See yourself for who you truly are.

See yourself for who you truly are.

If we could transmit to you just one per cent of God's pure love for you, you would never doubt yourselves again―

You would flourish in greatness―

Each breath touched by a miracle―

Each winking of the eye expressed in greatness.

John L. Payne, Omni Reveals the Four Principles of Creation, 2001, Findhorn Press, United Kingdom, Chapter 1, Who or What is Omni? 18

What is God's gift?

The gift of God in Christ.

You will never understand its magnitude—its selflessness—its essential Godlikeness. 

You cannot take it in. 

—Spirit Zodiac, the Christ Messenger

You reflect that which is divine.

The greater Light, shining on the smaller light, enables that smaller light to cast out rays of beauty, and these, according to the Light, which shines upon it, are able to reflect that which is divine.

―Zodiac, the Christ Messenger

I am so happy my soul expands in love.

I am so happy my soul expands in love.

Realise that life is more than meets the eye.

Keep an open mind.

Realise that life is more than meets the eye.

What are accomplished in the soul?

The lessons you learn are accomplished in the soul. 

You need knowledge—

You were sent to the earth to learn your lessons—

Later, return to the astral and express what you have learned. 

The spirit rules supreme. 

You will develop there. 

You are an expression of God's soul. 

Everywhere is God's spirit. 

He is supreme and everlasting light. 

The astral is symbolic of God's body and His organs. 

You are like unto God.

Return to a life of faith.

Return to a life of faith—

Rest in the conscious nearness and friendship of the Infinite Spirit, knowing that God is not afar off, but nearer than the closest friend, and that nothing is so abiding sure, as His love and providential care.

You must give that which you cherish most.

You must give that which you cherish most—yourself, your ideas, your privacy, your sacred reserves—

All with love.

Never curse any man.

Jesus said—

Whatever you bless on earth shall be blessed, and whatever you curse shall be cursed.  

Just as bad thoughts are infectious, and good ones healing, never curse any man, but bless always, and blessings will return to you.

Hold a vision of what you can become.

Reach upwards towards your highest dreams and vision of yourself.

Hold a vision of your greater self. Hold a vision of what you can become—a vision of love, health and well-being, abundance, and the knowledge that you are creator—that you create your own reality. Seek your higher good and expect nothing in return. 

Johan L. Payne, Omni Reveal the Four Principles of Creation, 2001, Findhorn Press, Scotland, UK, Chapter 1, Who or What is Omni? 17-8

You are literally what you think!

You are literally what you think, your character being the complete sum of all your thoughts.

Do you have courage enough?

You are invited to be courageous enough to explore, and examine this new understanding, and if it aligns with your inner truth, and knowing, to enlarge your belief system to include it.

Neale Donald Walsch,The New Revelations, A Conversation with God,  Hodder & Stoughton, 2002, Chapter 21, 225

I have courage enough.

 

Where does the soul go after death?

Where does the soul go after death?

Spirit Samuel Bowles describes his entrance into spirit life—

As life faded out, and I was gradually losing hold of the old body, what had before been an intense pain in my chest, slowly changed to a sensation of heaviness. 

There was no inclination to throw off the incubus that weighed me down. The sobs in the room and the low tones were like far-away murmurs.

My busy brain, in a few moments, brought up the vivid scenes of my life—its early struggles, its later successes—

All were like a panorama, spread out before me. I knew that what had been called the King of Terrors was with me, but I felt no fear.

Gradually, the scenes in the room receded far away. The efforts of the old form for breath seemed like some other person beside myself. 

And then the loved ones of my childhood days were around me, with bright faces, holding out their arms and beckoning me over. 

A sensation then came to me that I was rising up out of myself, and from over the old head, there was another head that thought and saw!

Spirit Samuel Bowles (through the mediumship of Carrie E. S.Twing (Carolinn Edna Skinner), Experiences of Samuel Bowles in Spirit Life (Or, Life As He Now Sees It from a Spiritual Standpoint), 1881, The Star Publishing Company, Massachusetts, U. S. A., Paper First, His Entrance upon Spirit Life, 1

You determine your own line of future action.

You determine your own line of future action, inasmuch, as you decide what condition of life you will exist in by the direction of your aspirations. 

If you are one who is always aspiring to be better than you are, you will inevitably become so on the principle that prayer or willpower is the operative influence, which shapes your future career. 

So; on the other hand, if you are one who is content through life to remain what you are, you will never rise into any other position until new thoughts and aspirations are quickened into being by contact with life in the next world.

Is it best to call down all your past Karma?

Is it best to call down all your past Karma, so that you can wipe it out in one life?

It is a great mistake to demand that you have all your Karma given to you in one life. 

It is just as great a misunderstanding of the Divine Law and just as wrong as to try to eat at one meal all the food needed for a week. 

The great angelic Lords of Karma apportion to each Soul exactly what each Soul is able to bear and work out advantageously in each life. 

Yet the Law is that if you demand and insist, you must be allowed to have your demand, and by the sad experiencing of that for which you are not prepared or able to use, learn your lessons just as you would learn through indigestion not to eat all the food in sight. 

But you need not have gone through the suffering had you been willing to accept what the Law had apportioned to you.

If you ask for all your Karma to be precipitated, the great load is poured out upon you before you are strong enough to cope with it and you are forced to admit your weakness and turn to the Great Law for help, for you have tried to do in one life that which should have been spread out over many lives as you were ready to work it out constructively and harmoniously. Moreover, by making the demand, you have made more Karma.

In a sense, such a demand is an impertinent and conceited rebuke to the great Lords of Karma, for it assumes that Their judgment as to what is best for you is inferior to your own. 

Also, if your entire time and attention is taken up in fighting and being pushed to the utmost to bear that which was not assigned to you, you have little time and strength left to cultivate the positive qualities of love and joy or to help others. 

Yet in this world of sorrow and trouble, it is most important that these qualities be definitely cultivated and lifted up and radiated, especially by those who are at all advanced and to whom others may look for help and guidance and example and thus make the world a little less like a purgatory. 

Therefore, you make a great mistake when you try so to fill your life with negative Karma to be redeemed that you make your life joyless.

You will thus see that very often when you think yourself the least selfish, you are in reality manifesting but a higher sort of selfishness and a sort of personal pride in the amount of suffering you are able to bear. 

If you do not care for worldly things, and it is no deprivation to do without them—hence it is no sacrifice—yet all the time you are ardently desiring other possessions, personal powers, and so on, can you not see that when you demand the thing you desire most, you are asking for the gratification of your own wishes just as much as if they were for material possessions while you should be joyously and happily taking what your Father sees is best and asking daily for strength and wisdom to utilise it wisely and learn its lessons? 

When you strive to make the Divine Will your will, you have the strength to meet and conquer all things and are never overwhelmed.

You cannot expect supernatural help to bear burdens, which the Great Law never intended you should bear in one life. 

You have many important things to learn and do in life besides bearing burdens and suffering. And sometimes, it is more difficult to turn your mind away from yourself and your woes and be joyful and radiate happiness than it is to crucify yourself, for you have to be very far advanced indeed to hang upon the cross and still radiate joy to the world instead of suffering and agony.

Journey to the Land of the Great King

The Story of the Great King

—Spirit Hans Christian Andersen 

NOW, I will tell you a little story. 

Once upon a time, there was a poor young man who lived in a distant city. His father was poor, and his mother was poor, but they were industrious, and though they lived in a little room in a large city, they loved Nature; and of the crumbs from their frugal repast, the son scraped and fed the little birds that came to their window and lived on their housetop.

Any green plant or shrub he could get, he would foster, and it would grow beneath his loving care, for his heart was in sympathy with Nature.

Well; this young man, sitting alone at his work, would see the most beautiful visions, which would fill his soul with gladness, so he could not but speak of what he saw. 

The neighbours, learning this, would gather around him to hear him talk and describe the lovely, though invisible, scenes.

In the course of time, boys and girls from far and near would come to hear his talk, and the rich ones brought him presents so that he need no longer work at his lowly trade but could spend all his time describing his wonderful visions.

As wealth came to him, he grew stronger, and his voice became more powerful; after a time, he left his humble home and set out to visit strange cities.

Wherever he went, he told his wondrous tales, and the people flocked about him and took him to their homes and loaded him with presents and he grew daily more and more prosperous. 

But all this time, he had not forgotten his sweet teacher, Nature, nor the Great Father who had given him eyes to see the glorious sun and the moon and trees and flowers and the fruitful earth and a heart to feel, love and sympathise with the troubled, the heartbroken, and the unfortunate!

He had many friends. 

Kings and queens invited him to sit at their table and he ate and drank with nobles. 

But of all the people around him, he loved best little children because they were simple and truthful and they returned his love; they followed him wherever he went so that he was never alone.

But as days and years passed, while he sang and told his strange stories, he began to grow old and his voice failed him.

Then word came from the King of a distant land that he must forsake all of his friends, lay aside his wealth and honours, and go and dwell with him.

Now, this King was represented to him as a dreadful being who had two places to which he consigned all those unwary travellers who ventured to visit him. 

One place was a dreadful lake of the flaming liquid pitch into which he delighted to thrust those who displeased him, and the other was a place where they all sat and sang triumphal hymns over those poor tortured beings.

In such dread was this King held by the people of the surrounding countries that they put on long robes of black and covered their faces with heavy veils and hung from their hats long streamers of black crape to denote the sorrow and woe they experienced when the summons came from this inexorable King for their friends to visit his dreaded and unknown Kingdom.

This poor man, to whom the earth was so lovely, and whose friends were so kind, and who had beguiled so many with his stories, could not beguile this mighty King. 

He had to comply with his orders and go empty-handed into the strange country.

He had to lay aside, the fine suits of clothes he had acquired. 

He looked with longing eyes at the books of his library, wishing he could pack them in his trunk and take them with him, but the messengers denied his request, for no one is permitted to take anything with him to that great King's kingdom!

All that he had accumulated in his years of toil—his birds and flowers, his money in the bank, his possessions, which he had gained by care and industry, he was forced to leave.

So he took a sad farewell from his friends and looked his last on the cheerful sun and started forth on his lonesome voyage.

It was dark at first, the air was thick with gloomy mist, and the wind blew, but he said to himself—

I will keep up my courage, for it cannot be, but that the All-Wise One who superintends the heavens and the earth and who protects the little flowerets so that they grow up sheltered amid the storms of winter by the side of the rocks—it cannot be, but that He will protect me.

Thus encouraging himself, he pursued his solitary way, which he thought would be exceedingly long. 

While thinking thus, he suddenly saw before him, not far distant, a city glowing in a light like that of the setting sun. 

As he gazed at it, he realised it to be the city of the fierce King; when suddenly, there emerged from the avenue of trees that fringed its borders, a gay party of little children who were dressed in all the charming colours of the blossoms that grow in the fields, and carried with them, in their hands, and crowning their heads, the most wonderful flowers that were ever seen!

Smilingly, they approached him, and some of the tallest among them stepped from among the others, and running to him, lifted up their rosy lips to him and kissed the wayworn traveller, saying to him—

Thou art Hans Christian Andersen. We know thee! Come see what a beautiful garden we have made for thee.

And as they ceased speaking, the others circled around him, and, having grasped his hands and kissed his lips, led him away to the entrance of the shining city.

Lo! there stood a garden, surrounded by hedges of what appeared to be roses, which were in full bloom and filled the air with their fragrance,  and as he stopped to admire the flowers, the children cried—

Come; come, dear friend, and see what else we have for thee, and they led him within to a lovely cream-coloured house with a verandah on all sides and vines clustering and creeping up to the very windows! 

Just such a house as he had seen in his visions long days ago!

When he told them this, they clapped their hands with expressions of pleasure, and then led him within to an apartment where were arranged tastefully on shelves familiar books that almost seemed to be the identical books he had left behind him so sorrowfully when he set out to visit the wonderful King.

From this, the room of books, they led him to a friendly little salon on the opposite side, called the room of friendship, where, on a round table, were placed the most beautiful dishes imaginable, cups and saucers, and plates so delicately tinted and painted, they looked like the petals of some flowers.

Still, they proceeded on to a much larger room. This was called the room of song. There, he beheld his favourite instruments of music—his flute, violin, and piano, and as he was looking with wonderment at them, he heard a great sound without—hundreds of voices rising in a song of welcome!

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So exalted he became with joy and gratitude that tears rained down from his eyes and blinded him, and the children gathered around him brought him a chair covered with soft cushions and seated him, so that he might listen and enjoy the music.

The song rose higher and higher, and as he listened, he heard that it celebrated his arrival. 

Oh; what music was there! 

All the sweet sounds he had heard from his boyhood to manhood were like gross mutterings compared with this ravishing melody.

When the song was complete, the singers entered, and lo! among them were friends of his boyhood and manhood, dear people who had started long before him to obey the mandate of the stern King to visit his unknown Kingdom.

Oh; who can tell what greetings of joy arose when he met his long-lost friends and relatives. 

When their emotions could be controlled, they sat down around him and told him about the Great King—how that he was a Good King; how he cared for everyone who visited his land and that the dangerous lake was but a fable, like the fables of old; such as sailors,  in earlier days, were wont to enliven their countrymen with.

 

They told him that the only lakes to be seen were the crystal streams, whose refreshing waters revivified the dwellers of that fairy-like land. 

They told him also that the Great King was invisible to them, but that they felt him in the balmy air, and that they recognised his presence in the song, and they felt his goodness by his ministering spirits—by the benevolence and goodness displayed around them in his kingdom, whereby a home was provided for the meanest voyager from earth to his country, for the humblest found a home and friends awaiting him.

And when they had finished their conversation, the beautiful children passed cups around to the vast company, filled with the most delicious beverage that lips ever tasted and plates of fruit such as Eden never grew in her favoured soil—for the richness and flavour and colour of the fruit of this marvellous Kingdom surpassed everything dreamed of.

And this ends the story of Spirit Hans Christian Andersen's journey to the Land of the Great King.

Adapted from The Next World—Fifty-six communications from eminent historians, authors, legislators, etc. now in spirit-life communicated through the mediumship of Susan G. Horn,  1890, James Burns (published before 1923 and now in the public domain), London. Illustrations—The Work of God's Children—Free public domain Catholic pictures and free pictures of God's Creation