Motherly education, Advices to mothers
[1]The work is the result of mediumistic Spiritist instructions, forming a complete brochure dictated to Mrs. Collignon, from Bordeaux, by the Spirit that signs Etienne, unknown to the medium. Those instructions, initially published in sundry articles in the
le Sauveur journal, were then gathered in a single brochure.
We are pleased to approve this work without reservations, highly commendable for both the format and content. The style is simple, clear, and concise, without emphasis or empty words to fill out spaces, with profound thoughts and irreproachable logic. It is surely the language of an elevated Spirit and not the verbose of Spirits that believe to compensate the emptiness of the ideas by the abundance of words.
Let us not fear these praises because we know that Mrs. Collignon will not take them personally and that her self-love will not be super excited as she would not feel offended with the most severe criticism. In that sense education is seen from a true point of view with respect to the physical, moral and intellectual development of the child, from the cradle to the late establishment in life. The Spiritist mothers, better than all others, will appreciate the wisdom of the advices that it contains for which we highly recommend as a book highly deserving your attention. The brochure is complemented with a little poem with the title
Body and Spirit, also of mediumistic nature that more than one renowned author could have signed without concern. Here is the start of the poem:
'Morpheus had numbed my senses;
My Spirit, free from the heavy organization,
Wanted to conquer the spaces,
Abandoning the form, like the soldier its position.
Like a prisoner that moans in chains,
Finally freed, wandering in space.
Was it a mystery, a memory that remains
That gave me the courage to the departing face?
I wouldn’t know. The Spirit returning
Answers my questions with emptiness.
I soon realized the meaning of his astuteness.
It made me upset because that was deceiving.
- At least tell me, capricious Spirit,
What you have seen in such wandering journey?
To please you, I must tell you something;
The jailer, otherwise, with a sad sense of humor,
Would give the prisoner a rude sermon
The captive condition worsening…”
You must know… - Wait. Is it the real
Story that you are going to tell? – Oh Yes I commend,
You must believe. There was a time in the spiritual
World when I left behind relatives and numerous friends;”
I wanted to see them again for the earthly exile,
Believe, was not only to please!
While the sleep kept you in the bedstead
I left the body there and in Spirit alone
I transposed the steps that separate the worlds
Covering the space in two seconds only.
I had to be fast for the tiny delay
Could make you harm. Well if eventually
You had forgotten me in such a long journey
On my way back, notice well, I would had found
A cadaver instead of a body.
I knew that if I stayed behind a crime I would have
Committed because it is only God that our connections break.”
- Thank you for the memory, Spirit so eager,
If it is not less certain that I would have died that day,
If the smallest delay… Ah! Word of an honest body,
I even feel the shivers!'
[1] Brochure in-8, price 50 cents, by mail 60 cents; Paris: Ledoyen, Palais Royal, Galerie d’Orleans, 31; Bordeaux: Ferret bookseller, Fossés-de-l'Intendance, 15, and at the office of the journal
Le Sauveur path d’Aquitaine, 57.
