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"But what is that rock?" we demanded of Betty.


"Recognition of the creator as greater than the thing created," she 
answered promptly. "Acceptance of the Oneness of Consciousness as a 

whole. Realization that man's thoughts and activities are a real and 
vital part of the scheme of things, having their effect on the Whole as 
well as on himself. Not only here and now, in his own little segment of 

the universe, but on out in an eternal continuity. Immortality! Not as 
some vague and distant possibility! But you--here--now! This is the thing 
you must recapture as an immediate and working principle if the new 

pattern is not to crumble as has the old."

Such, Betty told us, is the purpose of her divulgence.


"I must make reasonable," said she, "the HERENESS of immortality. For you 
as well as me, and for me as well as you. Man has always had some 

conception of the THERENESS of immortality. And the thought was 
good--fertile in aspiration and inspiration, pregnant with comfort and 

content. But the new thought I would bring to you is better. For the 
HERENESS of immortality, once you understand it and accept it, will make 
what has seemed to you vague, entirely and triumphantly real."


I shall have more to say of this when the unfolding of her divulgence is 
finished.






CHAPTER V


THE CIVIL ENGINEER AND

THE BLUE SLIPPERS


1.


BETTY'S sister, Millicent, had always accepted Betty's psychic work 
simply because she believed in Betty. But the acceptance had been more 
acknowledgment than belief. The Chinese box episode had startled her; but 

back in her mind, I suspect, lingered the thought that if all this were 
really so, in all its implication, she would before this, somehow, 
through someone, have had word from her husband, who had died suddenly 

several years ago. I must confess that I myself wondered a little why 
Betty said nothing of the one thing most important to Millicent.


"I was not ready," said Betty a week or so later. "I wanted to do it all 
in one fell swoop."


Then she began to "show Joan pictures," as we call. that process. Joan is 
made to see things, which she describes. Only later do we know whether 

they mean anything or not. At the time they generally sound like a 
confused jumble to us, but I take everything down faithfully, for you 
never can tell! Betty "showed pictures" for about twenty minutes. Then 

Francis, Millicent's husband, dictated a short letter to her. This took 
about two minutes. It was an affectionate note, such as any husband might 
have written to any beloved wife. Without the authentication crowded into 

the previous twenty minutes it could have meant little or nothing.

Betty was fairly satisfied.






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