The Impersonal Life

by Joseph Sieber Benner

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The Inner Life

THE HERALD OF THE NEW AGE | MAY 1935

THE INTERPRETER’S HOUSE

IN THIS Department will be given interpretations of dreams and visions of those needing to know their inner meaning. We reserve for it only those of special interest and helpfulness.


IF YOU BELIEVE IT IS SO

MANY interesting experiences have happened to me recently. One night I saw someone, it seemed to be the Christ, but I’m not sure—changing physical atoms through the Christ force into atoms of light. It was done three times, being an illustration as it were of what I could do, and I was so happy that I was to have the power to help people to that degree.

Some months ago, I dreamed I had bronchial pneumonia, and was desperately ill. I’ve been working on that ever since, and thought I had avoided it, but this past week I felt a great settling down upon me and had the feeling I was going to be desperately ill. I fought it and stayed up as long as possible. One day before the worst came, while sitting in my chair, something began to happen to me; a force began playing over me and I saw two of the most beautiful hands (a man’s hands) with white flowing sleeves (but I did not see much beyond the wrists), and from them came this wondrous force that was helping me. Despite this I had to go to bed for three days, but I certainly did NOT have bronchial pneumonia.

While in bed one night shortly after having dropped asleep I saw this: A table beautifully set for dinner, with dinner just placed on the table and chairs drawn up. Just as I started for the dining room, a tabby cat jumped down from a chair (I own no cat) and made for the dining room. It started under my chair, but before completely under it, changed into a fox—a pretty little fellow. I’m fond of animals and admired it, but as I started toward my chair it turned into a vicious looking shaggy wolf, with almost sabre teeth. No animal looked at me from out those eyes. They were human eyes and so filled with hate and malicious venom. I was not only startled but chills of fear crept up and down my spine. So much so I awakened and that wolf and those eyes were very real. I worked and worked on it until I could look it in the eyes unafraid, and the last two days it has disappeared.

I do not believe this to have been something of myself, but a so-called enemy who wishes to keep me from enjoying a lovely repast that has been prepared for me.

I may be wrong in my interpretation and if so shall appreciate correction, but I had a very nice position and some people who were working against me thought whom I was working and who knew I was aware of it, forced me out. He has recently approached me and asked me to return. “They have learned of this and I feel they are trying to prevent the return. Strangely, there are three of them. They have done much to undermine my health since, as well as to work against me in other ways. I bear them no malice, but I’d like to know how to handle such a situation in love, yet be positive and hold that which is mine.


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