What if you slept... (Poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge). And my comments.
Lawyer and spiritualist Victor Zammit's wonderful homepage (I really enjoy it!) and spiritualist philosopher J. Arthur Findlay's wonderful book "On the edge of the etheric" (1931) remind me of Coleridges famous poem "What if you slept":
“What if you slept
And what if
In your sleep
You dreamed
And what if
In your dream
You went to heaven
And there plucked a strange and beautiful flower
And what if
When you awoke
You had that flower in you hand
Ah, what then?”
by Samuel Taylor Colerigde (1772 – 1834)
My comment: The day it finally dawns on us that the Spirit World and the afterlife and God is a reality, a living, undescribable reality, as real as the thing you are holding in your hand right now, the day this fact finally is rooting itself deeply in our innermost being, that day is the day we have the flower in our hand from the spirit world, metaphorically speaking. This day is the day of our enlightenment, when we finally trust our lives to God, and never worry any more about anything. It is the day when we wake up from our sleep in the cultural mythology of godforsakenness and gloomy materialism, the day we are really born again. A mystical, otherworldly experience (like that Richard Bucke had *) can be enough to make us awake, and make us never sleep spiritually any more. And this can happen at any time, like it happened to Bucke.
I feel myself sleeping still. Although I have had mystical experiences of communion with angels (2012) and a Jesus vision (2011). Why is this not enough? I don't know. But I try to meditate day and night upon the fact that the Spirit World is proved to exist beyond any reasonable doubt by spiritualism. But... "Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you by the gazelles and by the does of the field: Do not arouse or awaken love until it so desires." (Song of Solomon, 3:5) My heart wants to awake in its own time, when it is ready for it. Until that time comes, I just go on meditating and contemplating the reality of the Spirit World, letting it slowly sink in. I want to bathe in the literature of spiritualism and in the Bible and in the resurrection of Jesus, which are the areas where this reality is most visible and tangible, in my opinion. And one day my turn to wake up will come, and then I will stop worrying for the future of the earth, and for my own health problems. The existence of a higher world will not just make us good and moral environmental activists, it will make us hopeful environmental activists, hopeful, not with "hopium" (hope like opium), but with the real hope, the only real hope there is, the hope that a higher world will intervene in the end times, and give us a new world. And it is hope which gives us the real strenght to work. When I read the news about the climate and Peak Oil news, this dimension is usually lacking, the journalists and bloggers speak like God and the afterlife do not exist, they almost never mention God or the Spirit World. Here a revolution is really needed among environmental activists. We have to wake up to nature beyond nature, the nature which is even more nature, more natural than nature itself.
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