The following letters have been received by me (Christophers mom) in ‘automatic writing’, from my son Christopher during the first two years of his new life (in spirit). Friends to whom I have shown them have suggested that the information may be given about conditions in the ‘etheric’ life is of interest and may be helpful. Matter exclusively personal has been omitted : otherwise the letters are given exactly as he wrote them, except from some compression to avoid repetition.
October 30th 1943
Mumsie, I am so happy that you love me to come to you, not like that queer woman you talked to this morning. Her mind is full of queer ideas of taking away sins from people by belief in Christ – she seldom thinks of mind belief but only going to church.
I want to be a bit introspective tonight and tell you what I now realise. (do you want me to keep it private?) You can tell anyone you life if it helps, Mumsie – I have got beyond that now. Christ means more to me than I knew before. I have realized that I am enlisted in a great army of His members, all in Him and working with His Power. I mean to be a living member of His Body and He is our Head and Crown and Life. He is the Force with which we fight. Christ is our Life itself. I never had any idea of this before I died, so it took a little time for me to assimilate it, and I have now taken my oath of allegiance and am enlisted in the Army of Light. I am glad you are so understanding of my words which seem to convey so little of the call I have answered. My loved mother, I am now an adult and have chosen my career, to serve in the Army of Light which is His Body.
Can I say a word now for Dad to interpret? I met a fellow yesterday nearly blind and he was unable ot see because he had been enveloped in business to such an extent that his spirit had never grown. I t was a bit of a shock to me to find that just minding business could have such an effect, but he had thought only on the earth plane and not given a blink of thought to anything like beauty or spiritual values, so he was groping about unable to see anything. I helped him to rest centre where an experienced guide took charge and told me he would have to be educated from the very beginning. He was a grown man in earth life, too. I had no idea before that people could stunt their spirits to such an extent as that poor fellow.
November 7th 1943
Mumsie, I am writing till evening when you have done your chores. I know quite well that you have to do your chores, as we called them in USA.
Can I tell you something about my new work? I am liking it ever so much, it is simply wonderful and full of spiritual power which I knew nothing of before. I am told what to do from a higher plane and this means always being lifted up above oneself, so to speak. I have to be careful not to let my own thoughts get in the way and then when I receive the instructions I find the power of influence comes into me and I give it out to those we are trying to help. It is a most wonderful feeling to be lifted into a higher world and filled with such power to influence. It can’t describe it, but you know what I mean, I can see. We go to the countries where the fear is, where people have to brought low by starvation and terror war, and there where darkness is deepest we pour in light from higher planes. I am so thrilled by the glory of going where need is greatest with such power to help. I am not meaning that I have power, but the power comes into us all. I am only a beginner and very self-absorbed still, but now I can see what to do to help and I feel able to get on in the right way – Christ is in us. O Mumsie, I knew you would love to hear it.
Can I tell you something I saw on my travels in the mountains of Caucasus? I was on my way to find the home of a man who had just come to us and wanted news of his family. I was going over the maintains when I saw an avalanche of rocks cascading down a slope on to a little hut where people lived and I seemed to be told to go there to help them, so I went near and there was an old man on the ground with a broken back and a girl bending over him crying. I saw that he was due to die, so I went up and spoke to her and to my surprise she heard me and seemed thankful that I was there. I think she thought what she heard was her patron saint she had been praying to, but anyhow it comforted her. The old man was just dying so I helped him out of his body and carried him to a nearby camp of our people. He was unconscious because he wasn’t awake in spirit yet. I went to find the girl again and she had gone for help to bring her uncle’s body in, so I left her and went on to my job. I was so surprised to find she could hear me so easily though, and she caught my meaning though not in words.
I think we ought to stop Mumsie. Night-night to Dad and Mumsie, from y our son Chris.
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