“To that question I will give you an explanation given me by one far wiser than I and much older in this realm of life: ‘Death simply denotes a rising from inactivity to action, from obscurity to eminence, awaking from sleep, or promotion from an inferior condition.’” “Is there a resurrection?” “Every death is a resurrection.” “Edith, do you ever wish to be back here in the body?” “Never. There would be nothing to gain and much to lose.” “Why is it that although you and others come and talk with us clearly and freely at times, there is yet so much of your new life of which you tell us nothing?” “There are many reasons, which I am not permitted to give, nor could you understand them. I myself comprehend them but dimly. I simply obey the law.” “What is the judgment, if there is a judgment?” “For me it is the beholding of my mistakes.” “What is the most wonderful phase of your present life, if I may be pardoned for so bold a question?” Cartice asked. “The knowledge that love is all there is--that it fills all universes; lights all worlds; encompasses every soul, and is the life of every soul. This is as true of your world as of ours; but nearly all there refuse to believe it. Here we cannot doubt it--that is, those who have love in their own hearts cannot doubt it. Those who love not do not know it, for all is darkness to them; but that darkness disappears when they begin to love.” “What is love?” “The living principle of good, which by a law that includes and governs all that is, constantly flows out from the infinite centre. The more you have of it the more of good in its highest and best form will you receive, because it is the greatest of all magnets, irresistibly attracting its like. Love is God. God is love. “You are destined to realize this fully some day; but you might realize it even now if you would, and then the whole face of the earth would change and become new and beautiful. Heaven, indeed, would be opened. But the love I speak of is not the sentiment that usually goes by that name on earth, which too often is but an exaggeration of self, a kind of sublimated selfishness, going out to special persons with whom your lives are intertwined and whose well-being particularly conduces to your own. No, no; the love that is God is universal in its application, enfolding the humblest and most wayward as well as the highest and most perfect. Cultivate this love and you will find heaven even on the earth. All good will come to you. It is the kingdom of righteousness spoken of in your scriptures, to which, if you first seek and attain, all other things shall be added. Love, even in its crudest, most selfish expression and narrowest interpretation yet has in it a spark of the divine principle from the great source or centre which lights and gives life to all worlds and all consciousness.” “If you could give us but one precept to live by, what would it be?”