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Extracts from the book
IN_THE GREATER WORLD
of the Brasilian wellknown medium Francisco
Candido Xavier - same medium as
the source of this book right and the film
some
similar book here
Peter Richelieu; A Souls Journey - on Afterlife and astral-trips at night we do
not remember
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By
the Spirit of
André Luiz |
Through medium Francisco Cândido Xavier
- almost 70years ago |
Ist
Electronic Edition by GEAE |
Translated from the 25th Portuguese
edition entitled “Nosso Lar” . First Portuguese edition published in
1944 by
FEDERAÇÃO ESPÍRITA BRASILEIRA.
Rio de Janeiro, RJ, Brazil. |
Revision and editing by Lauren Speeth Luczynski
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1st Electronic
Edition by Antônio Leite (New York, NY, USA) and GEAE (Advanced
Study Group of Spiritism)
Chapter 47
LAURA’S RETURN
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My
mother was not the only one preparing to return to the
physical sphere. Laura also found herself confronted with
this commitment. I learned that many workers in the colony,
especially those in the Ministries of Assistance and
Regeneration, were planning a farewell party, which was to
be held on the evening when the Accounting Department
presented her with her complete service card.
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It
is impossible to express in ordinary words the spiritual
significance of that little party. The family’s charming
residence wall music and light. Even the flowers seemed more
beautiful. Many families had come to salute their friend who
was about to depart. Most of the visitors left shortly after
presenting their farewell wishes. Laura’s more intimate
friends, however, remained until late that night. Thus I had
the opportunity to hear many wise and curious observations.
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Laura
seemed circumspect and grave. I saw that she was making a
great effort to join in the general optimism. In the crowded
living room she talked with the Accounting Department
representative:
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“I
don’t believe I’ll be staying form more than two days. I
have finished my conditioning at the Preparation Service and
at the Ministry of Elucidation.”
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With
a wistful look, she resumed:
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“As
you see, I am ready.”
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The
official, in a fraternal tone, spoke encouragingly:
wonderful to return to the physical world in your
circunstances. In a community of over a million people, you
have thousands and thousands of hours of useful service in
your favor. Besides, the children you are leaving here will
continue to be your greatest incentive.”
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“All that is indeed most comforting.”
She answered, unable to hide her deep concern. “Yet we
mustn’t forget that a reincarnation is always
an undertaking of the utmost importance. I know that
my husband has preceded me and my beloved children will be
my constant friends, yet...”
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“Come
now, don’t get caught up in conjecture!” Minister
Genesius interrupted, “We must put up our trust in Divine
Protection and in ourselves. Providence resources are
unlimited. We must break the dark glasses through which we
see the physical plane as a bitter exile. Don’t think of
possibilities of weakness; visualize only the probability of
success. Besides, it’s only fair for you to count on us,
your friends, a little. As far as ‘vibratory distance’
is concerned, we won’t be far away. Think of the joy of
helping old friends and of the sublime glory of being
useful.”
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Laura
smiled, and apparently more cheerful, remarked:
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“I
have enlisted the spiritual assistance of all my companions,
so that I may remain mindful of the lessons I have learned
here. I realized that the Earth is full of divine beauty.
It’s enough to remember that our Sun here is the same one
which shines on incarnate people. But, my dear Minister, I
fear the temporary oblivion that involves us like a dark
matter. Although they no longer hurt, the scars remain –
the slightest scratch would be enough to make them bleed
again.”
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The
Minister nodded understandingly and resumed:
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“I
am not ignoring what the shadows of the lower sphere
represent, but we must gather our courage and go on
resolutely. We’ll help you to work hard for the good of
others rather than for self satisfaction. Remember that the
greatest obstacle, now and always, is being caught up in the
insidious temptations of selfishness.”
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“Here, “ Laura continued wisely, “we can count
on the spiritual vibration of most of the colony’s
inhabitants, who live according to the teaching of the
Redeeming Gospel. Even though our weakness may creep up to the surface, we find our
defence in the very
atmosphere that surround us. On Earth, however, our good
resolutions are like a flickering flame in a immense see of
aggressive forces. “
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“Don’t
say that.” Answered the generous Minister. “You
mustn’t attach so much importance to the influence of the
lower zones – it would be the same as arming the enemy
against ourselves. The field of ideas is also a battlefield.
Any really constructive light we may kindle on Earth will
shine forever, for the hurricane of human passions can never
blow out a single one of God’s lights.”
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Our
hostess seemed deeply impressed by the Minister’s words.
She radically changed her mental attitude and spoke
cheerfully:
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“I
am sure that your visit was providential. I need your
exhortation to help me summon up all my energies. You are
right, our mental zone is a constant battlefield. We must
chase evil and darkness out of ourselves, dislodging them
and not letting them assume the importance they always
claim. Yes, I see it clearly now.”
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With
a pleased smile, Genesius added:
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“Remember
that, within our own individual world, each idea works as if
it were a separate entity. When we nourish the elements of
good, we work for our own happiness, because they will
develop into our defense. On the other hand, when we
cultivate any element of evil, we work to construct a secure
base for our enemies.”
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As
the Minister stopped speaking, the Accounting Department
official remarked:
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“We
must remember that Laura is returning to the Earth endowed
with extraordinary spiritual credit. This very morning the
Governor’s secretary sent a note to the Ministry of
Assistance recommending that the reincarnation experts
should take the utmost care in dealing with the genetic
background selected to shape our sister’s new body.”
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“Oh yes,” she said, “I asked for it
so that I might not be too much affected by the laws of
heredity. I have been rather concerned about the blood.”
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“And
notice, “ continued the official, “that your merit here
is great indeed. The Governor himself saw to the measures to
be taken in your case.”
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“So
don’t worry, my dear friend, “Genesius exclaimed with a
smile. “You’ll be assisted by numerous friends and
companions, all working for your welfare.”
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“Thank
God.” Laura exclaimed, comforted, “Your words have done
me so much good. Now I know I needed to hear you.”
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Lysias
and his sisters, now including the kind and generous
Thereza, showed their sincere joy at their mother’s change
in attitude.
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“My
mother needs to forget her preoccupations.” Remarked the
devoted medical attendant. “After all, we aren’t going
to stay here doing nothing.”
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“You
are right. “ She agreed. “I’ll cherish hope, and will
trust in the Lord and in all of you.”
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For
the rest of the evening, the conversation generated
confidence and optimism, and the return to Earth was
discussed as a blessed opportunity to redeem old debts and
learn new lessons. As I took my leave late in the evening,
Laura said:
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“I
hope to see you again tomorrow evening, André. We are
holding a little intimate gathering. The Ministry of
Communication has promised us a visit from my husband.
Although he is already bound by physical ties, he’ll be
brought here with the aid of some good friends. Furthermore,
I’ll be saying goodbye to you all. Please be sure to
come.“
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I
thanked her with emotion, and tried hard to keep back the
premature tears at the departure of my kind friend.
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Chapter 48
THE HOME PRAYER MEETING
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A
Spiritist would not be surprised at what I saw in Lysias’
home, but to me it was a new and interesting experience.
Over thirty people were gathered in he spacious living room.
The arrangement of furniture was simple. Comfortable arm
chair were placed in rows of twelve in front of a platform,
where Minister Clarence, who presided over the ceremony, and
Laura and her children all sat. About twelve feet away stood
a large crystal globe approximately six feet tall. Its lower
part was wrapped in wires connecting it to a small
apparatus, identical to our loudspeakers.
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Many
questions whirled through my mind as I looked around that
big room. The visitors had already taken their seats, but I
could still hear friendly conversation going on in the
different groups. I was sitting besides Nicholas, an old
worker at Assistance, so I thought I might ask him for some
information. He willingly complied:
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“We
are now ready, just waiting for the order from
Communication. Our brother Richard is still in his physical
childhood, so it won’t be difficult for him to leave his
material form for a short time.”
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“Will
he come here?” I inquired.
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“Why
not?“ He answered. “Not all incarnate men are chained to
the Earth. Like homing pigeons which often spend their time
flying back and forth between places, there are some
incarnate spirits who actually live between two worlds.”
“That, “ he added, pointing to the equipment, “is the
cabinet which will show him to us.”
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“But,
why inside the crystal globe? Couldn’t he present himself
outside it? “I asked curiously
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“We
must remember” continue Nicholas, “that our emotions can
transmit disturbing vibrations. The crystal cabinet is made
of insulating material and will protect Richard from our
mental energies.”
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Just then, Lysias answered a phone call
from Communication. It was time for the meeting to begin. It
was forty minutes past midnight. In answer to my questioning
look, Nicholas whispered:
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“Only
now is there enough quiet in Richard’s new earthly home.
The whole house must be in silence and his parents asleep.
At this early stage of his life, his spirit is still fairly
free, not totally confined to the cradle.”
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Nicholas
couldn’t continue. Clarence rose and asked for perfect
unity of thought and a real fusion of feelings. In the
silence that followed, Clarence offered a simple but moving
prayer. Then Lysias played beautifully on the flute, filling
the room with intense vibrations of peace and enchantment.
When the last melodious strains died away, Clarence spoke
again:
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“Brothers,
“ he said, “let us all send Richard our message of
love.”
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I
saw Laura’s daughters and one granddaughter leave the
platform and place themselves near the musical instruments.
Lysias followed them. Judith, Yolanda and Lysias
respectively approached the piano, harp and zither, while
Theresa and Heloisa stood by them composing the family
choir. I heard melodious sounds, soft in the beginning,
which rose gradually to a rapturous and divine harmony. I
felt myself carried to sublime spheres of exalted thought.
In a few minutes, mellifluous voices joined in. It was
Lysias and his sisters singing a marvelous song of their own
composition. It is difficult for me to put those evocative
verses, full of spirituality and beauty, into human words10
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10
No less difficult was its translation, where we were only
able to convey an approximation of the original Portuguese
verse. (translator’s note)
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I
shall try to reproduced them just to show how beautiful and
sublime love is in the spheres of life beyond the shadows of
death:
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Dear
father, when the night at last...
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Brings the blessings of sweet rest,
Remember,
kindly father well How much we love and care. While the
stars are twinkling The melody they softly sing, Bring your
heart with us awhile. Come to join us in our prayer.
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Let no trials cause you stress In your
brief forgetfulness, Not let suffering bring you sorrow.
Stay away from evil’s pain. Fear no earthly agony. Think
of our alliance, and you’ll be Strong in the knowledge
that tomorrow Will bring joy’s eternal reign.
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While you are sleeping in the world, In
our memories now unfurl Heavenly dawns without compare Here
in this life above. Look to the future happily, Wait for us;
one day we’ll be Together once again to share The joys of
the garden of your love.
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Come to us, o father dear, To the beauty of our
sphere. Come again to this, our nest, Even though you come
in dreams,
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For
a while forget the flesh. Come to drink our water fresh,
Full of hope and tenderness, From this Astral City’s
streams. Our home has not forgotten you, Your sacrifices,
your kindness too, And the clarity sublime Of your lessons
on The Way. Come across the shadows great, Free yourself
from matter’s weight, Over the mountain you will climb.
Come and join us as we pray.
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As
they reached the last words of the song, I noticed that a
greyish, milky substance was filling the globe before us.
Soon there stood the handsome figure of a middle aged man.
It was Richard. It is difficult for me to describe the
sacred emotions of the family as they greeted him.
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The
visitor first addressed himself to his wife and children for
a while. Then, casting a friendly look toward us, he
requested that we sing the same lovely song once more for
him. As he listened to it was moved to tears. He then turned
to us and said:
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“Oh,
my children, how great Jesus’ mercy is, for He has crowned
our home circle with tonight’s supreme joys! In this very
room we have together endeavored to find the way to the
higher spheres. We have often received the spiritual bread
of life here, and now we have gathered here again to receive
this sacred incentive. How happy I am !”
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Laura
wept discreetly; Lysias’s and his sisters’ eyes brimmed
with tears. I noticed that the visitor could not speak with
ease and apparently had only a short time to stay with us.
Probably all the people in the room had a
similar
impression, because Judith, putting her arms around the
crystal globe, exclaimed in loving tones:
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“Father dear, say what you want us to
do; let us know how we can help your devoted heart.”
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Richard looked lovingly at his wife and
said in a low voice;
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“Your mother will soon come and join
me, my child. So will you all, in time. What else could I
wish for to make me happy? Let’s ask the Master to bless
us forever!”
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We were all moved to tears. When the
grayish substance began to form in the globe again, I heard
Richard exclaim with emotion:
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“Listen, my children. I have something
to ask you from the bottom of my heart! Pray to the Lord
that I may never, on Earth, have an easy life, so that the
light of gratitude and comprehension may keep always bright
in my spirit.”
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The unexpected petition touched and
surprised me at the same time. Richard said farewell to all
while the grayish curtain gradually enveloped the whole
globe. After a few minutes, the globe returned to its
ordinary appearance. Minister Clarence closed the ceremony
with a prayer, leaving us all with an indescribable feeling
of happiness.
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Our hostess stood on the platform,
surrounded by her visitors, all anxious to present their
congratulations and farewell wishes. As I approached the
group to say goodbye to my kind friend and tell her of my
deep impression and gratitude, someone touched me lightly on
the shoulder. It was Clarence, who said affably:
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“Listen, André. Tomorrow I will go
with our sister Laura to the physical sphere. If you like,
you may come with us to visit your family.”
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I was taken back, but while my heart
leaped with joy, I instantly remembered my work at the
Chambers. The generous minister, sensing my thoughts,
resumed:
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“You
have a fair number of extra service hours to your credit.
Therefore Genesius will easily grant you a one week leave of
absence after your first year of active collaboration.”
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Overwhelmed with joy, I thanked him,
weeping and laughing at the same time. At last, I was going
to see my beloved wife and children again.
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Chapter 49
RETURNING HOME
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Like
a child led by his benefactors, I arrived in my hometown
with the indescribable sensation of a traveler returning
home after a long absence. The countryside hadn’t changed
noticeably, the neighborhood’s old trees were still there,
as were the sea and sky and that same indefinite scent. Full
of excitement and joy, I no longer noticed Laura’s anxious
and preoccupied expression. I took my leave of the small
caravan which went on ahead. Clarence embraced me and said:
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“You
have a whole week at your disposal. I’ll come to see you
daily, since I have to return regularly to take care of some
problems regarding Laura’s reincarnation. If you wish to
return to the Astral City, you can do so in my company. Be
well, André.”
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After
a last goodbye to Lysias’s devoted mother, I found myself
alone, inhaling deeply the air of times past. I didn’t
waste time examining my surroundings, but quickly made my
way through the streets towards my home. My heart beating
fast, I approached the large entrance gate. As in the past,
the wind whispered softly through the small park. Azaleas
and roses bloomed there, greeting the spring. Opposite the
front door gracefully rose the palm tree with Zelia and I
had planted on our first wedding anniversary.
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Intoxicated with joy, I entered the
house. I noticed that it was greatly changed. Where was the
old “jacaranda”11
wood furniture? And the large picture of our family, where
Zelia, myself and the children had formed such a gracious
group? What had happed? Afflicted and anxious, I began to
stagger with emotion. I went into the living room, where I
saw my youngest daughter, now quite a young lady. Almost at
the same moment, Zelia came
out of our bedroom with a gentleman who, at first
sight, appeared to be a doctor.
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11 High quality Brazilian wood. (Transl. Note)
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I
shouted my joy with the full strength of my lungs, but the
words echoed through the house unheeded. Suddenly I
understood the situation and, disappointed, fell silent. I
held Zelia in my arms with all the tenderness I had held for
so long, but she seemed absolutely insensitive to my
caresses. Looking extremely anxious, she asked the gentleman
something I could not quite catch. Lowering his voice, he
answered:
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“I
won’t be able to make sure diagnosis until tomorrow. The
pneumonia is presenting serious complications, owing to his
high blood pressure. Dr. Ernest will need the utmost care
and absolute rest.”
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Who
could Dr. Ernest be? I was lost in a see of questions, until
I heard my wife plead in anguished tones:
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“Oh,
Doctor! For the Lord’s sake, save him! I couldn’t bear a
second widowhood!”
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Zelia
wept and wrung her hands showing acute nervous distress. A
thunderbolt couldn’t have struck me with greater violence.
Another man had taken possessions of my home, and my wife
had forgotten me! The house was no longer mine. Had it been
worthwhile to wait so long to be met with such
disillusionment? I ran to my room only to find the spacious
chamber completely changed. On the bed lay a middle-aged
man, clearly in a poor state of health. Three dark entities
walked to and fro beside him, doing their utmost to
aggravate his sufferings.
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My
first instinct was to despise the intruder with all my
strength, but I was no longer the same man. The Lord had
summoned me to the practice of his doctrine of brotherly
love and forgiveness. Although I knew he was surrounded by
inferior entities, devoted to evil, I wasn’t able to help
him immediately.
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I sat down, bewildered and disappointed,
watching Zelia walk in and out of the room several times and
caress the patient with the loving tenderness that had been
all mine. After a few hours of bitter observation and
meditation, I returned to the living room, where my two
daughters sat talking. New surprises followed. The elder had
married and carried a little baby in her arms. But, what
about my son? Where could he be?
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After
giving the necessary instructions to an old nurse, Zelia,
apparently calmer, joined the girls:
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“I
came to see you today, mother”, said my eldest child,
“not only to pay Dr. Ernest a little visit, but also
because, all morning, the thought of father hasn’t left my
mind, and my heart seems to feel his presence. It’s a
feeling I can’t define...”
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She
couldn’t finish, and her eyes filled with tears. To my
great surprise, Zelia answered her with sharp authority:
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“Nonsense!
This is the last straw. Worried as I am, I still have to put
up with your silly attitudes. You must control that
old-fashioned sentimentality, my child. I have strictly
forbidden any mention to your father in this house. Don’t
you know how it annoys Ernest? I sold everything that
reminded me of the dead past, even had the wall redecorated.
Can’t you help me with my efforts?”
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“Since
my sister became involved with this darned Spiritism, “
the younger girl added, “she has kept her head full of
nonsense. Such foolishness! The idea of the dead coming back
is the height of absurdity.”
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I am
not expressing religious convictions.” She answered, still
crying, “Is it a crime to remember and miss our father?
Don’t you have any love in your hearts? Have you no
feelings? If father were here, mother, his only son
wouldn’t be out acting so crazily.”
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“Nonsense.” Zelia retorted irritably.
“Each of us must follow the fate assigned by God. André
is dead. Remember that and please stop lamenting the
irremediable past.”
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I
approached my weeping child and dried her tears, murmuring
words of comfort and encouragement, which she registered
subjectively as consoling thoughts. Well now. Here was I in
quite an unexpected situation. I finally understood why my
friends had for so long delayed my visit to my earthly home.
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Sorrows
and disappointments followed in rapid succession. I felt as
if my home had been transformed by burglars and ruined by
voracious worms. Belongings, positions, affection, nothing
was left but the faithful heart of one daughter. All the
long years of suffering and torment in the dark regions
beyond the tomb, even the bewildering agony of the first
days after death, had not made me shed such heart-breaking
tears. The night came and went, and a new day dawned,
finding me in the same perplexing condition, hearing words
and witnessing attitudes I could never had imagined. In the
evening Clarence came to see me as he had promised. Seeing
how desperate I was, he tried to comfort me with friendly
and wise words:
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“I
understand your sorrow, but I can’t help rejoicing at this
splendid opportunity. I have no new instructions for you, as
any advice now would be inopportune. However, my dear
friend, I can’t forget the recommendations of Jesus to
love God above all things and our neighbor as ourselves.
This, when followed, works real miracles of happiness and
understanding in our lives.“
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I thanked him with emotion, and asked for his
continued support. Clarence smiled and left. Then, facing
bitter reality, absolutely alone in this hour of trial, I
began to meditate on the meaning of the Gospel’s command.
Gradually my thoughts became calmer. After all, why condemn
Zelia’s actions? Had I been the spouse left alone on
Earth, would I, perhaps, have borne the prolonged solitude?
Wouldn’t I have found a thousand excuses to
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justify a second marriage? And why hate the poor,
sick man? Wasn’t he also my brother, in the House of Our
Lord? Our home might be in even worse conditions if Zelia
hadn’t accepted his support.
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It
was necessary for me to fight and conquer my ruthless
selfishness. Jesus had led me to new sources of
enlightenment, and I could no longer act as a simple man on
Earth. My family no longer consisted of only a wife and
three children, but was made up of hundreds of patients in
the Chamber of Rectification. It expanded to include the
whole universal community. As I gave myself up to this new
trend of thoughts, I felt that true love was beginning to
flow from the blessed wounds which had been inflicted on my
heart.
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Chapter 50
A CITIZEN OF THE ASTRAL CITY
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I
felt terribly tired the second night. I was beginning to
realize the value of spiritual nourishment through mutual
love and understanding. In the Astral City I could go for
several days of active work without ordinary food. The
presence of our dear friends, their affection, the
absorption of pure elements through the air and water had
been enough to refresh me. Here, however, in my earthly
home, there was nothing except a battlefield where my loved
ones had ceased to be my friends.
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I
thought about Clarence’s inspiring words, and they brought
some peace and comfort to my heart. For the first time I
began to understand human needs. I was not Zelia’s keeper,
but her brother and friend. Likewise, I was not my
children’s master, but their companion along the road to
spiritual enlightenment.
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I
recalled Laura telling me that we should all act like the
bees, approaching the flowers of life, the memories of the
noble souls we have met along the path, and extracting from
each the substance of good examples, to acquire the honey of
wisdom.
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I decided to take her advice and began by remembering
my mother, who had sacrificed herself to return to the Earth
and adopt those unhappy women as beloved daughters. Similar
edifying examples abound in the Astral City. Minister
Veneranda had been working for centuries for the benefits of
the spiritual group closely related to her. Narcisa was
serving in the Chambers to obtain spiritual endorsement of a
return to the physical world to help her loved ones. Hilda
had overcome the dragon of inferior jealousy. And what about
the countless gestures of fraternity I had received from my
friends in the colony? Clarence had welcomed me with the
devotion of a father, Lysias’ mother had received me as a
son, and Tobias had made me his
brother. Each of my new friends had offered me
something useful to help me build up a new mental attitude.
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I
tried to distance myself from the apparent ingratitude I
found in my old home. With divine love above all, I put the
needs of my fellow man before my own personal sentiments.
Though extremely tired, I entered the room of the sick man,
whose condition worsened from moment to moment. Zelia was
standing by the bed holding his head in her arms. In tears,
she pleaded:
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“Ernest,
Ernest, have pity on me. Don’t leave me, my darling. What
will become of me if you die?”
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The
sick man caressed her hands and managed to answer with
intense affection, in spite of the strong dyspnea that
affected him. I prayed to the Lord to grant me the strength
necessary to be understandable, and to consider this couple
as my brother and sister. I could see that Zelia and Ernest
loved each other deeply, and if I truly wanted to be their
brother, I must certainly do everything in my power to help
them. I set to work. I began by trying to enlighten the
ignorant entities who kept a close link with the patient. My
difficulties were enormous, and I felt exhausted.
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In
this emergency, I remembered that Tobias had once told me
that not all the inhabitants of the Astral City needed an
airbus for transportation – those more evolved could use
volitation as a more convenient means. They could also
communicate over long distances mind-to-mind, using thought
language. Those who are attuned use the process of mental
communication at will, regardless of distance.
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I
remember how useful Narcisa’s help would be, and made up
my mind to try. I concentrated, and in the vibrations of a
fervent prayer to God I addressed Narcisa, asking for her
help. I told her mentally of my painful experience and my
great desire to help, and pleaded urgently with her not to
abandon me.
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Then the unexpected happened. After some
twenty minutes, while I was still concentrated in my prayer,
I felt a light touch on my shoulder. It was Narcisa, who had
answered my call.
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“I’ve
heard your call, my friend,” she said, smiling, “and
here I am.” I couldn’t have been more happy. The devoted
nurse looked around and immediately understood the gravity
of the circumstances;
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“We
don’t have time to waste.” She said. She immediately
began applying strengthening passes to the patient, raising
a barrier between him and the dark entities, who disappeared
as if by magic. Then she turned to me and said firmly:
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“We
must resort to Nature.”
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I
followed her promptly. Sensing my curiosity, she explained:
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“Man
is not the only one to receive and emit fluids. All Nature
does the same. In our patient’s case, we need the trees.
They will be a great help to us.”
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Wondering
at this new lesson, I followed her in silence. After
arriving at a place filled with enormous trees, Narcisa
called out to someone with words I couldn’t understand. In
a few moments eight spirit entities responded. To my great
surprise, I saw Narcisa ask them whether there were mango
and eucalyptus trees in the neighborhood. Having received
the required information from her friends, who were unknown
to me, Narcisa turned to me and explained:
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“The
brothers who have just come to our aid are ordinary workers
in the vegetable kingdom.”
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Said
Narcisa. Seeing my wonder, she continued:
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“You see, there is nothing useless in Our
Father’s House. Wherever there are those needing
instruction, there will also be those willing to teach.
Whenever a difficulty arises, Providence comes in. The only
unfortunate being in the Divine Creation is the improvident
spirit who condemns himself to the abysses of evil.”
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With
the emanations of the eucalyptus and mango trees, Narcisa
quickly manipulated a certain substance, which we applied to
the patient through his ordinary breathing and by absorption
through his skin. Ernest improved visibly. Early the next
morning the doctor observed, extremely surprised: “What an
extraordinary reaction! A real miracle of Nature!”
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Zelia
was happy, and the house was full of life again. As for
myself, I felt great joy in my heart. Deep courage and
beautiful hopes reinvigorated me. I recognized that, deep
down within me, the strong chains of inferiority had been
broken forever, and true brotherly love and a sincere wish
to serve had taken their place.
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That
same day I followed Narcisa back to the Astral City. For the
first time, I tried volitation. In a moment’s time we had
covered great distances. The banner of happiness unfurled in
my soul. I told the generous nurse about the lightness I was
feeling, and she explained:
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“In
the Astral City, a great number of our friends could easily
do without the airbus and go about on their own within the
areas of our vibratory range, but as the majority have not
yet acquired that faculty, we all abstain from using it in
public places. This abstention, however, doesn’t impede us
from using it outside of town, when it is necessary to cover
long distances and save time.”
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A
higher comprehension and new joy enriched my spirit.
Instructed by Narcisa, I went to and from between the
earthly house and the spiritual city without any great
difficulty. I was thus able to intensify the treatment of
Ernest, who improved rapidly. Clarence visited me daily and
showed himself satisfied with my work.
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At the end of the week, my first leave of absence
from the Chambers of Rectification had come to an end.
Ernest’s health was restored and the couple, whom I now loved as my dear brother and
sister, were happy again. It was time, now, to return to my
duties. In the peaceful light of a gorgeous sunset, I left
for the Astral City totally changed. In those seven short
days I had learned precious practical lessons in
understanding and brotherly love. The sublime beauty of the
evening filled my mind with lofty thoughts.
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How
great is Divine Providence! I said to myself. How wisely the
Almighty plans our work and life situations. How He attends
to His Creation with such love!
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All
of a sudden something broke my meditation. Over two hundred
of my companions were coming in my direction. They greeted
me joyously, giving me a generous welcome. Lysias, Lascinia,
Narcisa, Silveira, Tobias, Salustius and many other workers
from the Chambers were there. Taken by surprise, I was at a
loss and did not know what to do. It was then that Minister
Clarence came forward, holding out his hand:
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“André,
until now you have been my pupil in this city. Today, in the
name of the Governor, I declare you a citizen of the Astral
City!”
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Why
such magnanimity when my triumph was so small? I couldn’t
hold back the tears of emotion which choked my voice.
Thinking about the wisdom of Divine Mercy, I threw myself
into Clarence’s fatherly arms, crying out of gratitude and
joy.
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All honour to the creators of this - incl.those at GEAE who
translated it to English and made it online.
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