Is God he or she? How can you prove that?

To rest in the Bosom of the Infinite is an utter impossibility. Nothing is ever at rest, not for an instant. Rest would be utter oblivion—or annihilation. There is no rest anywhere in Nature―or all its vast and countless systems of worlds. Not an atom of matter is ever at rest. Not a spark of spirit. 

Not a thing that lives—or moves—or has a being. Not a flower, leaf, tree, twig. Not a world that rolls through space. Not a spirit. Not an angel. Not God—God is all. So you perceive by this that a Spirit-life cannot rest. It must forever go on.

Neither can it return to any former estate, no more than a human being can return backward day-by-day to youth, childhood and infancy.

A day—or a week once past can never be lived over again except in memory. They have left their impress forever upon the soul who has lived them, which once developed can under no circumstance become undeveloped―

I was now developed as a large, spiritual entity, having cast aside my covering of coarser matter―I still had a covering of matter, but it was extremely spiritualised and refined, and Nature still forced me onward, no return, no going back—I was not to be any other person through the eternal ages but just myself.

And now there came a soft whisper within my inner consciousness―Are you a woman complete within yourself? Is there nothing lacking? Do you feel that you are whole and perfect?

And I saw written in the ether before me, as in letters of fire, And they twain shall be one flesh―And they twain shall be one. Let us make man in our image. Male and female created He them―or, as it should read, male and female were they created. And they twain are one.