8 The Radiant Way

THE VIRGIN’S CROWN We talked with our angel for a long time as we went wheeling rapidly on our way. He seemed particularly anxious to answer all our questions, encouraging us to range in thought over the whole of our ‘tour’ and to remember all the lessons we had learned. Then he taught us more … Read more

HAPTER THIRTEEN    ON THE RADIANT WAY When we had wished our guides a temporary farewell (for they told us that we should often meet) Victoria led us on, over the Radiant Way. Happy as I was to be with her, I yet felt an inward hunger which at first I could not define. Janet, too, … Read more

THE ANGELS OF PRAYER “How gentle is the Angel of Death!” Victoria said softly as we continued our walk.” I had to ensure that you put that in your book.” “It is very good of you to be so interested,” I began, but she broke in laughingly. “We love to spread the good news of … Read more

THE ANGEL OF DEATH “Now we will continue our way, for I want you to meet another angel,” Victoria said. This time we all walked together and again I was struck by the featureless landscape for there was nothing in it to register our progress. It reminded me of what it symbolised – the lack … Read more

THE ANGEL OF BIRTH Presently, one by one, the Guardian – angels went away. Each was to return to earth with precious knowledge which would benefit her charge. When we were alone, Victoria said, “Now I want to introduce you to another angel. Will you come with me?” Eagerly we rose up, and began to … Read more

THE SPHERE OF ANGELS For a time we continued our exhilarating journey through the Higher Void and then at last we came to the Sphere of Angels. Here, another surprise awaited us. In our journeyings, we had become accustomed to woods and hills, to valleys crossed with streams, and to broad rivers flowing through fields. … Read more

THE HOLY HOUSE When our hymn was ended, our angel put his arms about us, holding us to his sides and then rose sharply into the air. At this Janet and I knew that we were leaving the Sphere of Dreams, and travelling by angel’s power. “I wanted to make another visit,” Janet said wistfully. … Read more

THE LESSON OF THE TREE Joseph and I talked together earnestly. I was so much attracted to his simple, wise nature that I asked if we could come to visit him again, after our book was finished. He consented gladly, telling me of a cottage he and the Master had built in the very depths … Read more

THE DIVINE CARPENTER Even the birds seemed to sense our thoughtful mood as we walked on through the wood. They sat motionless on the boughs, watching us, or wheeled above our heads with faint calls to one another. This wood was so like a temple, too, that perhaps they were calmed by its spell. We … Read more

CHAPTER FIVE HOLY BREATH In a moment we had risen into the air and were speeding over the river. By now the sun was high, but it was veiled in clouds so that the cool breeze and the misty sunbeams filled us with zest. For a while we followed the direction of the river, skirting … Read more

THE LITTLE ONE When we reached the river, the first sound we heard, was that of childish laughter. “Can it be the baby-angels?” Janet asked at once, for her mind was never very far away from them. “Come and see!” our guide invited, leading the way to the bank through a fringe of tall rushes. … Read more

AN EARLY MORNING WALK Very early the next morning, just as the sun rose to send its first rays through the open casement, our angel awakened us. “Come,” he whispered, “we must not tarry for we must journey at once to the river bank before the sun is high.” “Let us first say farewell to … Read more

CAROL’S GUEST While we had been talking in this serious strain, the Sky had changed its glowing colours to a pearly gray and twilight began to steal into the room. The Scents from the garden came in more strongly, too, filling the air with fragrance. Carol rose and silently spread a white cloth over the … Read more

IN THE COTTAGE It was a long time before any of us spoke. We walked through the winding pathways of the wood, inhaling the fragrance of the flowers, listening to the music of the birds’ song. For a long way a glossy blackbird had been riding on my arm, pecking at me inquisitively and then … Read more