Hopkins High Mysticism

1. Auflage 2014
ISBN: 978-3-8496-4336-2
Verlag: Jazzybee Verlag
Format: EPUB
Kopierschutz: 6 - ePub Watermark

E-Book, Englisch, 319 Seiten

During the many years of the active ministry of Emma Curtis Hopkins, over fifty thousand individuals came to her for instruction. Numbered among them were ministers, priests, lawyers, physicians, artists, business men and people from every walk of life. She was known as the 'Teacher of Teachers' as so many of her students later became teachers and carried the message of the High Watch to the far corners of the earth. Several of the well known schools of advanced thought in this country were founded by her students. It is said that the glory of her teaching is that it arouses the hidden creative genius in the student so that he goes forth inspired to accomplish some great work of a unique and inimitable sort by the recognition of his own inherent divinity. To awaken this Divine Sense in her readers is the chief aim of the writings which she has left with us. The Studies in High Mysticism contain her latest writings, the full bloom of her spiritual unfoldment. They are acknowledged to be among the finest examples of Mystical writings. Mrs. Hopkins was herself a Mystic, a Mystic of a new type. She sang the song of the Life triumphant over loss, pain, sickness, poverty, sin and death, and the joy that comes from living the Christ Life. Here we have no identifying with suffering and grief, but the fuller doctrine of Jesus Christ-the rise from ignorance to the 'Liberty of the Sons of God!' This book is spiritual dynamite. Read it and your life will be transformed forever.

Autoren/Hrsg.

Hopkins, Emma Curtis

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Chapter 2 - Remission

We are so constituted that when we are told that the Divine Edict is, "Look unto Me," we lift our inner visional sense to look toward the High Cause. The Spanish mystics urged mankind to look a thousand times an hour toward the Vast, Vast Countenance that shineth as the sun in his strength.

The beams of that Countenance are hot with healing. Proculus the slave felt them melting both his sickness and his chains, and Severus the Roman Emperor chose Proculus to live in the palace with him, because an ever- falling grace from above undid the disorders of those who came near Proculus.

Something is ever gently wooing us. It is the sin- undoing Saving Grace. It rides swiftly to our freedom on the thrill of our recognition. It exposes the Elysium which the saints of old told of in song and sermon. Every beam of light and every waft of air from sighting toward the Unsullied Heights is the touch of the dissolving alkahest, the remitting mystery, the saving grace, removing some suffering, exposing some joy. Is it not written, "Look unto Me, and be ye saved"?

One who had been utterly set free from the might of the flesh and its death, rose, an untrammeled Being, and said, "Preach Remission." Preach the removal, the putting away of the consequences of the downward vision, which appear as evil, matter, lack, pain, decay. Preach the freedom of those who notice that Deity', onlooketh them.

A principle is a comprehensive law. As Jeremiah was brought to sickness and martyrdom by gazing much toward affliction, so they who look to the Unweighted First Cause are unweighted of sickness and the possibility of martyrdom. "Behold, I will . . . lay thy foundations with sapphires"—liberty. "They shall fight against thee; but they shall not prevail against thee."

The mind is not capable of bringing anything to pass except it be transfixed by inward visioning. Inner vision is the vital essential to the mind. When this faculty is exalted, the mind quickens with original ideas and has high instructions.

Hegel, turning his attention toward causes, got deeper than thinking, and wrote in his "Introduction to Logic" that we secretly perceive toward an object before thinking it, and it is only by having constant recourse by inward viewing that then the mind goes on to know and comprehend.

The High and Lofty One that inhabiteth Eternity offers to undo our weakness and our wretchedness, the laws of matter and the veneers of time, if we, undiverted, seek His face. He offers a new language and the end of the world: "Look up to the fields white for the harvest." "The harvest is the end of the world." "They shall speak with new tongues."

As we are like those we face, dropping their unlikeness, it is not strange to find the mystics of all times joyously exclaiming that the Undifferentiated Self-Existent, the Abyssmal Naught, has remitted for them the five dark unlikenesses to Himself into which their aberrated watch had warped them. They have not been seeking liberation from bondage, they have only been seeking His face, according to the Sacred Edict, "Look unto Me," yet liberation has been as complete through the ecstatic moments of their contemplation as if they had entered Paradise. Read how the cosmic laws of matter and mind let go for Parmenides while he was seeking the High First Cause, "not life but the Cause that life is."

The experiences of the mystics have been reported as the shouts of the free. Their shouts have been the creedal formulas of philosophical and religious organizations without number. The zealous lovers of the formulas have often forgotten that matter does not loose the grip of its law if the vision is not toward the heights; that evil lets go its claims only when the Dayspring from on high drops its dewy sunshine into the heart; but all the same the world has loved to hear the lovers of the formulas sing the non-estness of evil, matter, pain, decay. The world has always sought its mystic nihilists when it has wanted its prison doors unlocked: "I will turn back your captivity before your eyes, saith the Lord."

High mysticism is divine nihilism. Truly, there is no knowledge except what is taught straight from Him who saith, "I will instruct thee, and teach thee." Truly, there is safety from drowning for any Peter who looks away from the stormy waters of human existence to Him who saith, "The flames shall not kindle, the waters shall not overflow, . . ." ". . . nothing shall by any means hurt you."

It is preaching remission when we tell the Unweighted Light face to face, that we know our surety of unburdened life under His healing smile. It is a prayer; and prayer is ever a psalm of freedom: "Am I not an apostle? Am I not free?"

If the vision be on high, where the illimitable skies in untrammeled buoyancy shine chastely down, purity of moral tone and flawlessness of body are manifest. Vanity, dissembling, cowardice, are remitted, dissolved; sickness, weakness, disease, are removed. The original Self, denuded of its crass teguments, forgets its history in matter. The former earth is forgotten. It does not come into mind any more.

He unto whose face we look hath vouchsafed to no man His Name, and none as yet knoweth His nature. We know His promises, His gifts, His responses; but as our only carrying energy, the inward visional sense, has been engaged in fetching either gladness or sorrow from other objectives than His glory, we have nothing sublimer than Life, Love, and Spirit, of which He is the Giver, to describe. These being His gifts, and already among the tangible and practical experiences of man, it is not surprising that the subtler triumphs undergirding those who have sought the Giver, and not the gifts, have not been understood. For only the Original of knowing can say, "I will show thee great and mighty things which thou knowest not."

Under the worship of Amen, the Unknown and Unknowable High Cause, Thebes, the metropolis of Egypt was the seat of kings, and triumphed over all the world. Under the worship of Aton—Life, Truth, and Love, or Truth, Happiness and Sunshine, Thebes flourished in splendor for a period, was rich, magnificent, and pompous, and then suddenly went out. Life and Love may not say, "Look unto Me and be ye masters of life." They may not go higher than repletion with their like. Only their Author is their Master and He only can confer mastership. "All the nations . . . shall fear and tremble for all the goodness and for all the prosperity that I procure .. . thee, saith the Lord." "Thou canst not behold Me with thy two outer eyes; I have given thee an eye divine."

"Touching the Almighty, we cannot find him out . . ." "with God is terrible majesty." "Behold God is great, and we know him not," chanted the awe-struck Elihu.

Paul, in his Mars Hill address, declared the Unknown God who giveth life and spirit. He could not describe His nature nor name His greater Name than I AM THAT I AM. But it was immortalizing to Paul himself to call the gaze higher than life and spirit, to the Ain Soph of the Cabala, the "Great Countenance of the Absolute, above thinking and above being."

"My Father is greater than I, was the upward-calling statement of Jesus; and His eye being ever toward the Divine Original, He was ever Master of life. "I lay down my life, . . . and I have power to take it again," He said.

As there is rich newness over the Tao, or Highway, we need not fear to let go all that goes under its dissolving beams. Is it not written that no roan can see that Face and live according to his former estate! That his former estate shall shuffle off—be remitted?

Sell all, let all move aside—let go, and give to the Poor, the Unknowable Absolute, the Unhindered God, the Unweighted I AM, the Predicateless Being. This is the Universal insistence of inspired mystics. We have only one thing to give, namely, our attention. There is one Poor, namely, the Unencumbered First Cause. "Who holdeth fast to the High First Cause, of him the world shall come in quest."

Preach the deliverance of the captive. Acknowledge high. Tell the One High Cause, that being Untrammeled Freedom in Himself, all who look to Him are untrammeled. Tell Him that fear and doubt depart. Tell Him that captivity itself is led captive, and only unvanquished Soul salutes Him.

The dissolving alkahest, the gentle grace that falls down over the track of the vision, has been praised by the sages of the ages, for there is surcease of world pain in its white softness: Behold the gentle Neutral that taketh away the mistakes of the World.

Five grievous shades slip off the earth. They are the foolish virgins with no oil of healing and no oil of il-

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