Angels' Diary—Transition

Accept our offering from above,

Written in the name of Love.

May it go forth and bear good seed

To darkened homes and souls in need.

May it point the way that leads to light,

Filling men's souls with Godly might.

And some day in the courts divine

The book’s good work a gem shall shine.

Spirit authors, Effie M. Shirley, and her brother, Charles Samson

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In Angels’ Diary and Celestion Study of Man, the writers of this book, Effie M. Shirley, and her brother, Charles Samson, inscribe to their mother, J. A. Seeds Samson Lender, the beautiful and instructive messages of this book. Bearing their message of hope, cheer and encouragement, the spirit authors entreat the book's readers to take to your souls its heaven-born message and profit by its teachings—teachings that remove the sting of death, giving in its place the glorious reality of life beyond the grave. Learn from its pages that life upon the physical plane is but a shadow of the glorious life beyond. Learn that the change called Death is but the stepping-stone to higher and grander truths than those upon the physical plane. Learn that death is but the gateway where we lay our burdens down to take up a grand work in Heaven.

Look up and into your own souls,
And there commune with God, 
The Creator and Giver of all life. 

Read the heavenly message, they entreat, for our loved ones have passed to that higher school of Universal Love and Progression. In that life of glorious possibilities, our souls will unfold like a beautiful flower in the light of divine love. The little child who has flown like a bird from the home nest shall be led by guardian angels in the heavenly land safe from the trials and temptations from the material world and when its mother beholds it in the years to come it will be no longer a child but a being glorious in beauty and strength, an angel of immortality.

Angels’ Diary

It must have been last night that I passed from earth and now today I am in this strange and wonderful place that charms me with its harmony, peace and beauty. In the world where I dwelt but yesterday it was cold and cloudy and the ground was carpeted thickly with snow. Today is summer, flowers are blooming everywhere, the air is sweet with fragrance and countless numbers of birds are flitting from tree to tree singing their songs of gladness. How strange it all seems. Shall I wake up presently and find that I have been dreaming? I hope not. I think of the dear ones that I left behind—are they grieving for me, I wonder. Oh! if they could but know of the beautiful country that is now my abode.

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What strange sensations were mine as I was passing from my physical body. It seemed as though I was being gradually lifted out of a case in which I had been placed and all the while it was as though I was passing under the influence of some anaesthetic. Then the next thing I knew, I felt something snap and I stood outside of my material body that was now dead to the world. I was clothed in soft white garments and my long black hair fell far over my robe. There was a sense of buoyancy in my limbs that I had not felt since I was a little child. This was certainly interesting and I longed to investigate what was before me. I was soon floating away to where I knew not. I only knew that I felt strong, well and happy to be freed from pain. I could see many strange and beautiful sights as I floated through the air. One beautiful being that accompanied me told me that she was my guardian spirit and had been with me ever since I came into the world. The air seemed to be filled with angels and spirits; some were going to the earth upon various missions, others were returning to the heavenly and spiritual world. The atmosphere was filled with flowers, trees and various forms of vegetation, the spiritual parts of flowers, trees and foliage of the material plane. I wanted to stop and examine everything that I saw but as this would require too long a time, I interested myself in taking glimpses of the things that we passed.

I could not measure the time, for to spiritual eyes there was no darkness, except once, and that was when we passed through the section that divides the spiritual from the material world. For a while, there was nothing, absolutely nothing, and then we emerged into a beautiful region. The scenery was the most beautiful that I ever beheld, quite different from anything I had ever seen in material life. Presently we came to a region where the road branched off in two directions. I then learned that one road led to the spiritual world and the other to the heavenly regions. That which led to the heavenly realms was the more beautiful of the two, but no soul upon his first journey to the spiritual realms could pass over the path that leads to heaven—that was reserved for those who had progressed, developed and unfolded to the state of angelhood. Over its entrance gleamed a beautiful gateway that seemed to be inlaid or studded with different coloured stars and overhead in letters of fire gleamed these words—

Lay down your burdens, ye who enter here.

How interesting it was to watch the people who passed on their way to the spirit world—such a stream of them, men, women and children, and all seemed to be so strong and well. The country over which I passed was very fertile. Flowers and foliage seemed to grow in abundance. The first sphere was much like the earth, only more highly spiritualised and those who dwell in this sphere had not outgrown their material desires, therefore, this first sphere has been created in a way to produce harmony. Those who live there must be taught and helped to progress; after they had learned the lessons of the first sphere and were desirous of improvement, they could pass into the second sphere. I found as I journeyed on, objects and conditions seemed to improve; things became more beautiful, the climate was milder and more perfect. In the lower sphere there was some degree of heat and cold and some darkness but these conditions gradually passed away; in the fourth sphere there was a perfect climate. The fifth sphere was my destination. I found a beautiful home awaiting me there, more beautiful than anything I had ever dreamed of while upon this material plane.

I longed to investigate this new and wonderful life and, as I look out from the home to which I came only last evening, my thoughts are filled with wonder and delight. The dear little brother who passed to spirit life before I was born, I have met. He has grown into a fine, manly fellow. I think how proud his mother would be if she could see him. I believe that I shall spend many pleasant hours with him. Conditions seemed so wonderful and strange, I can but marvel at the wisdom of the Creator in designing such a grand and beautiful world for His children after their trials upon the material plane. It seemed odd but I have as yet seen no darkness in this beautiful sphere; everything seems tinted in soft lights, yet there is no sun, moon or stars.

My spiritual home is formed of spiritual material and is a brownish-pink in colour. It is large and imposing, set in the midst of tall trees, terraced banks and beautiful flower gardens. The interior is in keeping with the grandeur of the exterior. The rooms contain many new and wonderful things that I never saw or dreamed of before. I have discovered that in this world we do not sleep and never become weary or tired.

As I sit here in this wonderful home my mind turns to the dear ones I have left on earth. What would they think, I wonder, could they see me here? I think that they would be surprised.

I must go soon to the earth plane to see my little children. They will not realise that I have left them. They are hardly old enough as yet.

It seems so strange to see my thoughts produce themselves in indelible form upon sheets of spiritual paper, formed from flowers. Just to think that by the action of my own thought, I can produce a book. Well, there are many strange and wonderful things before me. I long to know more of this wonderful life. The dear brother is coming presently to take me to a beautiful affair that is going on somewhere in this grand world. I am so enraptured with the thought and am so anxious.