GOLDEN NEST AND OTHER PLACES.
Golden Nest is another beautiful place in the Summer-land where the dear
little children have happy homes. In this sweet, delightful spot the
birds flit about in the green branches of the stately trees, and warble
their songs of melody. You would be surprised in watching the antics of
these bright-plumaged little songsters to observe how they will dance
and swing upon the shoulder or finger of a child,—always bold and
fearless, never timid or afraid. Their songs, too, rival the human tones
of the children’s voices and seem to be keeping up an harmonious
accompaniment to the words the little people sing.
Golden Nest is like a great green nest flooded with sunshine; it is
circular in form, and carpeted with the softest and brightest of grass
and moss; flowers grow in great profusion, and their beauty and perfume
yield an eternal pleasure to the senses of those who approach them.
Little streams of clear water bubble and gurgle over smooth, round,
white stones and glisten in the soft sunshine like ribbons of molten
silver. The atmosphere is balmy, and it is a luxury to live out of doors
in this enchanting place, that is a golden nest for the troops of merry
little human songsters that dwell together there in love and harmony.
But these little people have a great deal of work to do; they find
enjoyment, pleasure, and play in this labor, because it gives them
unbounded zest and vigor in life. The children of Golden Nest are
messenger spirits, and they act as messengers between the people who
live in the body and their friends in the great spirit world. All the
spirit messengers do not live in this pretty place, for such beneficent,
that is good, spirits are to be found in all parts of the Summer-land;
but all the children who live in Golden Nest are such workers,—that is,
they bear messages from spirits to mortals, bring down to earth bright
thoughts and impress them on the minds of people here; stamp the desire
to be pure and good in the hearts of persons on earth, and come from
their beautiful homes to watch over, care for, and love little children
in the body, and, by singing sweet songs in their ears at night, give
them happy dreams, so that they will wish to be kind and loving to each
other, and obedient, affectionate, and respectful toward their parents.
So you see the children who live in Golden Nest have a great deal to do;
they are never idle, never naughty, never sad, for though it pains them
to see earthly children naughty or unhappy, and to find mortal men and
women ill and sorrowful, yet they are too busy in trying to help the
unfortunate ones of earth to attend to any sadness in their own hearts;
and so it will not remain, but flies away before the great light of
cheerfulness in which these little people dwell.
If I call the children of Golden Nest angels, my dears, you will know it
is because they are messengers, for the word angel means
message-bearer,—“only this and nothing more.” But in these days we are
taught to consider angels as pure, beautiful, and holy beings. Well, the
little boys and girls in Golden Nest _are_ pure and holy, because they
do not think bad thoughts. They love each other, are anxious to be good,
try to help others to do right, and are busy in working to benefit some
one in some manner; and they are beautiful, for their faces are smiling
and sweet, their eyes shine with happiness, and they seem to leave a
trail of brightness wherever they go. Moreover, they are really
message-bearers; so I think you will agree with me that they are really
and truly angels.
A group of these little people were very earnestly engaged in
conversation not long since, and as I watched their faces glow with
animation, I became convinced that they were discussing some new plan
for the benefit of mortals. And so the events proved. I will briefly
tell you of this work which these angels are now doing: a circle—that
is, a place where spirits come back to earth to manifest to mortals—has
been opened by a family who are anxious not only to receive knowledge of
immortal life for themselves, but also are desirous to bring this truth
unto the comprehension of others. This family had parted with three
beautiful little children who had some time since been taken to the
Summer-land. So the father and mother opened their home and invited
their friends—who had also laid the earthly forms of dear children
away—to join with them in invoking the presence of their spirit friends.
Well, this group of little ones in Golden Nest I had seen talking so
earnestly together were the children of these good people; for having
learned what their parents were about, they were all excitement to have
a share in the work from their side of life. So it was determined that
they—the little ones—should return to earth, and for a time, with the
permission of their teachers or guardians, take up their abode in the
home where the circle was to meet; for by doing this these angels were
able to bring a strong spiritual power to the earthly home which would
assist them in making themselves manifest to their parents and friends.
So they have left their beautiful Golden Nest, and are now staying on
the earth. They have controlled a medium in the circle, spoken their
names, and announced their presence to their delighted parents.
Just as soon as they have given their earthly friends all the spiritual
power that they can, they will leave the mortal home, to convey messages
back and forth from mortals to spirits, and from spirits to mortals.
The circle controlled and guarded by this band of children from Golden
Nest is destined to be of great service. Already, outsiders have been
admitted, unbelievers have received messages from their dear “lost”
ones, many hearts have been made happy, and our sweet little
message-bearers are working earnestly to develop their medium so that
she can _see_ the spirits who come to her, and describe them to their
anxious friends. They bring her strength so that she can bear the trials
of life, and be happy in working for the angels. It is necessary for
them to live with the medium now, so that she may constantly feel the
pure, uplifting influence of their child-like, unselfish spirits, and
thus not grow weary of the work planned out for her by spirit teachers;
so they have gladly given up the beautiful sights and sounds of their
beloved Golden Nest, to take up their abode in a humble home on earth.
But in a little time, when their work is done, and spirits of all grades
and powers will be able to manifest at the circle and bring messages of
joy to weary hearts, as well as to find strength and happiness for
themselves, these little angels will return to their Summer-land home,
well pleased with the success of their noble work.
A little girl who lives in Golden Nest has been a message-bearer for
seven years; she passed from the body when less than a year old, and was
brought to her friends on earth by another little angel who wished to do
them good.
When little Jennie first controlled a medium, she could only lisp baby
names to her parents; but by coming constantly she gained power to
express herself more clearly. When three years of age she became the
messenger of a medium, and from that time she has made herself known to
mortals almost every day, always bringing messages from some spirit to
friends on earth, bearing messages from people here to dear ones in
spirit life, or helping spirits to come themselves, or else giving
spiritual advice to mortals who are in need of it. This little messenger
has given over twenty-five hundred spirit messages to people on earth
during the last seven years, has assisted over nine hundred spirits to
control her medium, and speak or write for themselves, and has brought
gladness to many, many hearts.
This is the work of one little girl who lives in Golden Nest. Do you
think, dear children, that she has any time to be naughty or unhappy?
No, indeed; she is cheerful and kind, ever ready to assist and bless
anyone, and always ready to do the work given to her to perform.
I will give you the words of a sweet little song that I have recently
heard sung by some little people who live in Golden Nest. I cannot bring
to you the melody which accompanied the lines, though I wish I could do
so, it was so very sweet and produced such a happy, joyous feeling in my
heart. Could you only listen to the songs the little angels sing in
their homes of light, I am sure you would never be naughty again; for
you would try to be gentle and kind, so as to ever attract them to your
side. But, dear children, we all love you, and will try to make you
happy every day. And now for the song, which is entitled
HEAVENLY LOVE.
Joy! joy! The light of morning
Rolls in gladness on its way,
Flooding all the world with glory
On this happy, peaceful day.
So the love of God our Father
Bathes the universe in light;
Reaching down through all the darkness,
It dispels the gloom of night.
· · · · ·
Joy! joy! The heavenly splendor
Of our Father’s tender power
Gladdens every weary spirit,
In its saddest, loneliest hour.
By-and-bye the holy radiance
Shall illumine every life,
And each soul shall rise in triumph
Far above all pain and strife.
Joy! joy! The love of angels
Softly flows from heaven to earth,
Blessing with its matchless power
All the ills of mortal birth,—
Heavenly love that brings its bearer
Down with messages of peace
To assuage the pains of mortals,
And to make their joys increase.
Joy! joy! The light is spreading,
We may bask within its rays,
Let us gather up its sunbeams
While we chant our songs of praise.
Let us bear the heavenly splendor
Of this deathless, boundless love
Unto those who mourn in sorrow
For their friends who dwell above;
Let us bless the weary-hearted,
And enfold their lives with love!
We will now leave Golden Nest and its happy, busy inmates, and travel on
a little further in our search for the children who dwell in the
Summer-land. Soon we reach Rocky Nook, where a number of little folks
live who are growing strong and beautiful under the healthful breezes
that ever blow around that favored spot.
Rocky Nook is not a cold, bleak, barren place, though, as its name
indicates, there are plenty of rocks or stones to be found there. These
stones are round, smooth, and shining, of varied colors and different
sizes; they are so clear and beautiful you can see the white sand
shining through them, and when the sunlight falls upon them they glow
with all the colors of the rainbow, and sparkle like precious gems.
Rocky Nook is really a beach, composed of gleaming white sand and
covered with these shining stones. Here also may be found delicate
rose-tinted and snowy shells of different forms, which are more
beautiful than any shell you ever saw on earth. The water is clear as
crystal, and when it is quiet reflects the blue sky and spotless clouds;
moss and anemones grow in the limpid depths that have the appearance of
a great flower garden, so beautiful is the vegetable growth therein.
Sometimes the sea comes roaring to the shore in great foamy billows,
making a musical sound like the chiming of many bells, that is very
pleasant to hear. Little boats or shallops may be seen upon this shining
water, filled with groups of many children who love to float upon the
bosom of the great deep. These little ones are never afraid, for there
is nothing to fear. Should the boats be tipped over, which, however, I
think never occurs, nothing more than a dip in the water would happen to
their inmates, as spirits cannot drown; and the children often take
their bath in this great basin, sporting with the waves and laughing
with great glee.
Rocky Nook extends its shiny length for some distance along the shore.
Here and there we perceive little pavilions built of the shining stones,
each one laid with precision and skill. Some of these little temples are
circular in form, and others are of the octagon shape; but all are
beautiful in appearance. These little buildings have been erected by the
children who live here, and serve as play-houses for them. This work
gives them a knowledge of architecture and design, and will serve as
models for something grander to be attempted by-and-bye. In walking over
the smooth stones, which are not rugged to our feet, we reach a great
structure built of snow-white coral, and are surprised to learn that
here in the spirit world must exist those tiny creatures who form this
strange, perforated substance, since the coral could not be there had
there been no coral-builders to create it.
Today I found a group of happy children who were laughing, dancing, and
singing in great glee. Their hearts were merry and glad; not a frown
marred the beauty of their faces, nor an ungentle word ruffled the
silvery flow of speech and song that issued from their lips. Yet these
little ones had known suffering, pain, and misery; their earthly homes
had been filled with poverty and cruelty; many times they had felt the
biting cold of winter, and suffered for the want of something to eat.
Their parents were poor and ignorant, who neglected their children and
could not properly care for them. So the little ones pined away and
“died,”—that is, their little bodies perished, but their spirits were
taken to the Summer-land and placed under the care of loving and tender
women, who ministered to their wants, attended to them assiduously,
taught them lessons of love and truth, until they have outgrown the
unhappy condition which their earth life surrounded them with, and are
the joyous, gentle children whom I today saw smiling and singing with
glee.
These are the little folks who dwell in Rocky Nook. Here, by the side of
the clear and sparkling water, they live in little houses built far back
from the sands, surrounded by groves of trees and beds of flowers. They
have the benefit of the clear and bracing air that blows across the
bright waters, and can also enjoy the shady retreats of the old trees
that wave their branches a little way inland. Every day the children
gather on the sands and study the composition of the rocks and shells
and corals, or sail in their “floats,” or bathe in the cool, refreshing
sea. They have erected the structure of coral of which I have spoken,
with great nicety and skill, fitting piece by piece into each other with
the utmost precision, and have left it upon the sand as a shining beacon
to their playmates and friends who dwell on Sunny Isle, a beautiful spot
across the water.
I suppose my little friends on earth know that when people are cramped
by ignorance and poverty, they have to bend all their energies in
struggling to live, and that the spiritual part of their natures, not
having opportunity to grow, becomes dwarfed and stunted. When the little
folks who live in Rocky Nook first came to the Summer-land, they were
pale and puny in appearance, weak and languid; but the bracing air of
this beautiful sea-side home, the enjoyments of its outdoor sports, the
loving care and instructions of its keepers, the bewitching study of the
lessons it has to teach, soon tone up the entire system of the children
brought here, and they grow strong and active, anxious to learn the
lessons, to help each other, and to become smart and good men and women.
And thus it is the children who might have grown up on earth in an
atmosphere of sin and evil, becoming depraved men and women, when taken
to the Summer-land are cared for and educated to be useful and honorable
members of society.
The children of Rocky Nook have all the advantages of the highest
instruction that life affords. All branches of education are open to
them, and they advance rapidly in knowledge; for, like all spirits who
are not confined to the earth, they are quick to grasp and retain
information, their powers of perception and observation being very keen.
As these children grow in stature and wisdom, and arrive at the stage of
early manhood or womanhood, they leave the homes and schools of Rocky
Nook, and enter into association with advanced spirits who have long
labored in connection with good people on earth to lessen human
ignorance, and teach mortals how to live better lives. Their places at
the beautiful sea-side resort are quickly filled by other waifs from
earthly life, who are carried there to receive instruction and growth,
and prepare themselves to become teachers and guides to ignorant and
suffering ones of earth.
The little children who live in Rocky Nook seldom come back to earth.
The memory of their mortal life is unpleasant, and they do not like to
think of it; but as they grow and become wise and good, and learn of the
sad condition of many poor people who live here, they have a desire to
help them. Then these bright spirits find their mission, which is to
lift up some lowly one, to make strong some person who does wrong, so
that he or she can resist evil temptation. They then prepare themselves
for the work before them, and when the time comes they leave their
pleasant home by the water and seek the company of those spirits who are
experienced in working for humanity, by whom they are guided in their
labor of benefiting mortals.
Let me tell you something, dear children, that perhaps you have never
heard. You know, I suppose, that there are many little ones on earth who
are growing up in ignorance and amid the dreadful conditions of extreme
poverty and crime. Well, the dark and immoral surroundings of their
lives attract undeveloped spirits who have not outgrown their evil
inclinations; and such spirits live over again their lives of sin in
connection with those who grow up amid such adverse conditions. But,
while the unfortunate children are thus unpleasantly situated, each is
attended by a guardian angel or messenger of light, who watches every
opportunity to benefit and bless them, and who will be with them until
they emerge from sin and unhappiness to a condition of purity and peace,
even though it be not until they have passed from earth and lived many
years in the spirit world.
Such spirits as those who live in Rocky Nook are the guardian angels of
the poor, ignorant, unclean, and miserable children of earth; their
mission is to attend these unhappy creatures, and to work in their
behalf, prompting a good thought or generous impulse in their hearts
whenever conditions are favorable; watching over and looking after them,
visiting the more fortunate ones of earth and influencing them to pity,
assist, and teach their miserable fellow-beings. Thus they toil on,
attending their charge even though it live a life of error, going with
it to the spirit world and working upon its sensibilities, until at
last, in some way, it recognizes the presence of the good angels, turns
from the evil ones around it, repents of the past, seeks for light,
finds it, and begins to labor for the good of others. And so Rocky Nook
is a school of preparation where teachers become qualified to minister
to the needs of the lowliest of earth; it is a beautiful spot, and well
worthy a place in the Summer-land. The labor that its inmates perform is
destined to out-work grand results to humanity; and when earth’s favored
children co-operate with them, the victory over ignorance and evil will
soon be won.
Sunny Isle is a beautiful island that is covered with the greenest of
grass, and spangled with the sweetest and prettiest of flowers. The sun
sheds its golden rays upon a number of cosy homes on this radiant
island, in which little children dwell together in harmony and love. The
houses on Sunny Isle are circular in form, and composed of a white
material which resembles the marble of earth, only more transparent; the
roofs are supported by pillars, around which flowering vines twine,
shedding their fragrance upon the balmy air. The interiors of these
homes are decorated with beautiful pictures and statuary, and furnished
with pretty yet simple furniture for comfort and convenience of the
inmates.
On this island a number of little children live with their parents and
teachers, and pursue their studies from day to day. These little ones
once lived in earthly forms; but the conditions of the material sphere
were too severe for them to endure, and so they drifted to the
Summer-land. Some of them are with their own parents, who passed from
earth before they did; while the fathers and mothers of others are still
inhabitants of the mortal sphere, and do not know that their little ones
are cared for, taught, and protected by loving guardians, who are
laboring for the good of others.
The children of Sunny Isle learn the first principles of knowledge; they
are laying the foundations of a liberal education, and, under the wise
instruction of their tutors, are receiving practical information
concerning the origin, uses, and destiny of life. Here they develop
their natural tastes and inclinations, and early show what particular
line of labor they are best adapted for. The abilities of the child are
encouraged to unfold, and they are given opportunities for expression in
outward form. By-and-bye, these little ones will have passed through
their preparatory discipline on this island, and be qualified to enter a
higher department of training and of knowledge. They will then leave
this place for a home elsewhere, perhaps in one of our large cities of
spirit life, or in some of the academic groves where learned teachers
and masters of art and science give practical instruction in the various
branches of education to their pupils. Then other little ones will be
brought to Sunny Isle, to take up the studies and advance in the
direction of those who have preceded them.
But because the little people who live in this bright spot are studious
and industrious, you must not think they are unhappy, for indeed they
are the merriest, healthiest set of little chatterers that you ever saw.
No late hours, no severe lessons beyond their years and comprehension,
no ill-ventilated apartments, and no food that will not assimilate with
their systems, tax their mental and bodily powers beyond endurance, as
is the trouble with so many young people of earth. Plenty of fresh
sunlight, air, water, fruits, etc., are supplied these spirit children;
lessons adapted to their understanding are explained to them, and
generally illustrated by objective experiments; they are allowed to
practice any kind of labor that they are interested in, and thus get a
practical information in relation to it. Their clothing is loose and
comfortable, and does not restrict their movements, and all things are
conducive to their health and happiness, so that they cannot help being
joyous and free.
Sunny Isle is often visited by the children of Rocky Nook, which is not
far across the sparkling water that laves the shining banks of this
pretty spot, and frequently a number of floats or shallops are seen
cresting the dimpling waves, filled with merry, lighthearted little
folks from one or the other of these places, who are visiting each
other. Air cars are also seen floating in the atmosphere, bearing their
precious burdens of happy, fearless children from point to point of
interest, wherever may be their destination. These young people can also
glide through the atmosphere by their own will-power, without being
obliged to resort to conveyance of any kind. This power of navigating
the air by the force of will is natural to the spirit, but cannot be
acquired while encased in the mortal form, because the physical body is
too ponderous to be conveyed through the air without mechanical support.
Spirits who live on earth but a few hours, or months, or even but two or
three years, are enabled to float in the manner of which I speak almost
at once when they reach the Summer-land; but those who have remained on
earth for some years have to become accustomed to this method of
exerting their will sufficiently to glide through the atmosphere, as the
effort does not come readily to them; they are timid and afraid, and
have to practice many times before they gain confidence to float any
distance.
Little mortal children, when first born, could swim easily if placed in
water and allowed to use their limbs, and if the practice was continued
they would have no difficulty in navigating the water, because swimming
is natural to them; but if they are kept out of the water for years,
they lose their natural ability for passing through it. They grow timid
and fearful, and have to practice many times before they gain power to
swim to any distance. And that is just the way with the natural powers
of the spirit,—they must be exercised to be of use.
Sunny Isle is one of a group of three islands; the other two are in
appearance similar to the first. They are also inhabited by little
children and their teachers. The studies and pursuits are similar to
those of which I have spoken. These islands are called Concordia and
Melodie. They are homes of happy, innocent, and active little beings,
who are destined to perform great good for humanity. The dwellers upon
these three islands of the sea mingle freely together, for they love
each other.
When the children of these islands have studied a certain lesson, or
practiced a particular work for a little time, they are permitted to
change their attention to some other interesting labor, or to find
recreation in some pastime that is pleasant to them. This is so that
their minds and bodily powers will not become wearied, and that their
duties may not become distasteful to them. These little folks are
provided with all the appliances necessary for their health and
enjoyment. They have boats, swings, ærial cars, and other conveniences
for their amusement. Musical instruments abound, and many of the pupils
are fine vocalists. The children laugh, shout, romp, plash in the water,
and act generally as do the children of earth when bent upon having a
good time. They never push nor injure each other in any way, because the
first lesson they learn in this school, and one they never forget, is
gentleness to one another and love to all people.
Wherever there are children in the Summer-land, no matter what the name
of their home,—whether it be Fairy Nest or Happy Valley, Golden Nest,
Rocky Nook, or Sunny Isle,—will be found beautiful sights and sweet
sounds; for the expression of childhood is beauty, and in heavenly life
the little spirits are provided with the surroundings and conditions
that harmonize with their own interior life. The methods of instruction
at the different homes may vary, but all are calculated to perform their
work well and faithfully.
Every child in the Summer-land is taught that labor is ennobling, and
all are anxious to learn some branch of employment. They love to work,
for they know that true happiness is found in activity; and as each is
allowed to follow the especial pursuit which pleases him or her best,
and to choose what it shall be, all are contented in their occupation.
The child on earth who is busy leaping, running, shouting, using its
limbs, is happy, while the little one who is obliged to remain quiet or
be idle is sad, discontented, and miserable. This shows that idleness is
unnatural, and that activity is the true condition of life. In the
Summer-land, the natural is always allowed to have free and full
expression.
Now, my little friends, if you do not understand what I tell you about
these things, please ask your kind mother or father to explain it to
you; for I wish you to gain a clear comprehension of the real, natural,
and beautiful manner in which the children of the spirit world live,
study and amuse themselves, so that you may think of them as busy little
workers who are as alive and active as yourselves.
The occupations of these young residents of the higher life, and also
their studies, are various; but whatever each undertakes to learn to do
is accomplished with earnestness and by diligence. We have no dull
scholars, because all delight to study; and we have no loitering idlers,
because each takes pleasure in practicing or experimenting in some line
of labor for themselves.
Our young folks are students of astronomy, following the movements of
planets and seeking for knowledge of the solar system, or the grand
universe of stars, with eager interest; of chemistry, gaining
information of the various elements and their combinations, from day to
day; of the electrical forces in nature, and the laws that control them;
and, indeed, we have with us pupils in every branch of science, as well
as philosophy, who are charmed with their studies and take them up with
commendable zeal. We have also scholars pursuing the branches of
education embraced by algebraic numbers, geometry, architecture, form
and design, and other practical studies; while many of our children,
when their minds are sufficiently matured, adopt the study of medicine,
and enter the field of magnetism to follow their chosen pursuits; for
there are many sick and feeble mortals, and many ill-formed spirits, who
require the care and assistance of magnetic doctors; and here is a grand
work for those who are adapted for it.
So you see, my friends, the lives of the children in the Summer-land are
busy, useful, and earnest. These little ones have all the amusement and
recreation they desire, while they find an incentive to study or work in
the joy they feel when they have mastered their lesson or accomplished
their labor. They have no time to quarrel or to be discontented, and are
always happy.
PART THIRD.