I am all for unity now. Do not let yourselves be weakened by fear of

the parts. America is a whole, and as a whole she must work. To fuse

these many races together is the mission of the present hour. Do not

lend your hearts to division.

I see a great leader of men who shall arise in this land. His mission

will be the union of races. He will be a teacher and a prophet.

LETTER IV

THE DIET OF GOLD

_March 10, 1917._

THE very influences that now tend to disrupt this country will later

draw it together. The many will find their meeting-point in the One.

That idea of national unity must be fostered, even to the extent of

patient tolerance of racial temperaments. Those who are in the process

of being separated from their old race and amalgamated with the new

race, feel the strain of the change. It irritates them and their

blood protests, even when their wills bid them forge new bonds for

themselves. Few “hyphenated Americans” would be willing to go bodily

back to their old allegiance.

America is the most interesting of all countries, and we who see it

from this side of the airy frontier see it in historical perspective.

The view that is nearest to our point of view is that of your present

Chief Executive. His eyes are far-seeing. He anticipates the clearer

sight that will one day be his, when he has finished his work.

Our country is suffering at this moment, in March, of the year of our

Lord nineteen hundred and seventeen, from an indigestion of gold. You

have swallowed more gold than you can assimilate, and your organs are

congested. If to restore the equilibrium, some of this gold should be

regurgitated, by war or by other means, do not in the weariness that

follows fancy that the nation is going to die.

Do not be shocked by my figures of speech. I want to get into your

consciousness an understanding of facts and conditions as they exist.

You cannot feed on gold. “Gold is a medium of exchange.” When it is

merely hoarded it has lost its relation to life. A miser nation is a

sadder subject for contemplation than a miser man, with his long claws

and his gloating eyes. He may think, the miser man, to secure himself

from the dangers of the future by amassing gold for its own sake. A

miser nation may think that by amassing gold for its own sake it can

save itself from the financial dangers threatening the world after

these years of war.

But the miser, known as such, is in danger of being robbed and

murdered. And the miser nation is in danger of being attacked and

looted by other nations.

You Americans want to be generous to the homeless and foodless people

of Europe; but your generosity has not yet deprived of one square meal

the hundred-million-headed being that is America.

I do not care so much what you do with your gold. But I care much what

you do with your food. You are not alchemists that you can make gold

potable. You are humans with delicate stomachs. Even a hen will not lay

eggs for you unless she is well fed. If she protests, you can punish

her by eating her; but the luckiest break of her wish-bone will not

produce for you another hen. Better conserve her labor power by gifts

of grain, and have your eggs for breakfast and for hatching. She has

periods of laziness when she wants to sit still; but put a few of her

own eggs under her, and watch for results. Later I shall tell you of

other but no less practical ways of ensuring a supply of breakfasts.

LETTER V

CONTINGENT FEES

_March 10, 1917._

TO-DAY I heard that a certain rich man (unmindful of the camel and the

needle’s eye), supposing that the letters from this Living Dead Man had

been profitable to you, that there was “money in them,” was considering

the question of whether he should financially back a medium who

stood ready to declare that she was in communication with me, that I

repudiated the books written through you, and stood sponsor for certain

manuscripts written “through” her, as my only genuine messenger to the

world.

I join in your laughter, at your supposed “profitable” investment in

the securities of the other world, and at the eagerness to get aboard

a sea-of-ether-worthy ship exhibited by people who have not paid their

fare.

I may as well tell you now that this country and some others are

scattered over with supposed “communications” from me. It would seem

that my writing arms are as numerous as the feet of a centipede. It

would also seem by the style of some of these supposed communications,

by their contents and their contradictions, that I have as many minds

as Indra has eyes.

Even the elementals of the ouija board do not contradict themselves so

frequently as these amanuenses make me contradict myself. I think you

will have to trademark me.

After the serious nature of my recent letters, it relaxes me to jest.

If you include this letter in the book, please head it “Contingent

Fees.”

LETTER VI

THE THREE APPEALS

_March 11, 1917._

I STAND outside the world and look inside the hearts of men. I see more

than I saw when I was a man among them. Had I then looked as deep into

my own heart as I now look into theirs, I should have seen the hearts

of my fellow beings reflected in my own, for we differ from one another

as one insect differs from another. There are differences between

insects.

I look into your hearts, O men! and this is what I see: Ideals and

hypocrisy, self-interest and altruism, hunger and satiety.

Shall I, in offering advice, appeal to your ideals, your

self-interest, or your hunger? The opposite three would never spur you

to action along the lines I would have you spurred.

LETTER VII

THE BUILDERS

_March 22, 1917._

I HAVE promised to offer you advice as to how you may restore your

equilibrium. Use much of this superfluity of gold in rebuilding

devastated Europe. Give her credits and give her food. You who can work

in the fields, raise food to feed Europe. You who can build, give the

labor of your hands wherever it is needed. You who are discontented

here, go back to that Europe which gave you birth. By so doing you will

give yourselves a new point of view, and you will give yourselves a new

interest. A new interest is a new lease of life.

Make sacrifices. In saying that, I have two objects in view, the

effect on the world and the effect on yourselves.

To work for the ideal is sometimes more practical than to work for what

is called the real.

When I tell you to rebuild Europe, you can take it as ideal advice

or practical advice, depending on your point of view. It is ideal

because Europe needs rebuilding; it is practical because just now

and for a time to come America needs to get her mind on something

outside herself. We give that advice to individuals when they are too

self-centred. There is so much discontent and so much uncertainty that

anything which can catch and hold the attention of masses of men, which

can make them forget themselves, may enable them to be used by the

Genius of the race, which works for the welfare of the race as a whole.

Lend your money to Europe, and do not ask usurious interest. Yes, you

can take interest, for money has earning power, and the laborer--even

the laborer Gold--is worthy of his hire. But help by your generous

lendings at low interest to lessen the awful burden of taxation for the

people of Europe, which makes also for discontent and discouragement.

Go to Europe, many of you, that you may see what war does to a country,

what it might do to your country should you selfishly expose yourselves

to a desire on the part of outsiders to take from you by force that

which you have so skilfully acquired.

Go, that you may see and feel, as you can only see and feel face to

face, the spirit of self-sacrifice and national devotion which has

animated the people of Europe in this long war. They have found their

souls, but you have not yet found your soul.

There are engineers in this country who are less needed here than they

will be needed in Europe. There are specialists in all the branches

of science who are more needed there than here. We have specialists

enough. We can spare a few of them.

Build ships. Build more ships. Keep the men occupied. Give them

an objective. Do not let them brood. An idle brain is the devil’s

workshop. If you have not work enough, make work. There are things

enough to be done. Build ships.

Now in regard to your management of railroads and other public

utilities. The day for government control was heralded when the threat

of a strike came that would have, if put into effect, blocked the

wheels of the nation. All those public utilities whose blocked wheels

could threaten the national life and the movements of men should

be managed by the government. This is not socialism, or any other

_ism_. You who have stock in them, do not take alarm. A way can be

found that will satisfy you.

Think of the good of the whole, for you who are a part cannot prosper

without the welfare of the whole. This is not cant. It is a sort of

race biology. I look down and see you as a great being, and I prescribe

for you as a being, a race-unity, not as a few individuals here and

there. The cells in the body of the race-being must all be working

together. Get a unit of consciousness, as a race. Yield yourselves to

the consciousness of the race-unit. Be as individual as you please, but

be individual parts. Get into balance with other individuals, positive

and negative.

Make the rebuilding of Europe an objective point. Make it possible for

many discontented workers to go to work in Europe. You may say that the

armies of Europe, when released from military service, will furnish

workers enough; but there cannot be too many. There is a double object

in this: the object of getting work done, and that of the psychological

effect upon the worker.

I wish I could get into your minds by infusion the state of

consciousness that is mine. I wish I could make you see that separation

is death and that unity is life.

I have spoken of government control of railroads, but that is only

the beginning. There should be governmental handling of food. Begin

gradually, one thing after another. It is the destiny of the world to

go in that direction. You cannot block the wheels of that chariot.

_Serve if you hope to survive_ would be a good motto. You cannot

survive if you do not serve--all of you. I like that figure of the cell

which is a part of the race-being. It is the way I see you.

Just a word about nervous diseases. Yes, it is related to what I have

been saying. When at last the let-up comes after the unnatural strain

of war, the minds of men in going back, or in attempting to go back to

their normal state, may find themselves unable immediately to adjust

to the changed conditions. For a long time the brains of men and women

have been stimulated by the coffee of concerted action; when they are

thrown back on themselves they may relax too much.

Or, on the other hand, an unnatural excitement may drive them into

all kinds of excesses. Have you ever seen victims of mania who could

not rest, who had lost the ability to rest? They walk up and down,

and drum with their feet, and clench their hands. So many men and

women may be, after this war. There is certain to be an excess of love

excitement, and work is a good panacea for that complaint.

Then again, after years of war, years in which many have not known in

the morning whether they would be alive at night, they may retain the

habit of dread. They may fear to rest and fear to relax. Thus they may

welcome any excitement, as a substitute for the stimulus to which they

have been accustomed.

That is another reason why I would send Americans to labor with the

laborers of Europe. Not that the American working man is phlegmatic,

far from it; but with his mind unaccustomed to fear anything, except

the loss of his job and consequent hunger, he will have an effect

of confidence and hope on those around him. The American likes to

feel that he is leading, and in what better way can he indulge that

propensity than in leading his associates to hope?

You have no idea--you cannot have an idea--of the great depression that

will follow this war for a short while. It will be the relaxation,

the letting go. Always after war the ebb-tide is followed by great

activity; but it is that ebb-tide which we have to consider.

You in America will feel it. You have become accustomed to seeing gold

flow towards these shores. When the stream lessens, you will have to

combat the tendency to fear that lessening. Panics are like personal

fear, intensified by mass.

The world is drawing close together, and what influences a part

influences the whole.

After the war will also come an opening of the psychic senses of men,

everywhere. This, while good in itself, may become an added danger.

Prophets, true and false, will arise everywhere, with many remedies for

the diseases of souls and of bodies.

If I may make another suggestion, it would be that those who have

psychic awakening should think twice before proclaiming the fact. It

is a new sense that is coming into manifestation; but as the opening

of the eyes in an early stage of evolution probably revealed as many

dangers as blessings, so the new sense will reveal dangers. Do not try

to close the new sense, but do not be carried away by it. Remember that

it will be practically general, and like every new sense it will be

defective for a long time. It will reveal false things as well as true.

If a man opened his eyes for the first time upon a harmless tree, he

might mistake it for a monster.

Restraint in all things, moderation in all things, even in the

laudable desire to action. Weigh and measure. Prove before accepting

anything--prove by reason and by intuition if you cannot wait for proof

by practice. Weigh and measure what I say, as well as what the wildest

new prognosticator says. Discourage hysteria. A wave of hysteria is

likely to sweep over the world.

As revolution follows revolution, the startled inhabitants of the world

may tell themselves that nothing in the universe is stable, that all is

going to destruction, and that as they cannot save themselves from what

seems to be universal chaos, they may as well get all the pleasurable

excitement possible out of the passing moment. Restraint, restraint!

I see women afraid to bear children because of the uncertainty of

the morrow. I see men afraid to marry because of the uncertainty of

domesticity. I see farmers hesitate to plant because of the uncertainty

of the harvest. Again I say, be not afraid.

If you sow, you shall reap. If you marry, you shall build a home. If

you have children, the race will protect them--and you are a part of

the race.

Restraint! Fearlessness!

LETTER VIII

THE WORLD OF MIND

_March 24, 1917._

I WISH that more people of sane, sound mind would experiment in

telepathic communication. I know there is any amount of uncoordinated

and half-serious playing with phenomena; but with scientific accuracy

of observation and scientific precision in recording data, not only

the body of _sensible_ literature on these subjects would be

increased, but the habits of careful observation and precision in

reporting supernormal facts would be developed in the experimentalists.

You who write for me, continue to make and to record experiments. You

are almost too cautious, but most persons are not cautious enough.

Explain the necessary conditions of passivity and activity between

those working together. Though the best results are often obtained

by you alone, yet the testimony of one person is not so convincing

as the testimony of several who have witnessed and taken part in the

same phenomena. But you are right in hesitating to take on the psychic

conditions of insincere and merely curious people who would like to

work with you.

The great difficulty with most persons is that they cannot make

themselves sufficiently negative _for the time being_. When the

experiments are over they can and should become equally positive. They

can shift from one pole to the other, and they must do so if they wish

to preserve their physical health and balance.

But bear in mind that the influences from this side are good and bad,

even as the influences in the world are; and if you feel that any

“presence” is hostile, at once banish it and become positive. After any

approach by an undesirable influence, you should not for some hours let

yourself become negative. Go for a walk, or attack some difficult piece

of work, or read a book that demands mental activity in order to grasp

its meaning.

You live in a sea of mind, as well as in a psychic sea; they

interpenetrate, and they interpenetrate with the physical; but in

working through and with them, keep them as distinct as possible.

I work more and more in the mental world, and less and less in the

astral; but the majority of my readers will not know exactly what I

mean by that statement. There is a greater difference between the

astral and the mental than there is between the astral and the physical.

Do not despise the astral. Its dynamics are of colossal import. But

cultivate more and more the purely mental, because the astral in all of

you is developed beyond the mental.

In my former writings I have told you something of the dangers of the

astral. Now I want to tell you some of the more obvious dangers of the

mental.

Those who learn that they can create in mind need to develop a sense

of responsibility. They are too reckless in demonstrating their

power. Remember that as you go up in the planes of being you get into

subtler and subtler regions, and strength increases with the degree of

subtlety--not the reverse, as you would naturally suppose.

One of the greatest temptations of the mental world is that of the

creation of falsehoods. By stating that which is not true, you project

into the realm of mind a picture that has a certain permanency. It may

deceive others, but in time it will deceive you, its creator. Those who

speak falsely cannot perceive truth. Those who create false pictures

in the mental world will be deceived by those very pictures; they will

reap the effects of the causes they have set up.

Have you not known people who were always being deceived by their

“friends”? They are generally those who have left deceiving pictures

behind themselves. There are people who cannot discriminate between the

false and the true. They deceive and are deceived. Those who deceive

are always deceived, whatever their supposed intellect may be.

And I would say to those to whom I now suggest experiments with

clairvoyance and telepathy, that if they have planted the seeds of

falsehood they will reap a harvest of deceptive appearances. Test

yourselves in that way, you who believe yourselves to be sincere. You

may learn something of value regarding your own karma. (Yes, I will

use Theosophic or Indian terms when they express my meaning. Those

who re-write the Oriental philosophies in western terms can pass for

original only with the ignorant.)

What the new race needs most of all is truth. Modern science is

preparing the world for the fearless facing of truth. The man who toils

over a microscope that he may observe and record some _fact_ in

nature, is more the servant of God than the man who with sanctimonious

face tells his fellow creatures what they must _not_ do; for his

work at least is positive in its results.

There are too many “thou shalt nots”; too few “I shalls.”

The new race will develop a wide tolerance. It will discourage

undesirable things more by ignoring them than by attacking them. By

attacking a thing we give it power.

Work more and more in the world of mind. The results in the physical

will be immense.

LETTER IX

AMERICA’S GOOD FRIDAY

_April 6, 1917._

IT is past midnight. It is Good Friday. Momentous decisions for the

world and for all time are heavy in the souls of men.

On the day that this day stands for, in the long ago, a man (who

was also a god) stood forth alone for the ideas of love and human

brotherhood. At last, after all these years, the thing for which he

died may be realized. But there was a crucifixion on that Friday,

centuries ago.

I have brought you from a far-away shore that you might witness a great

struggle in the souls of men. You have arrived at a centre.[1]

To-day, in thousands of churches throughout Christendom, prayers will

be offered to the god-man who died that the god in man might live.

To-day in millions of hearts the cross will be set up.

It is so still here at midnight, at a few minutes past midnight on this

day of days.

Christianity has arisen, and presses forward to Golgotha to witness an

event.

Pray! Prayer is the affirmation by the soul of its unity with the One.

War is the affirmation of the soul of its separateness from many.

Love your enemies. It is the only way that you can conquer them.

FOOTNOTES:

[Footnote 1: I had arrived in New York a few hours before after a long

sojourn in California.]

LETTER X

THE CRUCIBLE

_April 12, 1917._

LET us speak a little of this initiation through which the race is

passing. Always the trials precede the attainment.

When these wars are over there will be a new world, for the souls

of men will have been baptized with the fire and the blood. America

must have her part in it. To her also must come the trials and the

attainment. Watch and pray.

Some day I will send you back to commune with the soul of the Old

World--some day _we_ will send you back. It is another Europe you

will find, a Europe tried by fire, and some of it will be fine steel,

and some of it will be clinkers in the furnace, for the fire proves the

metal, and separates the metal from the slag.

From before the war to this day, the battles of the earth have been

enacted also in your soul, the blood and the fire, the pain and the

travail. You too have passed through the fiery furnace.

Long ago, when you identified your soul with the soul of the world,

you took upon yourself the trials of the world, the initiatory trials.

You also called down upon yourself the weight of your old karma, the

effects of the causes you had set up through the ages. That you are at

rest for a time means only that you have worked yourself free from a

little of the load. Had you not done it now, you would have had to do

it in the future. Rejoice for every trial that brings you nearer to the

goal. And this I say for all men.

If I speak of the world now, instead of that part only that we call

America, it is to identify the part with the whole. If I speak of you

personally, it is to identify you with the whole.

Back in that Europe to which you will go, you will find two classes,

those who have become fine steel, and those who have become refuse. You

will know the one from the other.

They will welcome you back, for you have passed through the fire with

them. They will welcome your country, too, for it now turns its face to

the fire.

Be not discouraged by dismal prophecies. Man does not live by bread

alone. If you have less to eat, your bodies will grow finer. If you

have more to do, your minds and spirits will expand. Few of you work to

your full capacity. The unit of force that is man may generate much

energy, drawing it up from the deeps of himself at the call of need or

of will.

Work harder now. Once I told you to rest more, but the laborers are

called to the vineyard. The hour of rest will come again, when the day

draws near its close.

In entering into the war, my country, put away all rancor, and fight

for the right in which there is no rancor. Hate not. The hour for hate

is past. (I say this, knowing that Hate and Fear, the mother of Hate,

will come and challenge your souls.)

I do not hate, and I do not fear, and I shall stay with you until the

day draws to its close. Are you sorry now that you let me speak again?

When fear comes to your house, I will speak to you of courage. When

hate shall menace you, I will turn it into love. I have found the

Philosopher’s Stone that can transmute base metals into gold.

Hate will be turned to love in this land where the Eagle cries. Listen

to the cry of the Eagle. It is a free bird, and it flies high. Its

message has only been hinted at, in the years that have yet been

numbered. The Eagle will teach freedom. They will listen--across the

sea.

America is indeed the melting-pot of nations. I can find no better

figure of speech. The German-American who is loyal to America now,

who hides the tragedy in his heart behind a brave face, may also come

through the furnace fine steel.

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