ON THE night of February 2nd my son, Gregory, dreamed the following wonderful dream. After hearing it I asked him to sit by my side while he told it to me again, so that I could type it out.

I did this because it seemed so very unusual, and because, since this one, he has had other dreams, again seeing and talking with Jesus.

He dreamed that a tall man with light-colored hair and blue eyes came to his bedside, and said, “Gregory, come, I am going to take you with me.” Gregory asked, “Where?” and was told, “It matters not, at present—just come!” Then he seemed to get dressed, but his clothes seemed very etheric—light, and his body was also very “light,” not a bit heavy, and his companion seemed the same, too.

Together, they walked down what seemed almost an endless passage, coming out of which they were in a city, in front of a tremendously high building. The “guide” (for he seemed to be just that) said, “Here we enter.”

Entering the building, he was astonished to see that it seemed to be one continuation of “halls,” with huge pillars exceedingly high, halls leading from one into another as far as his eyes could see. The floors of all were white marble. He felt more than saw— that there were fourteen halls through which he would have to pass.

They started to walk, and passed through five halls. They stopped, then, and were joined by another man, who felt like a companion. This companion seemed very friendly, although he never spoke. They went on, and reached the eighth hall. Here a little boy joined them. Gregory was told it was his own son. Halfway across the eighth hall he wondered if he should turn back, but no, he went on. After this, it seemed very hard to go through the ninth and tenth halls. But, looking around, he noticed that the pillars were becoming a very soft pink now, and seemed very lovely.

He said he had dreamed that in the second hall he had picked up a hatchet and that by now it was getting very, very heavy. After passing out of the tenth hall three very beautiful women met them. One called to him. Here the tall man seemed to give him an urge to throw the hatchet at the woman. And because he was tired of it anyway, he threw it at her legs and feet; and the most astonishing thing happened—all three of them vanished into thin air.

Then the tall man said he would have to keep his hatchet, that he could not leave it behind. So, although it was very heavy, he picked it up again.

Up to here, the guide, the companion and the boy had always been ahead of him. But at the eleventh hall he caught up with them—for the first time. And then he noticed the boy had grown and was much closer to him.

When he got to the twelfth hall, he had to struggle terribly to lift the hatchet—it was so heavy. And the companion said, “What, would you quit now?”

He arrived at the thirteenth hall. All at once the boy seemed to merge into himself, and his companion disappeared. And the tall man said to him, “Go on, go on in, this is now your fight.” He did so, and halfway across the hall, he wanted badly to throw away the hatchet, but absolutely could not get rid of it.

So he plodded on to the fourteenth hall. His hatchet being so heavy that it was now barely possible to lift it. He wanted badly to look back, too, but something within him seemed to say, “No!”

He looked up, and noticed that the pillars reached to a great height, and had become a glorious crimson.

And then he looked down to the end of the hall, and saw there, standing . . . Christ-Jesus, robed in a glorious crimson toga! He had a most lovely smile, and a radiant light was streaming from Him. His hair was a beautiful soft, golden brown, and his eyes seemed a glowing brown, gloriously shining. His hands were out- stretched towards Gregory. Here, Gregory said, he could hardly drag himself along, and that he got halfway across and fell to his knees. And he just dragged himself inch by inch to the feet of the Lord.

When he got there, the Lord said, “Now, Gregory, throw away your hatchet!”

And yet again, the Lord said, “Yes, I said, throw away your hatchet!”

Then Gregory dreamed that as he threw away his hatchet the living form of Christ came forward and merged into him— Gregory! And when he lifted his eyes and looked forward . . . all that he saw was a most beautiful statue.

And Joy, such as he never knew was possible, surged all through him. He felt that he himself was a Joy and a Happiness, and the world was his, and life beyond expression.

And he knew in his dream that the Living Christ would always ever after be with him, and that he could “go back to the world,” with nothing ever again to fear.

Even so he felt he would never go back, but on, and on—gain- ing strength and happiness with each step. —N. B.

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IN ORDER to help readers understand the meaning of the above experience, let all try to realize that it was an outpicturing to Gregory’s mind of what his soul had experienced and was now experiencing, and that it was shown him by his Higher Self to prepare him for the outer manifestations that were to follow.

The tall man represented his Higher Self as a guide; the companion his soul; the boy the young Jesus; and the Christ his Divine or Real Self.

The many halls were the various states of consciousness through which he must pass to reach the Christ and the Kingdom. The first five halls are the realms ruled by the five etheric senses; after passing through them he enters the inner realms of the soul and there joins his soul who is ever afterwards his companion.

In the eighth hall a new octave of consciousness was reached and therein was found the Christ-child as a little boy, who now dwelling within the soul realms joined and accompanied him inward in consciousness to the end.

The hatchet which he picked up in the second hall symbolized the power to cut or hurt another, and this probably was a quality of Gregory’s being shown him to be overcome, and which grew heavier and heavier as he went along, realizing now how the possession of it continued to hurt the ones he loved.

After passing through the realms ruled by the five etheric senses and then those of the five astral senses, he had to face the three temptations, even as did Jesus; but when urged to throw his power to hurt, at these temptations, to his surprise he saw them vanish, as will temptations when one’s power is thus used impersonally.

He then found himself in the eleventh hall, the hall of mastery, where he joined and became one in consciousness with his guide and companion, and even the Christ-child had grown closer and was much more in evidence.

In the thirteenth hall the Christ-child merged into himself, as did his soul, so that he no longer had need of the guidance of the Higher Self.

In the fourteenth hall he realized the fullness and glory of the Christ Power, which had now completely unfolded in him, so that he had no more need of and could not keep the human power symbolized by the hatchet. He now realized his Oneness with all things and all people, and the great Joy and Happiness it brings.

This was a very unusual experience, and is a perfect illustration of the unfoldment of a soul approaching its Resurrection and preparing for the work it came to earth to do.

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BRUSSELS, June 20 (AP).—Dr. Alexis Carrel, of the Rockefeller Institute for Medical Research, New York, told Belgian physicians tonight man was “too slow in adapting himself to the new world he has created.” He said man “needs better knowledge of himself, especially of his spiritual life.”

Dr. Carrel made his address in opening the Brussels medical week after King Leopold III conferred upon him the decoration of Commander of the Order of Leopold.

He suggested creation of an “institute of the science of mankind” to study man’s spiritual, mental and aesthetic attributes in relation to the conditions of the modern, mechanized age of speed. —From a Newspaper Clipping.

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