Communications from September 12 - 29, 1915
September 12th, 1915
I have now overcome practically every difficulty; I have withstood a trial. It was not easy – but then, to be the victor is magnificent.
Great is the goodness and righteousness of our Father! Now I know why I died. I have so much to accomplish that is great: there is the mighty creation of music; and then it is my task to disseminate the heavenly teachings through you, within the closest circle to begin with, later beyond it. Furthermore, I am supposed to help you bear and understand your destiny in such manner that it can no longer be a source of any worry to you, because if you understand it, you suffer less. In the end, my departure was a new birth of our love.
Are these not wonderful reasons? Does this not comfort you entirely, my dear ones?
My period of self-immersion is over; a part of my “I” is still connected to it, but I am also allowed to enjoy the ecstasy of the higher life for brief hours.
The fetters of the earth have fallen away. You wonder at how fast it went. But it is no fairy tale that the way of dying you call “heroic death” contributed much to it. The warriors who give up their lives in selfless enthusiasm have it good in the hereafter. But when they march off to war they must be filled with one thought only: “I am doing my duty!” This is something great and is a wonderful preparation for the heavenly life.
May God protect all of you!
September 13th, 1915
Even though I get farther and farther, I am nevertheless still with you and know how you are doing.
We find each other in all that is exalted – whether in art, in the prayers, or in the beauty of nature: it’s all the same. I still feel every great thought, even now. You must comprehend that I can stay in connection with you from every sphere, because what unites us is nothing but the sublimest, purest love, and it subsists eternally. You must believe me when I say this!
Be joyous with me whenever I tell you that I have advanced, because every shedding of sheaths is a festival!
While I was with you this last night, I saw how closely related falling asleep is with dying. Matter hangs from the spirit by a mere thread, and the spirit is so elated in being free. We interact with each other fully as we did in earthly life, and I tell you many things. But you mustn’t pass up the moment when you have to return to your physical bodies. All this functions according to precise laws, which human beings follow automatically. Upon your awakening, the spirit is completely earthbound again, and you no longer know anything of our communion, even if every time you resolve to have a recollection of it. You will only be able to do that when you are ready to come together with me consciously in your sleep. I believe that some of you will attain this goal yet on earth.
I told you a lot about my living and dying last night. You were all gathered around me in a circle and we were happy about the extended period we spent together. Perhaps with time a sudden remembrance will return to you, if I tell you about it each time. At first, it will only seem like a dream to you, but it is always me myself who is with you in your sleep.
September 16th, 1915
Great is the omnipotence, and we bow in humility, because we have recognized the love in it.
Brother, you became great in your love toward me. You spread your wings over your house because you have found God within you.
Do you feel how I guide you, how I lovingly lay my arm around your shoulder if you mourn a lot? With open arms you called for me, and I gave you everything I could give you. Now there is no longer any separation. Now we mean more to each other than ever before, because we understand each other completely.
I surround you with the love of my world, which is also yours.
September 18th, 1915
Whenever I see how enclosed and dependent on a thousand things your lives are, I am most happy to have prevailed over everything; the more so, as you no longer cause me any distress at all when you have thoughts of pain or doubt.
The threads of our life are now becoming ever tighter and more beautiful; thus the delicate way we react to one another. Obviously, this is easier from my side because I no longer have a physical body; hence I sense every oscillation immediately. For you, everything must always first pass through the many dense layers so you do not feel every slight sensation and every expression of feeling on my part.
Only the fewest people know that in the presence of great love an actual connection exists between the living and the dead.
September 20th, 1915
Today I am giving you a prayer that can be of great help to you:
I have the will to attain to the highest.
I want to achieve everything.
You must forgive me,
For I have sinned and still do so.
But now I know that You are coming to me,
And thus the sin leaves me.
Help me, You sublimest, almightiest One!
Your will is my will,
I bow before You.
The decree of destiny willed that I depart from you for a time, because I could be more to you in my spiritual garment. I do not believe that any of you would have received permission to communicate the heavenly teachings. I owe it to my incarnation-before-last, in which I strove to investigate the spiritual worlds, but during which I only had little opportunity to do so.
Now, however, in my last life, these worlds lay open before me, that is, through this wish my faith had become so strong that I no longer needed to do much investigating at all. The final years of this earth life, I often had the feeling of a holy influence. I sensed a vague inkling of something godly flowing through me, and immersed myself into it fully because I hoped to sense ever more of this bliss. In those moments I longed for redemption, for freedom, because I divined how beautiful it would be, and I knew that I didn’t have many more passions to overcome. I was never afraid of dying.
Now that my final remaining material part has been shed, I can go ahead and tell you that there are quite unpleasant moments after death. I had the good fortune to be able to collect myself in complete calm between these moments, for finding one’s way out of the chaos is extraordinarily difficult. There were always helpers and many good friends supporting me by word and deed. That in turn gave me inner tranquility again and again.
September 21st, 1915
By the beautiful sea I can tell you a great deal today. The atmosphere is so pure. I now see the depths of the sea, everything within it and making it up. All these wonders above and below the earth are amazingly powerful and magnificent.
According to the hundreds of developmental levels, each one of us gets to see these things, for here, just like on earth, one has a strong impulse to “know,” since every one of us feels that there is still much that is exalted and unknown.
You can gather a small notion of eternity if you imagine that in the face of the higher and more knowledgeable beings I – who really already know a great deal – feel like a small, shy child with a mere presentiment of something grand and for him unattainable.
Do you now grasp the feelings with which I think of you earthbound souls? When I draw comparisons and take into account all I have experienced, all I understand and have at my disposal, it is self-understood that I long to know you too to be liberated from the densest of all sheaths.
I am around you without feeling the slightest yearning for anything material. At this point our connection has become purely spiritual. At the beginning it was completely different; then I had the same feelings as during my lifetime. Every contact with you awakened in me a certain yearning for earthly life; after all, I was still young in years when I had to strip off my body. That makes a big difference. As a rule, dying as a child or an elderly person excludes these feelings.
I see you differently now: it is more a seeing and a feeling of everything exalted and spiritual in you. Every stirring of feelings causes oscillations that surround you, and then I sense you all and your love. This is also how it is with colors, which you unfortunately now no longer wear. White is good and beautiful, but I would prefer colors. Black is horrible! With your present spiritual attitude, it is beneath your dignity to wear it.
At the site of consecration, where I now often while, there are colors, and that is a joy to me, who love them so.
Here I frequently derive splendid pleasure from plays of color. If only you could witness them with me once! I don’t believe you would forget that for the rest of your lives.
September 22nd, 1915
I would like to give a verse for those for whom it is difficult to have faith:
The sun of the divine life,
Do you want to behold it, oh man?
Do you want to open the gates that lead to me?
Then first open your door.
How can you come to me
If I cannot come to you?
Man, put off all the torments born only of you!
For I gave you over to the earth in a pure state.
If you come to me, all sorrows recede,
And all sublime thoughts return to you.
Why the doubting, have I given you reason to do so?
Did I not also give you, oh man, a soul with which to behold?
But you throw it away,
For me to mourn for you, for your starving soul.
Only let me mourn, I have patience and wait. – –
Now open your door for me!
Then I will bring you the golden key
That opens unto you my gates.
What bliss, my sun mild: takes you in her arms. – –
Come, oh come, there is still time –
Open the door for me –
Are you ready?
I was so close to you now and felt your small and large worries along with you.
It all lies in God’s hand!
There is nothing you can change in what has been determined. Believe me, I mean so well with you and want very much to help you, as far as it is within my power to do so.
The moment you feel afraid, think of the verse:
God must know what it is good for.
I will not doubt His Goodness.
Through this you gradually create a completely different thought world, and as you do so the many petty worries will surely disappear.
September 23rd, 1915
How everything has brightened up. The seas of your lives have left their former courses and are now flowing in a different direction.
How good it is that I left you. If I had returned from the war, you would not have changed. You had to endure this suffering. You still have long lives ahead of you, but the time for insight is only brief. I trembled for you at the beginning as to whether you would bear this pain properly, because if you had not overcome yourselves, the band of our love would have been rent. But now we no longer have anything to fear. Everything is taking its right course and the most splendid reunion is a certainty for us.
You will see how now a fabric is being spun around you that is of the purest, most sublime spirituality. You operate within this fine net and the outer world feels your closeness as a good deed.
People have no idea what mutually influences them. These so-called emanations are the effects of acquired spiritual traits that are communicated to those outside as sympathy or love – in an infinitely beneficial, correcting or stimulating way. You will notice that yourselves and over time you will attain considerable influence over your fellow men.
[Answer to a question:]
We are constantly enveloped in atmospheres of different colors visible to those with the spiritual eyes to see them.
September 25th, 1915
Death is not passing away; rather, it is resurrection, life is not becoming; rather, it is passing away. The buildings of matter must be dashed, in order to open unto the spirit the strength acquired. As long as the material is maintained, the strength stays anchored within it. But when the material returns home to nature, the strength remains, for it is different in kind from the power intrinsic in nature, and cannot be dissolved in it. The spirit then looks for what earthly life left behind for it and finds the strength!
Strengthened by it, the spirit begins its ascent to the heights. Manifold and multi-formed is such strength. It occurs like a precipitate of crystals out of everything the human being has performed and accomplished in the way of work on earth. Spiritual currents flow through all work, even the most material, and the person must shape these currents in the sweat of his brow to become what he calls his work. And the soul that gives life to this work of his is the strength he has created, which survives his earthly body and becomes the ladder on which his liberated spirit pulls itself upward, rung by rung, to consummation.
At the hallowed site
How lovely it is here! The peace, the quiet and the sublime world of thought already standing here as a temple of the finest fabric. If you could only read from my prayers here often, if you could only see how in such moments all great, pure and magnificent spiritual beings come to you and surround you. The great power is now extended farther already. In its center, the concentrated thoughts form the foundation of the temple. You have worked so completely in my sense for this that I thank all of you, over and over.
There is an unrest surrounding you today that is making it difficult to speak to you. I can only do so if you have perfect peace in and around you. If due to a lack of harmony I cannot find any resonance, I will only be allowed to tell half of what I have to say, because my masters will tell me “You are casting the sacred goods to the winds!”
The work belongs to all of you, each one of you, and is supposed to meet yet other purposes later.
Why the brooding and worries? The human being makes small decisions, but big decisions are made by God alone! And so I must say to you once more today:
It is all in God’s hands!
A deep inner spiritual blossoming forth within one another requires much more than I thought during life on earth; I see that only now.
How good you have it that you are now preparing yourselves so thoroughly for the spiritual life.
I heard your discussions yesterday evening. How lovely it is whenever you are together and hold forth on spiritual matters. I answer you then – you oftentimes hear it, but unfortunately sometimes you also do not. I can see how tremendously informative this hour is for all of you, because I feel its effect in each single one of you. It is not just our circle that is gathered then; rather, a crowd of others join us, who also exchange their opinions and teach themselves, me and you.
If you go on always reading spiritual things and occupying yourselves with supersensible questions, an enormous power will be able to develop in the future, because ever higher beings will take part in it, who influence you and in this way resolve the most difficult questions for you.
I am always closest to you in this hour and can make myself more feelable by you over time, the greater the strength becomes that I have at my disposal. Even if you feel me bodily you must not think that I am dragged down by this; not anymore, because now I stand above that.
September 27th, 1915
I want to give you a few thoughts in prose:
“You ask after our life here, oh man. Everything around and in you is so tightly closed that you are unable to grasp it. But there is a way to behold the splendor and to find the world of the mysteries. Listen, then:
Every thought of God steps out of the circle, the tightly closed circle, and becomes free.
Every thought of the eternally existing wrenches itself free and breaks out of the dungeon of earth-enmantled matter.
Every thought of love receives wings and flies outward and upward, so high! Up there in the regions of light they see each other again, unite closely and ascend jointly.
They are not free yet, for below, out of the person’s heart grow three gold-spun threads, so brightened by the sun. They are spun ever longer by the power of conviction, which takes them under its wing. They do not break, they are firm, oh so firm. They are pulled through everything until ultimately the person’s heart can no longer remain below. It still struggles with itself, with the earthly life-force, but it takes but a fervent wish – and already it is free. Now the thoughts the person himself created draw him upward on the golden threads to the eternal sun!”
You see, so it is with faith. Over time, every really exalted thought that has its origin in the Godhead draws the human being out of the bodily sheath and gives him the strength and the wish to make himself free.
The human soul is lifted and drawn upward by the thought-threads one makes oneself. This is why it is always thoughts that are the most important, and not actions. Thoughts play a bigger role, with them one can attain everything; with deeds, though, only little. Remember this, then you will be able to progress so much easier.
You now have your doors open. The more your faith grows, the closer we are to each other. You still have a lot to learn, though. But that must never discourage you. You must reach your goal and achieve what you have been called to do.
September 29th, 1915
Tora, beloved sister, I have blessed you with the full fervor of my heart. How close we are to each other! With open arms I receive you here when you come to me. You are my mild sun, which makes its rays penetrate – oh, so far. The chains that connect us are so fine and so eternal.
You climbed to the top of high mountains to seek me; you found me completely alone on the lofty peaks, immersed in mute contemplation. I awakened, because – ever so softly – you touched my hand. You came to fetch me back into life, because you needed me. This was before my previous earth life.
So strong was your wish to be born with me once more, to spend the next life with me, that you succeeded in calling me back before my time. Thus you created this close relationship through the fervency of your wishes and prayers.
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Bridge Over The River: Communications July 28-Sept. 29, 1915
September 12th, 1915
I have now overcome practically every difficulty; I have withstood a trial. It was not easy – but then, to be the victor is magnificent.
Great is the goodness and righteousness of our Father! Now I know why I died. I have so much to accomplish that is great: there is the mighty creation of music; and then it is my task to disseminate the heavenly teachings through you, within the closest circle to begin with, later beyond it. Furthermore, I am supposed to help you bear and understand your destiny in such manner that it can no longer be a source of any worry to you, because if you understand it, you suffer less. In the end, my departure was a new birth of our love.
Are these not wonderful reasons? Does this not comfort you entirely, my dear ones?
My period of self-immersion is over; a part of my “I” is still connected to it, but I am also allowed to enjoy the ecstasy of the higher life for brief hours.
The fetters of the earth have fallen away. You wonder at how fast it went. But it is no fairy tale that the way of dying you call “heroic death” contributed much to it. The warriors who give up their lives in selfless enthusiasm have it good in the hereafter. But when they march off to war they must be filled with one thought only: “I am doing my duty!” This is something great and is a wonderful preparation for the heavenly life.
May God protect all of you!
September 13th, 1915
Even though I get farther and farther, I am nevertheless still with you and know how you are doing.
We find each other in all that is exalted – whether in art, in the prayers, or in the beauty of nature: it’s all the same. I still feel every great thought, even now. You must comprehend that I can stay in connection with you from every sphere, because what unites us is nothing but the sublimest, purest love, and it subsists eternally. You must believe me when I say this!
Be joyous with me whenever I tell you that I have advanced, because every shedding of sheaths is a festival!
While I was with you this last night, I saw how closely related falling asleep is with dying. Matter hangs from the spirit by a mere thread, and the spirit is so elated in being free. We interact with each other fully as we did in earthly life, and I tell you many things. But you mustn’t pass up the moment when you have to return to your physical bodies. All this functions according to precise laws, which human beings follow automatically. Upon your awakening, the spirit is completely earthbound again, and you no longer know anything of our communion, even if every time you resolve to have a recollection of it. You will only be able to do that when you are ready to come together with me consciously in your sleep. I believe that some of you will attain this goal yet on earth.
I told you a lot about my living and dying last night. You were all gathered around me in a circle and we were happy about the extended period we spent together. Perhaps with time a sudden remembrance will return to you, if I tell you about it each time. At first, it will only seem like a dream to you, but it is always me myself who is with you in your sleep.
September 16th, 1915
Great is the omnipotence, and we bow in humility, because we have recognized the love in it.
Brother, you became great in your love toward me. You spread your wings over your house because you have found God within you.
Do you feel how I guide you, how I lovingly lay my arm around your shoulder if you mourn a lot? With open arms you called for me, and I gave you everything I could give you. Now there is no longer any separation. Now we mean more to each other than ever before, because we understand each other completely.
I surround you with the love of my world, which is also yours.
September 18th, 1915
Whenever I see how enclosed and dependent on a thousand things your lives are, I am most happy to have prevailed over everything; the more so, as you no longer cause me any distress at all when you have thoughts of pain or doubt.
The threads of our life are now becoming ever tighter and more beautiful; thus the delicate way we react to one another. Obviously, this is easier from my side because I no longer have a physical body; hence I sense every oscillation immediately. For you, everything must always first pass through the many dense layers so you do not feel every slight sensation and every expression of feeling on my part.
Only the fewest people know that in the presence of great love an actual connection exists between the living and the dead.
September 20th, 1915
Today I am giving you a prayer that can be of great help to you:
I have the will to attain to the highest.
I want to achieve everything.
You must forgive me,
For I have sinned and still do so.
But now I know that You are coming to me,
And thus the sin leaves me.
Help me, You sublimest, almightiest One!
Your will is my will,
I bow before You.
The decree of destiny willed that I depart from you for a time, because I could be more to you in my spiritual garment. I do not believe that any of you would have received permission to communicate the heavenly teachings. I owe it to my incarnation-before-last, in which I strove to investigate the spiritual worlds, but during which I only had little opportunity to do so.
Now, however, in my last life, these worlds lay open before me, that is, through this wish my faith had become so strong that I no longer needed to do much investigating at all. The final years of this earth life, I often had the feeling of a holy influence. I sensed a vague inkling of something godly flowing through me, and immersed myself into it fully because I hoped to sense ever more of this bliss. In those moments I longed for redemption, for freedom, because I divined how beautiful it would be, and I knew that I didn’t have many more passions to overcome. I was never afraid of dying.
Now that my final remaining material part has been shed, I can go ahead and tell you that there are quite unpleasant moments after death. I had the good fortune to be able to collect myself in complete calm between these moments, for finding one’s way out of the chaos is extraordinarily difficult. There were always helpers and many good friends supporting me by word and deed. That in turn gave me inner tranquility again and again.
September 21st, 1915
By the beautiful sea I can tell you a great deal today. The atmosphere is so pure. I now see the depths of the sea, everything within it and making it up. All these wonders above and below the earth are amazingly powerful and magnificent.
According to the hundreds of developmental levels, each one of us gets to see these things, for here, just like on earth, one has a strong impulse to “know,” since every one of us feels that there is still much that is exalted and unknown.
You can gather a small notion of eternity if you imagine that in the face of the higher and more knowledgeable beings I – who really already know a great deal – feel like a small, shy child with a mere presentiment of something grand and for him unattainable.
Do you now grasp the feelings with which I think of you earthbound souls? When I draw comparisons and take into account all I have experienced, all I understand and have at my disposal, it is self-understood that I long to know you too to be liberated from the densest of all sheaths.
I am around you without feeling the slightest yearning for anything material. At this point our connection has become purely spiritual. At the beginning it was completely different; then I had the same feelings as during my lifetime. Every contact with you awakened in me a certain yearning for earthly life; after all, I was still young in years when I had to strip off my body. That makes a big difference. As a rule, dying as a child or an elderly person excludes these feelings.
I see you differently now: it is more a seeing and a feeling of everything exalted and spiritual in you. Every stirring of feelings causes oscillations that surround you, and then I sense you all and your love. This is also how it is with colors, which you unfortunately now no longer wear. White is good and beautiful, but I would prefer colors. Black is horrible! With your present spiritual attitude, it is beneath your dignity to wear it.
At the site of consecration, where I now often while, there are colors, and that is a joy to me, who love them so.
Here I frequently derive splendid pleasure from plays of color. If only you could witness them with me once! I don’t believe you would forget that for the rest of your lives.
September 22nd, 1915
I would like to give a verse for those for whom it is difficult to have faith:
The sun of the divine life,
Do you want to behold it, oh man?
Do you want to open the gates that lead to me?
Then first open your door.
How can you come to me
If I cannot come to you?
Man, put off all the torments born only of you!
For I gave you over to the earth in a pure state.
If you come to me, all sorrows recede,
And all sublime thoughts return to you.
Why the doubting, have I given you reason to do so?
Did I not also give you, oh man, a soul with which to behold?
But you throw it away,
For me to mourn for you, for your starving soul.
Only let me mourn, I have patience and wait. – –
Now open your door for me!
Then I will bring you the golden key
That opens unto you my gates.
What bliss, my sun mild: takes you in her arms. – –
Come, oh come, there is still time –
Open the door for me –
Are you ready?
I was so close to you now and felt your small and large worries along with you.
It all lies in God’s hand!
There is nothing you can change in what has been determined. Believe me, I mean so well with you and want very much to help you, as far as it is within my power to do so.
The moment you feel afraid, think of the verse:
God must know what it is good for.
I will not doubt His Goodness.
Through this you gradually create a completely different thought world, and as you do so the many petty worries will surely disappear.
September 23rd, 1915
How everything has brightened up. The seas of your lives have left their former courses and are now flowing in a different direction.
How good it is that I left you. If I had returned from the war, you would not have changed. You had to endure this suffering. You still have long lives ahead of you, but the time for insight is only brief. I trembled for you at the beginning as to whether you would bear this pain properly, because if you had not overcome yourselves, the band of our love would have been rent. But now we no longer have anything to fear. Everything is taking its right course and the most splendid reunion is a certainty for us.
You will see how now a fabric is being spun around you that is of the purest, most sublime spirituality. You operate within this fine net and the outer world feels your closeness as a good deed.
People have no idea what mutually influences them. These so-called emanations are the effects of acquired spiritual traits that are communicated to those outside as sympathy or love – in an infinitely beneficial, correcting or stimulating way. You will notice that yourselves and over time you will attain considerable influence over your fellow men.
[Answer to a question:]
We are constantly enveloped in atmospheres of different colors visible to those with the spiritual eyes to see them.
September 25th, 1915
Death is not passing away; rather, it is resurrection, life is not becoming; rather, it is passing away. The buildings of matter must be dashed, in order to open unto the spirit the strength acquired. As long as the material is maintained, the strength stays anchored within it. But when the material returns home to nature, the strength remains, for it is different in kind from the power intrinsic in nature, and cannot be dissolved in it. The spirit then looks for what earthly life left behind for it and finds the strength!
Strengthened by it, the spirit begins its ascent to the heights. Manifold and multi-formed is such strength. It occurs like a precipitate of crystals out of everything the human being has performed and accomplished in the way of work on earth. Spiritual currents flow through all work, even the most material, and the person must shape these currents in the sweat of his brow to become what he calls his work. And the soul that gives life to this work of his is the strength he has created, which survives his earthly body and becomes the ladder on which his liberated spirit pulls itself upward, rung by rung, to consummation.
At the hallowed site
How lovely it is here! The peace, the quiet and the sublime world of thought already standing here as a temple of the finest fabric. If you could only read from my prayers here often, if you could only see how in such moments all great, pure and magnificent spiritual beings come to you and surround you. The great power is now extended farther already. In its center, the concentrated thoughts form the foundation of the temple. You have worked so completely in my sense for this that I thank all of you, over and over.
There is an unrest surrounding you today that is making it difficult to speak to you. I can only do so if you have perfect peace in and around you. If due to a lack of harmony I cannot find any resonance, I will only be allowed to tell half of what I have to say, because my masters will tell me “You are casting the sacred goods to the winds!”
The work belongs to all of you, each one of you, and is supposed to meet yet other purposes later.
Why the brooding and worries? The human being makes small decisions, but big decisions are made by God alone! And so I must say to you once more today:
It is all in God’s hands!
A deep inner spiritual blossoming forth within one another requires much more than I thought during life on earth; I see that only now.
How good you have it that you are now preparing yourselves so thoroughly for the spiritual life.
I heard your discussions yesterday evening. How lovely it is whenever you are together and hold forth on spiritual matters. I answer you then – you oftentimes hear it, but unfortunately sometimes you also do not. I can see how tremendously informative this hour is for all of you, because I feel its effect in each single one of you. It is not just our circle that is gathered then; rather, a crowd of others join us, who also exchange their opinions and teach themselves, me and you.
If you go on always reading spiritual things and occupying yourselves with supersensible questions, an enormous power will be able to develop in the future, because ever higher beings will take part in it, who influence you and in this way resolve the most difficult questions for you.
I am always closest to you in this hour and can make myself more feelable by you over time, the greater the strength becomes that I have at my disposal. Even if you feel me bodily you must not think that I am dragged down by this; not anymore, because now I stand above that.
September 27th, 1915
I want to give you a few thoughts in prose:
“You ask after our life here, oh man. Everything around and in you is so tightly closed that you are unable to grasp it. But there is a way to behold the splendor and to find the world of the mysteries. Listen, then:
Every thought of God steps out of the circle, the tightly closed circle, and becomes free.
Every thought of the eternally existing wrenches itself free and breaks out of the dungeon of earth-enmantled matter.
Every thought of love receives wings and flies outward and upward, so high! Up there in the regions of light they see each other again, unite closely and ascend jointly.
They are not free yet, for below, out of the person’s heart grow three gold-spun threads, so brightened by the sun. They are spun ever longer by the power of conviction, which takes them under its wing. They do not break, they are firm, oh so firm. They are pulled through everything until ultimately the person’s heart can no longer remain below. It still struggles with itself, with the earthly life-force, but it takes but a fervent wish – and already it is free. Now the thoughts the person himself created draw him upward on the golden threads to the eternal sun!”
You see, so it is with faith. Over time, every really exalted thought that has its origin in the Godhead draws the human being out of the bodily sheath and gives him the strength and the wish to make himself free.
The human soul is lifted and drawn upward by the thought-threads one makes oneself. This is why it is always thoughts that are the most important, and not actions. Thoughts play a bigger role, with them one can attain everything; with deeds, though, only little. Remember this, then you will be able to progress so much easier.
You now have your doors open. The more your faith grows, the closer we are to each other. You still have a lot to learn, though. But that must never discourage you. You must reach your goal and achieve what you have been called to do.
September 29th, 1915
Tora, beloved sister, I have blessed you with the full fervor of my heart. How close we are to each other! With open arms I receive you here when you come to me. You are my mild sun, which makes its rays penetrate – oh, so far. The chains that connect us are so fine and so eternal.
You climbed to the top of high mountains to seek me; you found me completely alone on the lofty peaks, immersed in mute contemplation. I awakened, because – ever so softly – you touched my hand. You came to fetch me back into life, because you needed me. This was before my previous earth life.
So strong was your wish to be born with me once more, to spend the next life with me, that you succeeded in calling me back before my time. Thus you created this close relationship through the fervency of your wishes and prayers.
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Bridge Over The River: Communications July 28-Sept. 29, 1915