Angels' Diary—Heavenly Mansion

Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love Him. But God hath revealed them unto us by His Spirit.

St Paul

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It was certainly very delightful to be the honoured guest in such beautiful company. It seemed to me that I had never been quite so happy.

The liquid and fruit that I tasted filled me with a new sensation that I had never experienced before.

I was continually wondering what new surprise awaited me. I could see a soft and beautiful light emanating from the persons about me. I learned that it was the electric ether showing the spirituality of the individuals, the light surrounding some being more than that of others. The spiritual food I learned did not build up any portion of the spiritual body; it only helped to increase the higher vibrations, making the individual more spiritual.

A procession composed of tiny angels wearing flower robes and bearing festoons of flowers was very pretty indeed. I thought of the mothers whose little children had been taken to this beautiful world and it seemed to me that if they only knew they would not grieve so much for their little ones.

There in the beautiful grove I took in the grand picture before me—the white-robed angels in their flowing hair and white, cloud-like garments; the little children floating, gliding through the air and showering down their armfuls of fragrant flowers; then the soft-tinted light that shone upon the scene, changing continually to the most beautiful colours, many of which I had never beheld before. Such peace, such harmony seemed to abound and the dear brother whispered to me, Sister, you have heard of that peace that passeth understanding—it is that which you experience now; it is the peace of heaven which the world cannot give. It seemed so delightful to be in the midst of such beautiful scenery and pleasant company and feel that time was not passing and one would not have to think of some duty that might call him away.

After delightful music, vocal and instrumental, and several interesting talks by different members of the company, all were invited to meet in the palatial home of Joseph Samson. This was a palace of grandeur, a short distance from the grove where the festivities had been held. The building itself appeared to be formed of white crystal with soft light over it like the colours of an opal. There were no doors to the building but it was a very easy matter to glide in through the walls. The interior of the mansion exceeded my brightest dreams or imaginings of palatial grandeur. Down the centre of the building was a long archway about fifty feet wide and a marble fountain in the form of an angel throwing up sprays of fragrant coloured water. Red lotus flowers were growing in the basin of the fountain and gorgeous hue butterflies and birds of brilliant plumage were fluttering about like flashes of brilliant light.

The long archway itself seemed to be formed of electricity. I learned that the occupants of this delightful mansion were ancestors of my father and had been many years in the heavenly world and were very highly spiritualised individuals. Upon either side of the archway just mentioned were pictures upon the crystal walls, many of which I could not understand. They did not appear to be paintings, for they kept changing to different scenes. As I was trying to fathom the mystery, a scholarly-looking angel in a white tunic belted at the waist said to me, Think of something that you would like to see reproduced. I thought at once of the dear mother far away upon the earth plane and, lo, her picture in life-size appeared upon the crystal walls. This was something very novel and new to me and for quite awhile I interested myself in producing pictures.

As I said before, I saw pictures that I could not understand; they were the thoughts and soul pictures of the spiritual beings who passed through this place, many of whom had been developing and unfolding for thousands of years. It occurred to me that one should be very careful of his thoughts and train himself to high and lofty ideas.

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It was delightful to be privileged to enter such a place. It seemed to me that I must be worthy or I would not be permitted but still I could not but wonder how one who had so lately passed from earth with naturally many weaknesses should be privileged to meet here with such highly developed beings.

After passing through the long archway we came to the gallery of art where there are works of art from many of the great masters—Michael Angelo, Murillo and others who had never lived upon the material plane. Never in my life had I looked upon such magnificent works of art. The paintings had been produced upon the walls and were not hung there. About each picture were brilliant stars of different colours and these made a sort of frame to the picture as well as showed it in its proper light; some pictures requiring a blue light, others rose colour and still others a soft, mellow, yellow light. What a place this is for the lover of art. I thought to myself how happy must have been the artist who was privileged to produce the work of his soul amid such peace and exquisite harmony.

One picture that I admired very much was entitled the Eternal Judgment, showing the love of God. It seems that Michael Angelo, while he was on earth, painted a masterpiece at Rome entitled the Last Judgment. In that picture he depicted the wrath of God upon the Day of Judgment. After Angelo passed to the spiritual world he saw that he had made a mistake in painting his Last Judgment and so whenever he might be permitted in the homes of heaven he produced a heavenly masterpiece showing the love and compassion of God for his weak and erring children. I must not take too long a time in describing the pictures, for there were many of them, many thousands in fact and it would be impossible to enumerate them all.

Leading out from this gallery of art were the rainbow rooms. These rooms were arranged in the form of a rainbow, being formed of the colours violet, indigo, blue, green, yellow, orange and red. The violet room was inlaid with amethysts. They were set so closely together as to form a broad arch of solid amethysts. The next room was set with dark blue jewels, having the shape of diamonds. The third room was of light blue jewels. The fourth was of emeralds. The fifth of yellow topaz. The sixth of a deep orange jewel whose name I did not know and the seventh was farmed of garnets and rubies. The interior of each of these rooms was of the same colour as the exterior and beautiful jewels shed their light upon the articles to be found in these rooms. What a wonderful home this is.

I was continually wandering what new wonder was to appear before me. The music room and concert hall were very inspiring with the tones of soft, melodious music vibrating frequently, with no hands touching the instruments. I learned that one had but to sing an air to himself and immediately the vibration would be produced upon the delicate-toned instruments and they played music sweeter, softer and finer than any ever heard upon an instrument of earth. I began to see now the wonderful powers of the spiritual mind, unhampered by the physical.

I was interested in the Scientific Laboratory of this magnificent home. Here all the wonders of science were made clear; electricity was explained and how it works; the difference between magnetism and electricity; how inspiration was given to a material brain by an angelic being; the birth and evolution of a thought; gravitation and many, many things that I cannot explain in writing. Many scientists of heaven were gathered in this laboratory and when they had worked out some wonderful idea they immediately took it to the earth plane and gave it to Tesla, Flammarion, Edison or some other inventor by way of inspiration. It was certainly very wonderful to learn of the many forms of electricity. I saw many scientific problems worked out successfully that the material world will not be ready for for many a day. It seemed that I spent days in that delightful home but there was nothing to indicate the flight of time—no weariness, no darkness or no hunger. It was certainly very delightful. It was like a vivid, beautiful dream. The people that I met inspired me with their intellectual force and spiritual ability. It will certainly be very helpful to me, I thought, to have had this experience. One other very interesting room contained collections gathered from the higher spheres, many of which I have never formed the slightest conception of before. Later on in my writings I will explain this celestial room.