Part 4

With our own “other world” within and about us, moving “like wings of light on dark and stormy air,” with such unused, wonderful powers, what wonder that one having partaken of the bounties of that inner realm longs to awaken the “sleeping” spirits of those in human life--or, more correctly speaking, tear aside the veil and show how wonderful are the dormant powers within each person: Soul-powers more active, perhaps, than any are aware! Who can tell, until the film of mental blindness is removed, how great may be the works accomplished by the spirit when the body sleeps, when one is “absent minded,” or when _thinking intently_ of a particular friend, one finds at that very day and hour the friend had “passed away”?

It is of the “Substance that dreams are made” that we shall ultimately find our divinest realities, _our very lives_ are fashioned.

This narrative of “experiences while out of my body” is only a prelude to those vaster heights, those more inner scenes, that I hope sometime to be able to record: The Symphony is Life itself whose theme of Love is Endless, Endless, Endless.

--_The Author._

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FOOTNOTE:

[A] This was before the Woman’s “Peace Congress” had been thought of by Earth minds.

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