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Manifold Man

The Epoch —and—The Light of Reason Founded by James Allen, 1902Editor Mrs. James Allen Vol. XX. January 1918 No. 6 The body craves for food. The heart craves for love. The mind craves for mental nourishment. The soul is the seat of the emotions, and longs for experience. The spirit…
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If Only We Strive (Poem)

If only we strive to be pure and good,The foam of the sea will lower its crest,And the weary waves that we used to breastWill sob and turn and sink slowly to rest,With a tender calm all over and through. If only we strive to be pure and true,To each…
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Mother's Love (Poem)

In many varied forms the gifts appear,Of love serenely precious and divine,All are most splendid, but to me more dearIs thy fair love for me, oh Mother mine. No lover can bear sacrifice like thee.No matter how intensely he may love,There is no holier form of victoryThan that which daily,…
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Tranquility

In an age of hurry and bustle, aggravated by the stress and strain of War, what an uplifting influence is exercised by one who has learned the secret of Tranquility of soul! Such an one cannot but be a source of inspiration to those who are carried by the surging…
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The Mending of Life

The fourteenth century was a mystical century. It followed an age of prodigious activity, mental, artistic, and religious. Men and women longed to be guided in the Divine way. Richard Rolle had a message for such, which he put down in writing. One of his books, The Mending of Life;…
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A Garden Fantasy

One beautiful summer afternoon I was resting in my garden when suddenly became aware of a strange murmuring all around me—the flowers were talking! The first words I distinguished came from a tall white lily in the eastern border. "It is curious," she remarked, "to see the great variety of…
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A Moonlight Row in Florida (Poem)

Who's for a moonlight row?A friend responds and away we goTo our boat on Live Oak Water,The lake so calm, so clear and warm,Reflects the outline of each form.Ghostly shadows flit around,Pervading all with awe profound.Quickly row! let’s feel the flow,List to the night-bird’s cry!Sing some refrain both soft and…
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Ways—and a Way

There are many ways of doing things, but the Heart-Way is the best way! There is the way of Duty—so-called—often a very hard way; a way that whitens the hair before the time, and robs the face of its youth and beauty; for so often the word—Duty—is used to cover…
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Stories

Love is an excellent thing, a great good indeed, which alone maketh light all that is burthensome, and equally bears all that is unequal. For it carrieth a burden without being burdened and maketh all that is bitter, sweet and savor.—Thomas a Kempis Not from the "Imitation of Christ" the…
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The Almond Tree (Poem)

A little almond tree stood in the park.Dead and shriveled it seemed to my blurred vision as I passed it by;Dead and shriveled seemed all the trees, as they lifted their bare twisted fingersBeseeching voicelessly for they knew not what.Winter still held all nature in an icy clutch,Dun clouds hung…
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The Editor's Letter Box

Dear Mrs. Allen, What can your secret be? I know you have one—or more than one! Can you spare me one of them? Life is so dull, so monotonous. Every day comes the same—ends the same, until I am wearied of life. What can I do? It is not so…
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Active Service Thoughts (Poem)

Memories! Nor in the noisy world so harsh and rudeWith all its vanity and paltry show:But in the place of quiet solitude,The deepest joy of life I really know.Alone I sit and muse of things unseen—Of Truth and Love, of Purity and Peace;While to my soul there comes a rest…
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The Significance of Love

We were walking on a pathway by the side of the stream, reveling in the beauty all around us. On the other side was a field of vetch, wonderfully fresh and green, the tiny purple flowers being so numerous as to influence the color of the whole. Beyond, towering up…
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Karma

Learn now that there is no cure for desire, no cure for the love of reward, no cure for the misery of longing, save in the fixing of the sight and hearing upon that which is invisible and soundless. Begin even now to practice it, and so a thousand serpents…
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The Coming Man

An omnipotent force is operative throughout the universe, an intelligent force that fashions alike the frailest blossom and the farthest star, that controls and directs the countless suns and worlds in their orbits—that underlies and permeates all, from the least to the greatest. Every phenomenon is a manifestation of this…
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The Positive Element in Life

The positive element in life is the love that springs from sacrifice. The above I have put into inverted commas, simply because I do not know how it came to be pigeon-holed in my consciousness. I may have read it in some book; if so, the book is forgotten, the…
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The March Past (Poem)

There is a march, march pastOf thousands of men,Who are brave-hearted men,And fought hard to the last. These men as they marchSay "Have you the thoughtOf that which we soughtAs we went on that march?" The horror and sound of it,The deafening noise of it,Our hearts how they quailed,And we…
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Conscripts of the Dream (Poem)

Give thanks, O heart, for the high soulsThat point us to the deathless goals—For all the courage of their cryThat echoes down from sky to sky;Thanksgiving for the armed seersAll heroes called to mortal years—Souls that have built our faith in man,And lit the ages as they ran. Lincoln, Mazzini,…
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