THE CYCLE OF THE SOUL
Part III
The Cosmic Life

Jozef Rulof

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Focussing my concentration on the earth I floated through space again. Many things had happened to me. My sphere now was different from the one of my first entry. Good work I had done and I would go on doing good. Soon I was on earth. It was night. Earthly life as seen from this side was awesome. The astral beings did not rest, they lived it up. I knew all their pleasures, their loves and destruction. There were millions of these beings on earth. Each one sought his amusement, which would be his downfall.

Now that I concentrated on the people I could feel their inner life. How clear they were to me now and how deeply could I penetrate inside the life of their soul. In the radiation of a human being lay his desires, his sorrow, his hunger and failing. However, my interest went out only to those who wanted to make an end to their own lives. Those who were contemplating it I felt most intensely, for it corresponded to my own inner life. With them I was connected, and I knew them like my own life.

Ahead of me walked a woman. In her was grief and sadness. I felt that coming up in me quite clearly. She was young still and clothed in rags. Her I would follow. Where was she going? Was she all alone in this world? She too was broken of heart and soul. I met nothing but misery. She aimlessly wandered from street to street. I decided that I was on another continent, for the language spoken here was not mine. And yet I understood her. In feelings I merged with that language and with that being, and in this manner I interpreted her own feelings. This was the spiritual connection. In this way I sensed every language spoken on earth. I continued to follow the woman, for there were thoughts of suicide in her mind. These feelings came to me when I connected myself with her. Unceasingly she thought about it. She figured that if she made an end to her life, her grief would be over. Dead was, to her, dead.

But I sensed more. In and around her I saw the means by which she would end her life. For her it was a jump into the water. But then too would she be stuck to her material body; wherever it went she would have to undergo that hideous process of decaying. But I felt a that she could still be helped. Anyone who could not be reached had to be left to himself.

Her inner being showed maternal sorrow and I felt how she had come into this situation. She had been left behind and inside of her she carried a young life. Were she to make an end to her life, she would not be the only one who would enter this life. It would be a double murder she would have to make good. Knowing this, I would do everything in my power to prevent it. Who had brought her in this condition and then left her? It was inhuman. There before me walked such terrible agony as I had not yet experienced. My God, I thought, how much suffering there is.

I did no longer call out: ‘Why can God allow this!’ anymore, for I knew. I kept contact with her and gave her support. I led her far away from the place where she intended to go. Not that, I thought. Don’t go looking for water, it attracts you. She too was mentally ill, for the person who contemplates suicide, is insane.

I guided her to the edge of a forest. A short distance away I saw a house. Were people living there? This young mother needed help. I forced her to rest a while, and she obeyed. Tears were running down her cheeks, tears of deep human sorrow. Yet in her lay a great love; it was holy mother-love she felt.

Now I pondered over my next move, what should I do? It was far into the night. I forced her to be calm and left. Quickly I hurried to that earth dwelling, but it was empty, no beings were to be seen. What should I do now to help her? Time was pressing.

I went back to her and saw that she was ready to go on. Her inner being cried, water, water. The water would be her life’s end. In it she would feel no pain and would be rid of all her troubles. I let her go, but stayed with her. At this time I could not take over, for I knew that I was only allowed to intervene in the very last minute. Suppressing her feelings over and over again would weaken her brain, and a mental disturbance would ensue. I was prepared for that. It had happened to me in my cell, and I wanted to protect her from it. Still this work turned out to be much more difficult than I had thought, for I encountered unexpected events. Again she went looking for the inhabited world. Her mind worked feverishly and the calm I had put in her had disappeared. Yet she was alone and there were no astral beings. I found this very peculiar, for why didn’t she attract any demons? I scanned her once more, to find out where the sudden unrest came from. Deep down I explored. Again I stood before a problem.

From the depth of her soul rose these thoughts and feelings. Something in her was becoming conscious, in her lay a feeling of dying. This feeling drove her on, endlessly further, and yet she did not come to the action of making an end to her life. She was looking for the water, but she did not jump. She could not bring herself to do it, for something was holding her back. Was it her past? Was I being shown her past? It was extraordinary what I saw and clearly felt. For me, however, it was a problem. I prayed intensely to be allowed to see the riddle, so that I might help her. Now she approached the water. What would she do? I followed her, while I kept asking for help. Always deeper did I descend into the innermost depth of her soul. She continued to follow the river. I now felt that I need not worry. Man is such an enigma. These symptoms I had not yet seen. Suddenly she turned into a street, and left this danger behind. How is it possible, I thought.

Then I felt the wellknown influence within myself. Her past was becoming visible to me in the same way as I had viewed into my own past. Had Emschor come to my aid again? In the depth of her soul life lay suicide, but she would not be able to go through with the deed. She was already too far on the spiritual road to make that jump. This would only happen if one had a lower spiritual attunement. She had committed suicide in a former life. How perfectly simple was this spiritual problem now that I was allowed to view in her past. Through poverty and sorrow she became once more aware of her past, and all those feelings were taken up again by her day-consciousness. I also understood now why she was alone and unhindered by the demons. Her thoughts about making an end to her life were not strong enough for the demons to receive them.

Silently I thanked my master for his help. I felt now what I had to do. She sat down to rest on a bench in a park and soon fell asleep. I scanned her sleep and determined how long it could last. She would sleep for a couple of hours and that gave me time to put to good use. I went looking for other people with whom I could connect her, so that they could help her. I concentrated on people I could reach. I searched the surroundings, but without success. I wandered around the neighbourhood and saw a large building in the distance. There I went.

When I entered I noticed that it was a monastery where monks lived. Man on earth had not started his daily work yet. I concentrated on the time and found that it was four o’clock in the morning. However, here were and lived people who could help me. From one room I went to the other. In every one I scanned the person who lay there sleeping. After going in and out some ten rooms I found what I was looking for. This monk could be reached. His mind stood open to the radiation and thoughts of the spirit. His sleep was not deep, so that I woke him. I urged him to get dressed. He obeyed my strong will, but he was amazed by his own doings, though he did what I wanted. As soon as I had achieved that, I knelt and prayed to my God and my leader for help. What I wished to accomplish was not simple.

After he had dressed, he too knelt for his morning prayer. In this I may not disturb him and I waited. A delightful feeling of peace lay in me. When he was finished I concentrated on him and willed him to take a walk. But I had to give that up. I sensed what he aimed to do and let him go. He moved away and entered a chapel. There again he prayed to his Father in heaven and asked His blessing for this day.

At this time I ascertained how long he would be praying, and when I knew, I transferred myself in a flash back to my protégé. She was still in a deep sleep, so that I had to wake her. An awakening like this is very simple. I raised her feelings, after which the spirit resumed its task by setting the vital organs into motion. She shivered from cold, the poor woman. Next I put a happy feeling in her, that her serious suffering would soon be over. Then I urged her to leave. She did as I wished. After I had succeeded that far, I forced her to follow one direction, while I retreated with every step she took. One of her steps against ten of mine. In this way I pulled her in the direction of the monastery.

When I arrived at the monastery I saw that the monk had finished his prayer. Now I wanted him to take a walk. He became uneasy and I increased my concentration. I succeeded again. When he came outside, he wanted to go back. He became aware that something strange was happening to him. I forced him to walk on.

‘Take a walk’, I shouted at him, ‘even if it is still too early.’

His own feelings and thoughts were working against me. Still he did what I wanted, but he started praying again.

Now I had contact with both earth beings. The one I pulled towards me from afar, and the other I tried to guide in the same direction. Still I stood for a difficult situation. A high wall surrounded the monastery, and they were accustomed to stay inside the enclosure. But he should and must go outside. With all my force I pushed him in the direction of the exit, but he refused, for this was not allowed them. I pleaded for help and kept my concentration riveted on the exit. Suddenly he did what I wanted. It happened unexpectedly and that showed me that I had received help. The monk was not himself anymore, I had brought him in a condition of halftrance.

When we came outside I saw also the young woman approaching in this direction. A few seconds more and they would meet. How happy I was. On a lonely road I brought them in contact. The monk looked at the being wrapped in rags, but walked on. My God, I thought, has my effort been for nothing? Upon my most intense concentration the monk stood still and looked at her. Love, nothing but love, I laid in him.

‘Help her’, I told him. ‘Help, come on help, she needs your help.’

Really, how difficult it was to bring this about. His situation I understood. This monk was not used to start a conversation with people, let alone with a woman, and yet it must be done. I got him so far that he walked up to her. I called out to him: ‘She needs your help.’

Suddenly he looked around and beside him. Clearly he had heard my words. Still I was invisible for him. Next I forced her to stand still and look at the monk. When I succeeded with that, I connected myself with him again and called to him: ‘Help her. God is love! God is Love, you must help her!’

Finally he took courage and said to her: ‘Must I help you?’

Unwittingly he used my own words. She began to cry.

‘My sister’, he said, ‘can I help you? Our Almighty Father sends me to you.’

When I heard him utter those words I felt faint with relief. A warm feeling of happiness flowed through me. Thank God, I thought, she is safe. Yet I kept myself standing and watched her being led inside. The doors closed behind her and my work was finished. On the very spot I stood I knelt down and thanked my Father that I had been allowed to help a human being.

Afterwards I visited the monk. He was in the chapel praying to God, thanking His Father as I had done. In me he saw the Holy Ghost. The Holy Ghost had descended from heaven and had let him perform this miracle. They all considered it a miracle and believed he was a saint; but I had been that holy. Yet I was only at the beginning of my true way, but it made me feel good that they had considered it a miracle.

Then I visited the young woman. She lay in a spotless white bed and cried from happiness. She too thanked her Father. We all had our own God, but yet her life had been saved. She was well cared for, and her child would be born on earth.

And so I had learned much again and done some things for my fellow man, and I wanted to continue in this way. This is the way we assist the earth people who need our help.

In their own chapel I asked my God to guide my ways, and made myself ready for an other job.

Again I roamed the earth like a vagabond. Soon I found other work and saved a person from a ruinous downfall. I do not want to describe every situation and all the things I experienced. That is too much. Let it be sufficient for you that years and years passed, and that I was able to prevent dozens of people from committing suicide. One generation after another was born on earth. Everything there changed, and so did I. In me light began to grow, as did my love. I continued to aid people. How much better I learned to understand my God and Our Almighty Father. How deeply I went down into life and how clear it all became to me. Old and young, men and women, I was allowed to help. Much agony and suffering I was granted to turn into happiness. Gradually I saw myself and the sphere in which I lived merging into the spheres of light.

In the one person I was taught the wonders of the All, in an other about the deepest darkness. I had happy and sad experiences. Then I was on earth, and next again in the dark spheres of hell. My ways were being followed and I too was assisted with everything. All the time I prayed, but still it was the action that changed me and my life. By prayer alone I would not have got there. My prayers were the request for help and therein lay my love, felt for human beings. It must be the deed, for it is the serving love that gives people the eternal light. And thus I gave all of myself and had many experiences.

As I said already, many years had gone by, and when I tuned in on the time period man lived in, I found that the seventeenth century was approaching. Seven centuries of struggle and moving experiences. I could now see that enormous chain of which I had become a link. In all those centuries I had come to know life, know how to bow my head and learn to love life.

At last a feeling grew in me, that came from the spheres of light. It was as if someone was calling me. From afar thoughts were transmitted to me, and those thoughts were a command that I would set out for the spheres of light. Higher beings called for me. It was a strange feeling that came in me.

At the moment of my departure for my long journey, I remembered the moment when master Emschor was leaving me with the words: ‘When you will be far enough advanced, I shall call you.’ Apparently that moment had come, and now I possessed true worth. In and during my work I had developed. But I could not leave yet, for all that human suffering held me captive. However, the calling persisted and became ever more intense. I had become so used to this life, that I vigorously resisted it. But I must say goodbye to those millions of brothers and sisters of the spheres who were working on earth, even though it was very difficult. I was being called and I must obey. I felt clearly that another kind of work was waiting for me.

I could have returned like a flash, but I took my time and for months I worked along the way through meditation. I reviewed and re-thought everything. The closer I came to the spheres of light, the better I understood my own life and the meaning of living on earth. If I could but tell this to the earth some day! That too was possible, for my master had told me so.

Slowly I worked my way upwards, and I felt that I was going through a process of purification. That purification occurred by thinking. Now I was able to ask my Father in Heaven forgiveness for all my sins and faults.

In the sphere where I had left that unfortunate prisoner behind, I walked inside. The first human I met was the master of that sphere. Nothing here had changed. Smiling he stepped towards me, and said: ‘Brother Lantos, God be with you. There are people who find one year like a century, but with you it is just the other way around. Come in, my brother. You left a century ago, and have only now returned. Is there any change on earth yet?’

‘No’, I said.

‘Do not let that disappoint you, as you see, nothing has changed here either. Everything will be explained to you, however.’

‘How is he?’

‘Oh, he does good work. At this moment he is in the darkness, and has already done much good work. He has become a strong personality. This life has shaken him awake. He has asked for you many times after he was shown the end of his life on earth.’

Ah, I thought, how kind. Tears sprang to my eyes from thankfulness to God that I was the one allowed to save him. How beautiful life is then. To be something for others, that makes a person happy.

‘Your help’, so he said, ‘I will be worthy of; I shall not cause him to be ashamed of me.’

It made me extremely happy to hear this. This life causes emotions, it must cause emotion and shake people awake.

‘Brother Lantos’, the master addressed me, ‘I was instructed to go with you, for we won’t remain here. Presently we will take a trip, and go to your own sphere.’