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February

The Duty of Cheerfulness (Editorial)

The Epoch —and—The Light of Reason Founded by James Allen, 1902Editor Mrs. James Allen Vol. XX. February 1918 No. 2 Perhaps never in our lifetime did the world need our cheerfulness so much as it needs it today. Are we in danger of forgetting that we have a duty to…
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The World-Soul

Spring still makes spring in the mind,When sixty years are told;Love wakes anew in this throbbing heart,And we are never old.Over the winter glaciers,I see the summer glow,And through the wild-piled snowdrift,The warm rosebuds below.—Selected from The World-Soul by Ralph Waldo Emerson Give me health and a day, and I…
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The Law of Progression

A fire mist, and a planet,A crystal, and a cell,A jellyfish, and a saurian. And caves where cavemen dwell;Then a sense of law and beauty.And a face turned from the clod—Some call it Evolution,And others call it God.—From Each in His Own Tongue by William Herbert Carruth Progression is the Law of…
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The Life Abundant

The old Coptic bishop had been talking of magic and ancient wisdom. He had told me stories of the horrors of sorcery in his own beloved land, where the majority of the people were grossly ignorant and superstitious. Then he went on: "You Western people can scarcely realize the reality…
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Open the Door, O Lord (Poem)

To proclaim liberty to the captives and the opening of the prison to them that are bound.—Isaiah 61:1 I. Open Thou, the prison door, O Lord,And set the captives free,From suffering and from woes untoldBring forth, and lead them unto Thee,Thou King of Kings. For Thou the prison door can…
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The Joy of Life

Is it possible to witness the gambols of a lamb around its mother without feeling that it experiences a sense of joy in a remarkable degree? Its whole life appears to pulsate happiness. Under normal conditions it has joy unconsciously. It would appear that all animated beings are instinctively intended…
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To my Beloved (Poem)

Lay low thy head, Beloved, on my breast,To hear the beat of love gives joy to me,We need no speech, our thoughts wing words.We know, and understand, and see. Visions beyond the range of mortal eyeThe inner sight beholds, and wonders and adores!The heavens are opened, and our hearts rejoiceThat…
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Surveys and Reflections

The Maintenance Fund Our friends are still sending their offerings and very deeply indeed are we thankful to each one. The little slip of green paper will remain in the Magazine all the year, not only as a reminder that the work needs your help and sympathy, but also as…
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God Captains Us (Poem)

"God captains us but does not coddle us." God captains us but does not coddle us, Nor are we meant to pass our sojourn hereSeeking for ease and comfort, but are madeFor higher, purer, grander life than this.God needeth men, not babes, and he who fainWould honor such a Father,…
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The Editor's Letter Box

Dear Mrs. Allen,I am so glad you have given us your opinion on communion with the departed. I had so often wondered what might be your attitude of mind on the subject, and intended to write about it so many times, but, like many others I am sure, I feared…
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Some Hard Tasks

There are many familiar sayings to the effect that everyone has the defects of his qualities, the faults of his virtues. If one exerts oneself vigorously in a certain direction, one is sure to show the defects which are peculiar to that kind of action. By excess or defection, by…
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Meditation

THE practice of meditation is the high road to becoming. To constantly meditate upon anything is to become like it. Spiritual meditation is the open door to the Divine, it is, says James Allen, the mystic ladder which reaches from earth to heaven, from error to truth, from pain to…
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A New Year’s Message

Perhaps no phase of modern life is so strongly marked as that which affects the social side of man. The term brotherhood has become so common that we are in danger of losing its real significance. It is acknowledged that God is—the All Father, that all are His children. He…
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The Key of Victory (Poem)

I therefore appoint January 6th, 1918, to be set aside as a special day of prayer and thanksgiving...throughout my dominions.—George R. I. Thro’ future years this Royal Mandate willUttered by Britain’s King all nations thrill,For Faith in God has urged him to declareThat Britain must gain victory thro' prayer.More thrilling…
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Review

Visits To Walt Whitman. By J. Johnston, M. D. and J. W. Wallace. Published by Messrs. Allen and Unwin. It is probable that many who see this book may think that an inopportune moment has been chosen for its publication, for they will believe that there can be little hope of…
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Watchman, What of the Night?

Yes, it is dark, and we have dwelt so long in the darkness that we are in danger of losing our sight. And yet here and there one, longing for the dawn, is catching a gleam that heralds it, and is sure that the day is coming, and that the…
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The Vision (Poem)

Men wandered long in desolate lands:They strode along in anger fiercely shownIn deeds of bloody vengeance by their hands,Which brought to eyes the tear, to lips the moanOf undiluted anguish, harsh and great;To child the loss of Father, Wife, the stateOf widowhood. And all for naught the feudRaged high; and…
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A Morning Invocation (Poem)

The morning Sun mounts yonder hill,The morning breezes play:In day’s pure light the stars of nightFade silently away. The Power Divine that framed all livesUnfolding to the dawn,Invoke my soul to sing the praiseOf rosy-fingered morn. Above the soft day’s breathing quietRises the city's hum,And warblings fill the woodland glen,Which…
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