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The beginning of a new era
A message to a globalized world (Part I) Leon Denis
Let the past go
To know as we ought to know Emmanuel The Astral City - A story of a doctor's odyssey in the Spirit World Andre Luiz, through Francisco C Xavier Chapter 5 & 6. Also available at here or here .
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T S Elliot ("Little Gidding")
Dear friends of GEAE,
So we are at
the beginning of a new century. A year that for
many represents the beginning of a new era. The
epoch we live (let us write a few lines as a registration for the
future generations to come...) is one of negation. Negation of
man's power (please, understand me well, I talk
about humankind) since Nature still is a big
surprise and science has show we aren't
invencibles. Negation of man's future - as it is largely supposed that
nobody has come to tell us what is beyond - and therefore
the "let-us profit-the-day-before-it's-too-late" is the role of the
hour. Negation of man's past values (what is the use of they today?)
which are being constantly deceived by lack of self understanding
and the
arising of
new though less poetical ones.
Is this a transitory epoch? We dare not say yes because many before us could have said exactly the same. In fact we believe we live the apex of materialism in so far as there is a generalized idea that the most important questions for the human being are unsolvable by definition. The hope is that, for many, religion is returning as an important private undertaking, in the real meaning of the concept.
For those who have kept the faith in the future life, it is the forecast of a new humankind.
In this issue, we present an interesting text written by Leon Denis (the famous apostle of Spiritism) originally entitled "the moral crisis". It is specially intriguing since Denis was concerned about the state of negation of his time (the beginning of 1900) which is very similar to ours. His words (although written in an old way) seem to have been written just a couple of days ago and address present society. We continue our regular edition of "Astrak City" with chapters 5 abd 6. Finally, we bring two special messages by Ella Wilcox (1918) and by our spirit friend Emmanuel.
Let us keep the hope alive in the beginning of this new calendar journey.
Peach to all
GEAE Editors
A
MESSAGE TO A GLOBALIZED WORLD (PART I)
Leon Denis
It is manifest, as we have endeavoured to show, that the great world of thought is divided between two inimical and contradictory schools. Viewed in this light, our epoch is one of trouble and transition. Religious faith has grown lukewarm and the broad principles of the philosophy of the future are apparent as yet but to a very few minds.
The present age is certainly a mighty one as reckoned by the sum of progress accomplished. With its powerful appliances modern civilization has transformed the earth's surface: by lessening space it has brought the nations nearer together. Education has been generalized and institutions have been improved. Right has replaced privilege and liberty triumphs over the spirit of routine and authority. A great battle is being waged between a past that strives against death, and a future that struggles to be born. Stimulated by this struggle the world is restive and pushes onward: an irresistible impulse urges it on, and the road traversed and the results accomplished lead us to presage still more brilliant achievements.
If, however, the physical and intellectual progress which have been realized are truly remarkable, on the other hand, moral progress is nil. As regards this, the world seems rather to be retrograding: men are so feverishly absorbed by politics, by industrial and financial enterprises, that they sacrifice spiritual welfare to material ease.
If civilization dazzles us by the display of some magnificent achievements, like everything human, it has its dark side. Certainly, it has, in a measure, improved the conditions of life, but in satisfying, it has increased the requirements of man: in whetting his desires and appetites, it has stimulated his sensuality and depravity. The craving for pleasure, luxury and wealth is growing ever more imperious. Man feels that he must acquire and possess, regardless of the cost.
This is the cause that has brought about those shameless speculations which are being constantly transacted in broad daylight. This is the cause of deterioration of character and conscience which we behold: of that fervent worship rendered to wealth, the golden calf whose altar has been erected where fallen divinities used to reign. Science and industry have a hundred fold increased the wealth of mankind, but this wealth has been of direct benefit but to a small portion of the masses. The livelihood of the poor is still precarious, and fraternity fills more space in oratory than in the heart. One can still starve in the streets of a wealthy capital. Factories and manufacturing centres have become hotbeds of physical and moral corruption: veritable infernos of labour.
Drunkenness, prostitution and debauchery everywhere spread their poison, checking life at its outset and impoverishing the generations to come: the newspapers vie with each other in the broadcast sowing of defamation and falsehood, while an unwholesome literature crazes the brain and impoverishes the soul.
Everyday chronicles fresh inroads of suicide and despair. In 1820 France recorded fifteen hundred suicides: today they number more than eight thousand. For lack of energy and moral sense, eight thousand beings each year are driven to abandon life's fruitful struggle and to seek relief in what they deem to be oblivion. The number of crimes and punishable offenses has increased threefold these last fifty years. In the ranks of condemned criminals the proportion of adolescents is considerable. Must be not attribute this state of things to environment, to the bad example set to children, to the weakness of parents and to the lack of family training? All this is true and here is more besides.
The evils we endure arise from the fact that notwithstanding the strides of science and the broadening of education, man still ignores himself. He knows little of the laws of the universe; he knows nothing of the forces that are within him. The "know thyself" of the Greek philosopher has remained a sterile appeal. The man of today wots no more than he of twenty centuries ago, whence he is come, whither he is bound, or what is the real object of his existence. No teaching has revealed to him an accurate idea of his function in this world, of his duties or of his destiny.
The human live undecidedly vacillates between the inducements proffered by two powers. On the on hand come the religions, followed by their pageant of error and superstition, their spirit of domination and intolerance, but attended likewise by the consolations of which they are the source, and such feeble glimpses of primordial truth as they still retain.
On the other hand stands science: materialistic in essence as in tendency, the embodiment of cold negation and unconciliating individualism; but followed also by a goodly retinue of substantial results and discoveries.
Such are the two giants : a religion without proofs, and a soulless science which confront, defy and contend with one another; and endless struggle, since each responds to an imperious craving in the heart and brain of man. And around these accumulate the ruins of wrecked hopes and shattered aspirations. Gracious feelings are dying out, discord and hatred are taking the place of peace and good-will.
In the perplexity of this confusion, conscience has lost its loadstar and its guide. Falteringly and haltingly it feels its way, often unable amidst the general uncertainty to distinguish the good from the bad. The moral dilemma of those unfortunate beings who are already bowed down by the burden of life, is made wellnigh intolerable by the limited choice offered as a reward for their sufferings. On the one hand, annihilation; on the other, an inaccessible paradise, or an eternity of torture.
What issue out of this labyrinth is there for mankind? There is but one way: to find a common ground where sentiment and reason, those two sturdy foes, may unite for the good and the salvation of men, for every man has within him these twin forces by whose dictation he, turn by turn, thinks and acts. Their accord imparts balance and harmony to his faculties, multiplies his powers of action and brings some rectitude and unity of effort into his life; whereas their discord leads to inevitable confusion. That which takes place in each of us is likewise manifest in society as a whole and cause the moral disorder which afflicts it.
That this conflict may cease, it is necessary that the eyes of all, great or small, rich or poor, men, women or children, should be open to the truth; that a new and universal teaching should come to enlighten all souls as to their origin, duty and destiny.
These are the all important truths which alone can serve as the foundation of the virile education that will render mankind truly strong and free. Their importance is paramount, as well for the individual whom they direct in his daily round of work, as for the social body whose institutions and relations they regulate. Man's conception of the universe and of its laws, of the part which he will be expected to enact upon this vast stage, affects his entire life and influences his every determination. According to the dictates of this conception, man plans his career and elects the goal for which he must strive. It is useless to endeavour to elude these problems: they impose themselves upon our minds, they dominate us, overcoming our reluctance by their greatness, in short they are the pivot on which hinges all civilization.
Every time that some fresh conception of life and the world penetrates into the human mind, it gradually passes from brain to brain, until all law, order and morality become impregnated with it.
The conceptions of Catholicism created the civilization of the Middle Ages, and moulded its feudal, monarchical and authoritative system. Then the reign of favouritism and privilege obtained on earth, as in heaven. These ideas still survive, although the modern world has no room for them. Unfortunately, although we have discarded the ancient beliefs, we have found nothing to substitute for them. Materialistic and atheistic positivism discerns nothing in life beyond a transient combination of matter and force: they are satisfied to attribute the titanic administration of the universe to the working of a witless mechanism, in which they can trace no token of justice, solidarity or responsibility. Such a point of view could not fail to cause a general relaxation of all social bonds, a pessimistic skepticism, a contempt of law and order, the tendency of which is nether ward.
Leon Denis
Extracted from the book "Here and
Hereafter", a translation by Geoge G Fleurot of "Apres la mort", Chapter
8, pp.96 ("The moral crisis"), published by Willian
Rider and Son, Limited. 1910.
LET
THE PAST GO
Ella Wheeler
Wilcox
Do not begin the New Year by recounting to yourself or others all your losses and sorrows.
Let the past go.
Should some good friend
present you with material for a lovely
garment, would you insult her by throwing it aside and describing
the beautiful garments you had worn out in past times?
The New Year has given you the fabric for a fresh start in life, why dwell upon the events which have gone, the joys, blessings and advantages of the past!
Do not tell me it is too late to be successful or happy. Do not tell me you are sick or broken in spirit, the spirit cannot be sick or broken, because it is of God.
It is your mind which makes your body sick. Let the spirit assert itself and demand health and hope and happiness in this New Year.
Forget the money you have lost, the mistakes you have made, the injuries you have received, the disappointments you have experienced.
Real sorrow the sorrow which comes from the death of dear ones, or some great cross well borne, you need not forget. But think of these things as sent to enrich your nature, and to make you more human and sympathetic. You are missing them if you permit yourself instead to grow melancholy and irritable.
It is weak and unreasonable to imagine destiny has selected you for special suffering.
Sorrow is no respected of persons. Say to yourself with the beginning of this year that you are going to consider all your troubles as an education for your mind and soul; and that out of the experiences which you have passed through you are going to build a noble and splendid character, and a successful career.
Do not tell me you are old.
Age is all imagination. Ignore years and they will ignore you.
Eat moderately, and bathe freely in water as cold as nature's rainfall. Exercise thoroughly and regularly.
Be alive, from crown to toe. Breathe deeply, filling every cell of the lungs for at least five minutes, morning and night, and when you draw in long, full breathes, believe you are inhaling health, wisdom and success.
Anticipate good health. If it does not come at once, consider it a mere temporary delay, and continue to expect it.
Regard any physical ailment as a passing inconvenience, no more. Never for an instant believe you are permanently ill or disabled.
The young men of France are studying alchemy, hoping to learn the secret of the transmutation of gold. If you will study your own spirit and its limitless powers, you will gain a greater secret than any alchemist ever held; a secret which shall give you whatever you desire.
Think of your body as the silver jewel box, your mind as the silk lining, your spirit as the gem. Keep the box burnished and clear of dust, but remember always that the jewel within is the precious part of it.
Think of yourself as on the threshold of unparalleled success. A whole, clear, glorious year lies before you! In a year you can regain health, fortune, restfulness, happiness!
Push on! Achieve, achieve!
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (around 1918)
Therefore, even now, the airplane bombards, the radio broadcasts messages of falsehood and death and the fuel feeds the machinery of aggression.
In the same way, individually, the person only cogitates to know and forgets that it is highly recommended to know suitably.
In our activities related to the Gospels, full attention is required in order to successfully perform the tasks appointed to us.
Some students of the Gospels wish to keep the revelation of the Heavens to impose it to their neighbors, they imagine to possess the gift of humbleness for the sake of annoying people, they declare themselves patients and upset their listeners, they call themselves believers and disperse someone else's faith, they exhibit titles of goodness and forget their private little tasks.
These friends in particular are those who sought to know but not as they ought to.
Those who really devise situations spiritually also help without offense, they become themselves better with no injury to others, they teach with no perturbation. They know as it is suitable to know and have learn to become useful. They use both silence and words, they locate the evil and the good, they identify light and darkness and distribute Christ's gifts. They are much informed about the Source of Eternal Wisdom and are attached to it like the perfect lamp to the power supply. Failure and triumph on the transitory plane of life hardly change their energies. These have managed to know as they should and use their knowledge conveniently.
Emmanuel
In "Fonte Viva", ed. by FEB. Psc.
F C Xavier. Trans.. by A L Xavier Jr.
A story of a doctor's odyssey in the Spirit World By Andre Luiz, through Francisco C Xavier CHAPTER 5 & 6. PDF version (~800Kb) available at http://www.geae.inf.br/htdocs/en/books/AstralCity.PDF and http://www.geocities.com/xavnet2/moral/Messa1.htm
(Translated from the 25th Portuguese edition entitled "Nosso Lar". First Portuguese edition published in 1944 by Federação Espírita Brasileira, Rio de Janeiro, RJ, Brazil.)
The question was put to me by a young man with a singularly kind expression. He smiled as he entered, carrying what looked like a large medical bag. I nodded that I was, and he introduced himself:
"I am Lysias, your brother. My director, Assistant Doctor Henry de Luna, has placed you under my care as long as you need treatment."
"Are you a medical assistant?" I asked.
"I am a visiting attendant in Health Service. As such, I not only help with the nursing but also go on rounds, alerting the doctors when help is needed, and attending to the needs of newly arrived patients."
Noting my interest, he went on:
"There are many such assistants here in the Astral City. Naturally, as a newcomer, you are still unaware of the extent of our activities. Just to give you an idea, there are over one thousand patients in this ward alone, and this is one of the smallest buildings in our hospital."
"This is truly wonderful!" I exclaimed.
Lysias, perceiving that I was about to continue repeating my praises, rose quickly from his chair and carefully began his examination.
"Your intestinal zone shows serious lesions and unmistakable signs of cancer, your liver is ruptured in several areas, and your kidneys evidence signs of premature failure. Do you know what that means?"
"Yes, the doctor explained it to me yesterday. These disturbances are all of my own doing..."
Noting my obvious embarrassment at this confession, he continued:
"In the group of eighty patients
under my care, fifty-seven are in the same condition as you.
Did you know that other patients arrive
mutilated? Those who have misused their sight arrive
without eyes? Others who have used the gift of agility in crime come
to us paralyzed or legless. Still others who have lived sexually depraved
lives enter
spirit life totally insane. "
"The Astral City is not a settlement of triumphant spirits, in the common sense of the word. We are happy because we have constructive work to do, and there is job in every corner of our Colony because the Lord blessed us with the opportunity to serve."
He paused briefly, and I exclaimed: "Please go on with your explanation, Lysias. I feel so peaceful and relieved. Isn't this a heavenly abode for the spiritual elect?"
Lysias smiled and answered: "Let's keep in mind the old teaching 'many are called but few are chosen'."
Gazing at the distant horizon, flooded with memories from his own past, he continued: "Many religions on Earth summon us to the Celestial Feast. No one who has once felt the existence of God can deny that in good conscience. Yes, many are called but few answer the call. Most of mankind accepts a different invitation instead. We waste our opportunities, straying from our chosen path, allowing our whims to rule our lives and thoughtlessly destroying our bodies. The ultimate result is that thousands of us leave the world in a state of confusion countless multitudes of insane, diseased and ignorant spirits wander as you did in the spirit spheres close to the Earth."
Seeing my astonishment, he inquired: "Did you believe that physical death brings us to miraculous places? We must work hard and perform difficult services to achieve spiritual growth. If we have debts on the planet we must inevitably return to repay them, regardless of the progress we have made, breaking the chains of hatred and replacing them with the sacred bonds of love. It wouldn't be fair to ask others to clear the field in which we ourselves have sown thorns. That is what is meant, my friend, by the saying 'many are called but few are chosen'. The Lord forgets no one, yet so few of us remember Him."
Confronted with the idea of individual responsibility, and remembering my own errors, I could not help but decry my perversity. But before I had time to vent my remorse my kind attendant lifted up his hand and spoke:
"Stop. Let us concentrate on the work to be done. Those who are sincerely repentant must learn to be silent and start anew."
He carefully proceeded with a magnetic treatment, and then, while treating the area around my lower intestines, he continued his explanation:
"Have you noticed the specialized treatment of your cancerous zones? You see, all honest work in the field of medicine is based on loving care, but the actual healing is left to the patient. You will be treated with great care, and will fell as fit as you did as a youth on Earth. You will work hard, and I believe you will become one of the best assistants in The Astral City.
However, the case of your infirmities will stay with you until you have eliminated all traces of your indiscretions and misuse of your health which still remain in your spirit-body. Our earthly body, so often misused, is given to us as a blessed instrument through which we can cure our spirit, if we dedicate ourselves to the task."
I meditate deeply on what I had just heard, thinking on the infinite mercy of God, and was moved to tears. Lysias calmly finished the day's treatment and the spoke:
"Tears are purifying medicine when they aren't caused by feelings of revolt. So cry, my friend, and ease your heart. Let us bless our physical body with its countless microscopic cells, so humble and precious, so detested yet so sublime for the service they render us. Without them, how many thousands of years we would spend wrapped up in the mists of ignorance."
Thus speaking, Lysias laid a gentle hand on my head and took his leave.
"How are you? A little better, I hope?"
Like any patient on Earth who suddenly finds himself the center of attention, I was moved to self-pity. Reverting to my old habit of abusing brotherly love, I began to complain:
"I do feel a little better, but I am still suffering a great deal. I hurt below my stomach and I feel a strange sense of anguish in my heart. My cross has been heavy, my friends; I never knew I could withstand so much suffering. Now that I can think clearly again, I feel sure that these trials have sapped all of my remaining strength."
Clarence listened attentively, not showing the least sign of impatience. He even seemed interested, and his attitude encouraged me to continue.
"Not only that, my moral sufferings are really indescribable! Now that the outside storm has subsided - thanks to the assistance I have received here I've had to face a storm within my soul. What has become of my wife and children? I wonder whether my eldest child, my only son, has followed the plans I made for him. And what about my dear daughters? And my wife, who was sure she would die of loneliness if we were ever parted, what of my wonderful wife? I can still feel her tears from my last moments on Earth."
"I can't say how long I've been living this nightmarish separation my continuous suffering has robbed me of all sense of time. Where is my poor wife? Weeping besides cold ashes? Or at the gates of death herself? What bitter sorrow! What a terrible fate for a man devoted to his family! Very few have gone through as much as I, I'm sure. Why, even on Earth I suffered years of vicissitudes, bitter disappointments and infirmities, and was granted only a few hours of happiness in return. Then I was subjected to painful physical death, followed by unceasing torture in spirit, and a never-ending succession of miseries and tears! Is there no meaning of attaining peace? As much as I may wish to adopt an optimistic attitude, I can't help feeling heavy-hearted and full of grief. What an unfortunate fate, generous benefactor."
By that time my feelings of self-pity had reached such proportions that my words gave way to tears. Clarence, however, rose calmly and asked simply:
"My dear friend, do you really seek your spiritual cure?"
I nodded in assent and he went on:
"Then learn not to speak so much of yourself and your sufferings.
Self-pity is a symptom of mental illness,
which is time consuming and difficult
to cure. It is imperative that you create new trains
of thought and control your words. The only way
to spiritual balance is to open your heart to de Divine Light.
If you consider the necessary effort to be an oppressive burden or see
the struggle for redemption as an imposition, it is a
sure sign of spiritual blindness.
The more you dwell on your own painful
experiences, the more you bind yourself to them. You can
be sure that the same Father whom shelters and watches over you will also
care for your loved ones on Earth. We should certainly
regard the family as a sacred institution, but always keep in
mind that it is just a small branch of the Universal
Family under the loving guidance of one Divine Father. You can count
on us to resolve your present problems and
sketch plans for your future, but neither you nor we have the time to waste
on your complaints. We in this colony accept the
hardest toil as a welcome opportunity for ascent, remembering while we
plod along, weighted down with debts, that Providence is unsurpassing
in its love. If you, too, wish to stay with us you must learn to think
properly."
Meanwhile my tears had dried. His words had brought me back to my senses. I was ashamed of my own weakness and I adopted a different attitude. "While in the flesh," continued Clarence, "didn't you compete for lucrative positions, knowing their advantages? Didn't you appreciate the legitimate means of increasing the welfare of your loved ones? Weren't you engaged in obtaining just fees in the interest of adding to the comfort and stability of your family? Here the program is the same; only the details differ. On Earth conventionalities and monetary gains are the ruling forces, whereas here we aim at constructive work with lasting benefits to the immortal spirit. We look on suffering as a means to enrich the soul, and on each suffering as a step towards our divine goal. Can you see the difference? Weak souls resist service and remain inactive, venting their complaints to all. Strong ones, though, accept the task given them as constructive steps on the path towards perfection. Mind you, no one will blame you for missing your earthly family or would ever think of extinguishing your source of sublime feelings. Nevertheless, you must remember that tears of despair help nothing. If you really love your Earthly family and wish to be useful to them, you must first accept your present condition cheerfully."
A long pause ensued. Clarence's advice has changed the current of my thoughts and I began to ponder on his wisdom. While I was still immersed in deep reflection, my benefactor, like a father who forgets the waywardness of his child and recommences a lesson with the same serenity, asked again with a bright smile: "Well, how are you now? A little better?
Pleased and comforted to feel I was forgiven, like a little boy anxious to learn, I replied:
"I am better now, to better understand the Divine Will."
In the next issue of "The Spiritist
Messenger" - Chapter 7 and 8.
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