STUDIES IN SWEDENBORG

While all these occurrences went on in every-day life, I continued my

studies in Swedenborg--that is to say, his works, which are hard to

procure, fell into my hands one after the other, at very long intervals.

In the _Arcana Coelestia_, hell is represented as everlasting,

without any hope of an end, and bare of every word of comfort. The

_Apocalypses Revelata_ expounds a method of systematic penance, and the

result was that I lived under its spell till the spring. Sometimes I

shook it off while I entertained the hope that the Prophet was deceived

in details, and that the Lord of Life and Death would show Himself

more merciful. But what cannot be denied is the startling coincidence

between Swedenborg's visions, and all events great or small which have

happened to me and my friends during this year of terror.

It was not till March that I found in an antiquarian bookseller's shop

_The Wonders of Heaven and Hell_ and _Conjugal Love_. Not till then was

I freed from the spiritual burden that had secretly oppressed me ever

since I first became aware of the Invisible. In them I learned that

God is Love. He does not reign over slaves, and has therefore bestowed

on mortals the gift of free will. Evil has no independent power, but

is a servant of God, fulfilling the functions of a disciplinary force.

Punishments are not endless; every one is free to expiate by patience

the wrongs which he has done. The sufferings which are, imposed upon us

are intended to improve our character. The operations which constitute

the preparation for a spiritual life begin with "Devastation"

(vastatio), and consist in constriction of the chest, difficulty of

breathing, symptoms of suffocation, heart affections, terrible attacks

of fear, sleeplessness, nightmare. This process, which Swedenborg

underwent in the years 1744 and 1745, is described in his book Dreams.

The diagnosis of this kind of illness corresponds in every point to

the ailments which are just now so common, so that I do not shrink

from drawing the conclusion that we are approaching a new era in which

there will be spiritual awakening, and it will be a joy to live. Angina

pectoris, sleeplessness, nightly terrors, all these symptoms which

doctors wish to class as epidemic, are nothing else but the work of

unseen powers. For how can the systematic persecution of healthy men

by unprecedented bizarre occurrences, disturbances and annoyances be

regarded as an epidemic sickness? An epidemic of coincidences? That is

certainly absurd.

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Swedenborg has become my Virgil, who guides me through hell, and I

follow him blindly. He certainly is a terrible chastiser, but he knows

also how to comfort, and he seems to me less severe than the Protestant

theologians. "A man may amass riches, if he does so honestly and

uses them honestly; he may clothe himself and live according to his

means; he may hold intercourse with people of the same social standing

as himself, enjoy the innocent pleasures of life, look joyful and

contented, and not morose. He can, in a word, live and act like a rich

man in this world, and after he dies go straight to heaven, if only in

his heart he has faith in God and love to Him, and behaves as he should

towards his neighbour."

"I have met several of those who, before they died, had renounced the

world and retired into solitude, in order to devote themselves to

the contemplation of heavenly things, and thereby to make themselves

a surer path to heaven. They nearly all had a gloomy and depressed

appearance, seemed to be annoyed that others were not like them, and

that they themselves were not rewarded with greater honour and a

happier lot. They live in hidden places, like hermits, almost in the

same way as they had lived in our world. Man is created to live in

harmony with others; in society and not in solitude he finds numerous

opportunities of exercising Christian mildness towards his neighbours."

In solitude one only contemplates oneself, forgetting all others.

Consequently one thinks only of oneself, or of the world, in order to

avoid it or to feel the want of it, which is the opposite of Christian

love.

As regards the so-called everlasting punishments, at the last moment,

the seer appears as a deliverer, and allows a ray of hope to dawn on

us. He says, "Those among them, for whose deliverance one may hope, are

set in waste places, which only afford a picture of desolation. They

are left there till their sorrow has darkened into despair, because

this is the only means to conquer the evil and falsehood which rule

them. Arrived at this point, they cry out that they are no better than

animals, that they are full of hate and all kinds of abomination, and

that they are damned. These exclamations are pardoned them, as being

cries of despair, and God softens their mood, so that their expressions

of reproach and abuse do not transgress the assigned limits. When

they have suffered all that can be suffered, so that their bodies

are also dead, they are troubled no more about it, and are prepared

for deliverance. I have seen some of them taken to heaven after they

have been visited with all the sufferings of which I have spoken.

When they were admitted, they displayed such great joy that I was

moved to tears." What the Catholics call "_conscientia scrupulosa_,"

a tender conscience, is caused by malicious spirits, who induce pangs

of conscience for nothing at all. They delight in laying a load on

the conscience, and this state has nothing to do with the improvement

of the sinner. In a similar way there are unwholesome temptations.

Evil spirits evoke in the depth of the soul all the evil it has

committed since childhood, and bring its worst side uppermost. But the

angels discover all the good and true which they can in the exhausted

soul. That is the strife which is revealed under the name, "pangs of

conscience."

I stop here, because I do my Master an injustice by tearing asunder

the web which he has so well woven together, and by exhibiting the

fragments as samples. Swedenborg's work is one of enormous compass, and

he has answered all my questions, however presumptuous they may have

been. Disquiet soul, suffering heart, "_Take up and read_."

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