planets; but I tried to leave my message where I could and before I left there were signs of lessening trouble.  So you see you are not alone in the universe.  Some people would like you to think so; but you are not.  It took me a great deal of time and trouble to learn all the different languages so I could bring the messages to people.  Some of the languages on the other planets are really difficult, really troublesome yick and yacks.

    I come from the planet Goyuhi.  The life upon it consists of people much like you except for size we were very small, not more than three feet tall, but very strong, wide of limb and larger heads.  There was beauty as we saw it perhaps you wouldn't and there was talent.  To explain it all would be useless.  The planet was about half as large as yours and quite dry, very arid.  We did not have the air you have.  We could breath, yes, but we were made a little different.  Our lungs were different; we didn't need that air you see.  I wouldn't like to live in this body forever.  It is clumsy, large, and I call it rather homely. (Question: will you take life again?) Not until I get through with my travels.  I have to finish my work.  There is still much trouble around the universe. (Question: You seem like a very advanced spirit, did you ever have a life on this planet?) Yes I did.  I spent a life here way back in the year 400.  In fact I was here when all the studies were made of the great master and I used those studies a great deal myself in my life. 

    I happened to be in one of the temples in Egypt, rather wealthy, my father was wealthy and I was in touch with much learning.  Most of my life has been in spirit, traveling in spirit and giving the word, I have traveled far and wide.  I have had seven lives as a form of life on a planet.  There are planets that consist of animal life, as you would call it but not animals, as you know them.  They are animals, but very, very, smart, they are as smart as your smartest college student.  That was an interesting life we could converse. Your animals have a mental conversing, almost a physic conversion. (Question: Are there planets that are lower spiritually than the earth?) We do not rate them in that manner.  We rate the planets only as planets.

    There have been planets that have been much more developed than here and some that have passed into oblivion, but it is not to rate.  The thing is to keep the life, which is on each planet, happy, loveable, and in tune with each other and with God that is important.  All life is necessary, on this planet here you have, many, many, many forms of life, some which is very odd.  You could never know all the forms of life even if you studied forever, there are trillions here on this earth, and each has its purpose and each living here on this earth does not leave with the same knowledge.  It is a complex form, which goes on all the time. 

    Creation is wonderful.  You all are creators to be.  You all are supposed to be creators, that is what you were told, but what you create in this life is up to you, but do not leave it without leaving a creation of some kind.  It can be a song; it can be anything at all.  It can be a loving touch given to some one whom needed it but give in love and create love upon the earth.  Each and every one of you is important to the universe and to each other.  There are those who live a lonely life, very, very lonely, but you will find that people who are really lonely bring it upon themselves because they didn’t give, they do not reach out, or they do not let people in.  Smile and they will smile at you, and love your neighbor, love the people around you and it will flow back to you one hundred folds.
         
           Things happen, there are accidents, usually by error, sometimes by error planned, sometimes by that, which is not planned, and the error is death.  But, with it all there is a plan, it is all planned.  Each breath you take has been planned it is known that it was to be.  You may think you plan your life.  Yes you do to a degree, but the steps you are to take are there before you from time immemorial and the steps which you will trod afterwards are there.  Nothing is by chance.  But, those who treat their life right and live in a world of love and caring are those who plan ahead, their life will be made wonderful.  Remember when you look out at the star lit sky at night, that all those little dots up there are very active, very busy. There are some which are dead, the earth underneath is dead, not working, it will not go on and will gradually fall apart but there is a great many, a great many, out there that contain life, life with thinking people, life sending love forth.  Yes, there is love raining down from the sky to you, reach up and catch it and hold it and say we love you everybody.  Life is wonderful good by.