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gigantic books of stone with no eye of flesh to read them. But humanity will only have disappeared from earth<br />

in order to pursue upon spheres better endowed other paths of ascension. The waves of progress will have<br />

pushed all the terrestrial souls toward planets better suited for life. It is probable that prodigious civilizations<br />

will flourish then on Saturn and Jupiter, and humanity reborn will there flower in a glory incomparable.<br />

A new field of action will be given humanity to love and work toward perfection. In the midst of their<br />

work, sad souvenirs of earth will perhaps come to haunt their spirits; but these souvenirs, with memories of<br />

troubles overcome and sorrows endured, will be only a stimulant to greater heights. The voice of wisdom will<br />

say to them: ‘What matters the shadow of the past! Nothing perishes; all life reforms itself, and mounts from<br />

sphere to sphere - from sun to sun, up to God. Spirit is imperishable! Remember this - there is no death.’ The<br />

teachings of the churches and their ceremonials have contributed not a little to the representation of death<br />

under lugubrious forms, and to awakening a sentiment of terror in the minds of mortals.<br />

Materialistic doctrines have not reacted against this impression. At the hour of twilight, when night<br />

descends upon the earth, a certain sadness touches us. We drive it away, saying, ‘After darkness the light<br />

returns; the night is but the herald of dawn.’ When the summer is followed by sad winter, we console<br />

ourselves with the thought of future springs. Why, then, this fear of death - this poignant anxiety regarding the<br />

act which is not the end of life?<br />

The spiritualist knows death ends nothing. It is for him the entrance into a mode of life full of rich<br />

impressions and sensations. Not only are we still in possession of spiritual joys, but they are augmented by<br />

new resources and more varied powers of enjoyment. Death does not even deprive us of the things of the earth;<br />

we continue to see those we loved and left behind us. From the bosom of space we follow the progress of this<br />

planet; we see the changes which take place, and we assist in new discoveries, in the development of nations<br />

politically, socially, and religiously: and until the hour of our return to flesh we participate, etherically, to the<br />

measure of our power and our advancement, in the labors of those who toil for humanity.<br />

Instead of avoiding the idea of death, we should look it in the face, and know what it is. Let us<br />

disengage it from the shadows and chimeras with which it has been enveloped, and ask of it in what manner<br />

we should prepare ourselves for this necessary and natural incident in the course of life. Necessary, we said. In<br />

truth, what would happen if death were suppressed? This globe would become too small to contain the throngs<br />

of humanity. Age and decrepitude would lend their aid to make life insupportable. A day would come, when,<br />

having exhausted all the means of study - of travel and of useful cooperation, existence would assume for us a<br />

character of overwhelming monotony.<br />

Our progress demands that one day or another we should be relieved from this earthly envelope which,<br />

after having rendered its service, becomes unsuitable for other plans of destiny. How can those who believe in<br />

the existence of a Supreme Power think of death as an evil?<br />

The universe cannot fail. Its aim is beauty, its means, justice and love. Let us fortify ourselves with the<br />

thought of unlimited futures; confidence in the survival of life will stimulate our efforts and render them<br />

fertile. No work done with patience and a high motive can fail of success on some tomorrow. Every time death<br />

knocks at our door in its splendid austerity it is an invitation to us to live better, to act better, and to increase<br />

the worth of our lives by ceaseless efforts.<br />

Often the imagination of man peoples the Beyond with frightful creations. Certain churches teach that<br />

the conditions of our future life are determined irrevocably at death, and this affirmation troubles the existence<br />

of many believers. The revelation of spirits puts an end to all these apprehensions, bringing from beyond the<br />

tomb precise information. It dissipates the cruel incertitude, the haunting fear of the unknown. Death, it tells<br />

us, changes nothing in our spiritual nature or our character - that which constitutes the veritable ME. It simply<br />

sets us free in the measure of our advancement. On that side as on this, we have the possibility of choosing<br />

good or evil, and the faculty to advance, progress, and reform. Everywhere reign the same laws, the same<br />

harmonies, the same divine powers. Nothing is irrevocable; the love which calls us to this world attracts us<br />

later to the other; and in all places friends and protectors attend us. While here we weep over the departure of<br />

those who are lost to us in seeming nothingness, above us beings glorified welcome their arrival in the light in<br />

the same manner that we welcome the arrival of an infant whose soul comes to blossom newly on earth. Our<br />

dead are the living in Heaven. Many people fear the physical phases of death, but the spirits tell us that the<br />

moment of death is almost always painless. Death is but falling asleep. The knowledge which we have been<br />

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