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A Word to the Members of Our Correspondence Circles

The formation of these "Circles" constitutes an attractive feature of this journal—one eminently calculated to extend both its circulation and its usefulness—and its present readers owe a real debt of gratitude to our thoughtful friend who originated the idea. It is patent to all who have been reading The Light of Reason during the first half year of its life that its object is one of the most important and lofty that can engage the human mind, namely, the pursuit, in a thoroughly reasonable and practical way, of Truth, by which we mean the laws and principles which regulate the Higher Life within us. Some, indeed, would despair of attaining Human Perfection regarding it as Utopian, despite the Master's injunction, "Be ye perfect." But, presuming that Perfection is unattainable within the narrow limits of the present life, are we therefore to fold our hands and give up the quest as a waste of time and energy? God forbid! The pursuit of Truth is an invaluable end in itself even to those who succeed in but touching the hem of Her garment. Truth, like the horizon, seems to fly as we proceed. To our imperfect sight it is a road without an end; but oh! the countless treasures that lie along the way, and that are to be picked up at each step from the very first, and ever increasing in number and beauty as we proceed! Also there is such a thing as a natural taste, a genius, for Spiritual Truth as for all other Divine Perceptions, and such a taste, even when strongly pronounced, is apt to get blunted or vitiated by neglect or abuse, and very often by lack of opportunity, of encouragement, of sympathy. Hence it is that so many of us—engrossed, as we all are more or less, in the cares and business of worldly life—are seemingly indifferent to the charms of that Higher Life. Some are seemingly blind, and see not the exquisite colors and forms; some are seemingly deaf, and hear not the ravishing music; some are seemingly paralyzed, and feel not the healthful breezes, nor taste the delicate fruits, nor smell the fragrant flowers. I say "seemingly," because one can only judge by appearances. Now the "Circles" are representative of these various mental perceptions or tasks, and consist of persons whose bent lies in the special direction of his favorite authors. Presumably all are more or less enthusiasts, specialists, students. Each has a power or influence which, if he be of healthy mind, he will seek to impart to others of like taste. Thus mentally equipped, each individual member of a Circle constitutes, as it were, a separate cell, and each Circle is an aggregation of cells—in fact, a battery or magazine of specialized Mind-Power, a living Energy of which the potentiality is quite incalculable. The question then arises: "How can we best utilize this Power for the common good?" This is a question which everyone must answer for himself, and these Circles, now they are fully organized and in working order, furnish an excellent means of eliciting the opinion and ascertaining the capabilities of its members. In this, as in all other matters, if only our duties and responsibilities are felt, the ways and means will soon show themselves. Meanwhile, I would venture to say to those who have already joined Circles: Let those of you who have leisure and gifts, those who have tasted of the ineffable joys which attend the step of the pilgrim along that charmed highway, let them descend, individually and collectively, to those less favored than themselves and with loving words invite them—nay, compel them—to join the happy company.

They say that when that most enterprising and exemplary of all insects, the ant, chances her devious wanderings upon a honey-pot, she straightway goes home, and there and then leads forth the whole community to share in the banquet.

Go ye and do likewise. Freely ye have received: freely give.

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James Allen

James Allen was a little-known philosophical writer and poet. He is best recognized for his book, As a Man Thinketh. Allen wrote about complex subjects such as faith, destiny, love, patience, and religion but had the unique ability of explaining these subjects clearly and in a way that is easy to understand. He often wrote about cause and effect, sowing and reaping, as well as overcoming sadness, sorrow, and grief. For more information on the life of James Allen, click here.

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