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THE UNSEEN HAND

The consciousness of the hand – When it first was felt – Always there – Now as the hand of a father – Now as that of a mother – A lover – A brother – Always guiding – Always leading – A mystery – Some day we will know the owner of the hand.

I have felt the Unseen Hand – have been guided by it – have felt the kind but steady urge in the direction which it knew to be best, though my Intellect failed to see the beauty of the road toward which the Hand was directing me. For a time I rebelled against the impertinent interference of that which seemed to be a thing apart from me – a meddler – an unasked for helper. I had emerged from the dependent state – the state in which I thought it necessary to lean upon others. I gloried in my independence – my freedom – my ability to stand alone. Finding that it was good to stand alone – reveling in the joy of my new found freedom – rejoicing in the fact that the I AM within me was a reality – feeling within me the ecstasy that comes from the recognition of the reality of Individuality – I resented any interference from outside. But the pressure of the hand was still here – it would take my unwilling fingers within its own and lead me on – and lead me on.

Finding that I could not get rid of this unseen helper – realizing that it was intent upon guiding me in spite of my repeated assertions that I was able to take care of myself – that I was big enough to walk alone – I began to study the Something that was so determined to take an active part in the affairs of my life – I started in to become acquainted with it.

I found that it had always been with me more or less, but that I had not before recognized its presence. So long as I felt that I was not able to stand erect upon my feet – so long as I feared – so long as I failed to recognize the I AM – I was scarcely aware of this invisible helper. But when I began to realize what I was – what was my place in the Universal order of things – what were my possibilities – my future – the presence of this unseen hand began to be manifest. When I at length threw off the last fetter that had bound me – when I threw back my shoulders and drew my first free breath – when I shouted aloud with joy at my freedom and strength – when I realized the power that was within me and at my command – when I started out to accomplish that which my awakened mind told me was possible of attainment – when I started to do these things all by myself– then I felt for the first time the firm clasp of the unseen hand.

Now gently guiding – now leading – now kindly restraining – now giving a gentle urge toward people, things and conditions – now drawing me back from the edge of a precipice – now directing toward a better path – now giving me a gentle, firm pressure to reassure me of its presence when I doubted – now allowing me to rest my weight upon it when I felt tired – always there.

At times this hand has placed before me conditions that seemed to me to be anything but good. At times it has brought me pain. But I have learned to trust it – have learned to trust it. The conditions that have seemed to me to be undesirable have brought me to desirable things. The pain that I have suffered has brought me pleasure. The experiences that have come to me I would not wish to part with – the more pain, the more experience; the more experience, the more knowledge.

I have learned to love this hand. And the owner of the hand seems to feel and return this love, and now and then, by a sympathetic little clasp, lets me know that I am understood. This hand sometimes seems to be that of a Father – strong and firm – leading on with a confident air. Again it seems to be that of a Mother – gentle and kind – leading me as does the mother lead her child. Again it seems as the hand of a woman who loves me – clinging and warm – neither leading nor being led – just moving on clasped in mine – no words – but with a perfect understanding. The owner of this hand seems to combine within itself the qualities of both sexes – seems to have within itself all the attributes of Father, Mother, Lover, Brother, Sister. It seems to respond to the human need, in every direction. It seems always the hand of Love – even while giving me pain.

I have never seen the face of the owner of this hand. I have never looked into its eyes. I have never seen its form, if form it has. But I have been conscious, at times, of being lifted up in its arms and being pressed close to its breast. I have felt the impulse of the child, at such times, and have felt for the breast of the mother, and have been conscious of the answering mother pressure as I was drawn up close to the body of the owner of the hand. And, at times, have I felt rebellious at the confining clasp, and have struggled and have even beat against the breast with my puny fists as I insisted that I be released from the clasping arms. But, mother-like, the owner of the hand only drew me closer to the breast until I could feel the very heart-throbs within the mother-body – could feel the vibrations emanating from its life – could feel the warm breath upon my cheek as the invisible face bent over me impelled by the mother love.

Again, it takes on the father-form, and I place my little hand within it, and feeling like the boy whose father is taking him on a journey, I say "Lead Thou me on," and go cheerfully and with faith into new lands – new surroundings – new fields. Why should I fear, have I not hold of my father's hand? And the hand at such times rests upon my shoulder, every once in a while, and I realize that the father feels a pride in his son, and sees him growing in strength and knowing – that the father looks forward to a time when he will be able to talk with the boy who will then have grown in knowledge, and will be able to understand some of the secrets of Life that the father will then unfold to him.

And, still again, the hand is that of the loving woman who is walking along the path of Life with the man she loves. It is a tender clasp – the fingers tingle with love – the arm presses close to mine. I hear no voice – no words are needed – soul talks to soul in the silence. We walk on and on and on. We understand.

And, still again, the hand seems that of a brother – a twin brother. Neither the protection of the father – the loving tenderness of the mother – the thrill of the lover's touch – is there. I feel not that the hand is that of a stronger being – I am conscious only of the brotherly clasp – the touch of comradeship – the presence of an equal. I feel by my side a helper – someone who will back me up in time of need. And I stroll along by his side and laugh with joy. The joy of the boy is again mine. The joy of companionship is again mine. And, lo the hand of the brother seems to grow – he and I are again men. And something in his hand-clasp seems to say to me, "Come, brother, let us go forth into the unknown future. Let us have Faith. There are lands awaiting our coming. Let us enjoy them. Let us explore them. Let us be filled with the spirit of adventure, and go forth. Let us see – let us feel – let us know." And I return the clasp, and say, "Aye, brother, let us go forth. Whither thou goest there will I go. Thy joys shall be my joy – thy pain my pain. Let us go forth – let us go forth to the Divine Adventure."

And, so, manifesting the attributes of all human relations, in turn, and at the proper time, the owner of this unseen hand is near me. I feel his presence – I am aware of his nearness. At times faith grows faint, and I think it all a delusion – a phantasm – a dream. All seems lost, and I weep. But, lo! in the midst of my despair, I feel the hand upon my head – I know that it is a reality and, through my tears, I smile.

Shall I ever know the owner of this hand? Shall I ever see its face? Shall I ever understand the mystery of its existence? I know not. But faith whispers in my ear, "Wait! All is well! When the pupil is ready the Master appears. When your eyes have a clear vision and can bear the sight, then shall you see the Face of the owner of the hand. You have entered the Path and there is no turning back. Go on – go on in Faith, Courage and Confidence. Why should you doubt – have you not felt the pressure of The Hand?"

Aye, why should I doubt or question? Have I not felt the pressure of the Unseen Hand? Open your hands, friends, that the Hand may clasp yours as it has mine. While your hand is clenched in Anger and Hate – while it clutches tight the gold it has snatched from the hand of another – while the fingers are drawn together with Fear – it cannot receive the Unseen Hand. Open it wide – reach it out – offer it in friendly clasp – and you will feel within it the touch of that which you seek.

The Unseen Hand is waiting to clasp yours. Give it welcome – give it welcome.

HOW SUCCESS COMES

Seeking success through mental powers – Holding the thought alone not sufficient – How to get the real benefit of thought-force – Fall in with the workings of the Law – Stand on your own feet – One step at a time – "I Do" as well as "I Am."

Many of the men and women who have been seeking Prosperity by means of the powers of the mind, have done so by "holding the thought," and then folding their hands and calmly waiting for some "lucky" event to happen, or in other words, for the long sought for prize to drop down into the laps, from out of the Nowhere. Now, I have heard of a number of cases in which things apparently came about in this way, although I have always felt that a little investigation would have shown some good and natural cause behind it all, but as a rule the law does not work in this way – it does not leave the old beaten road of cause and effect. It is no Aladdin's lamp which has merely to be rubbed in order that glittering gems, and showers of gold, be poured out into the lap of the owner, as he lies back on his cushions, lazily rubbing the lamp with the tip of his little finger. The law expects from the man who would invoke its mighty aid, a little honest work on his part.

I think that the majority of those who have met with a greater share of Success by means of the wonderful power of Thought, have met with such Success not by having it fall from the skies, but by following out the ideas, impulses, yes, inspiration, if you will, that have come to them. The man who has turned his back upon the old negative Mental Attitude – who has turned his face toward the rising sun – who has allowed the voice of Faith again to be heard – who knows that the Law which rules the motions of the worlds and still takes note of the sparrow's fall, has his interest at heart and asks but for Faith – that man, I say, finds that from time to time ideas will come into his mind just when they are needed; will find that the Law takes cognizance of all human needs and has prepared a way to satisfy them. He finds that new ways are pointed out to him – avenues of escape from unbearable conditions – signboards pointing out the right road, but he must have FAITH in these little hints from the Infinite, and must follow them. The Law will open the door to you, but will not push you in. And when it finds that you refuse to see the open door, it softly closes it, and not until many weary years have passed do you recognize what you have missed. And the Law insists upon doing its work in its own good way – not in your way. You may know what you want, but you may not know just the right way to get it, although you think you do. The Law will give you many a hint, and many a gentle push in the proper direction, but it always leaves you the liberty of choice – the right to refuse. It does not insist upon your love, your Faith; that is, it does not make you love and have Faith, but until you do love and have Faith you are not conscious of the promptings of the Spirit, or, at most, dismiss them as beneath your notice. Oh, ye of little Faith, when will ye learn.

The man who understands the workings of the Law, acts upon the tender impulses imparted to him, without resistance. He does not ask to see the end of the journey, but he sees the step just ahead of him very plainly, and he hesitates not about taking it. He does not expect the Law to bring RESULTS and place them in his hand. All he asks and desires is that the way be pointed out to him, and he is willing and ready to do the rest himself. The true man or woman does not wish to be fed with a spoon. All they ask is that they may have a fair chance to reach the source of supply, and they can manage to handle the spoon themselves. If any man think that the Law is an incubator of parasites – of leeches – of vampires – he is greatly mistaken. The lesson of the Law is to teach every man to stand upon his own feet – to lean not upon another – but at the same time to feel that he is guided by the great Law of which he himself is a part, which manifests within him as well as without him, and that, consequently, while placing his trust in the Law, he trusts in himself. Not paradoxical at all, when you have the key.

Yes, yes, the Law expects every man to do well the work that lies to his hand – and to do it well, whether it is irksome or distasteful or otherwise; and as soon as he ceases to rebel and beat his wings against the bars of the cage, the way is opened for the next step; and if he does not take that step, he must work away until he learns to take it. And so on, and on, the lesson of each task to be learned before the next is presented. Work? why certainly you must work. Everything in the Universe works unceasingly. When you learn to look upon work as a joy and not a curse, then you are beginning to see your way out of the grinding process. Then you are getting a glimpse of the Promised Land. Why bless your hearts, Work is the best friend you have, the only trouble is that you have treated it as an enemy and it has paid you back in your own coin. When you learn to treat it as a friend, it will be only too glad to make up, and you will get along like two old cronies.

Now, you people who have been sitting with folded hands and "calmly waiting," and complaining that your own has not come to you, listen: You are mistaken. Your own has come to you – that's just the trouble. Your own is the thing you attract, and you have been attracting just what has come to you. Start in to-day, determined to fall in with the workings of the Law, and pay attention to the "I DO" side of things as well as the "I AM," and you will receive new light. Great things are just ahead of you, but you must reach out for them – they're not going to drop into folded hands. This is the Law.

THE MAN WITH THE SOUTHERN EXPOSURE

Southern exposure as good a thing in a man as in a room – The man who faces the sun – Lives one day at a time and does the best he knows how, and is kind – Finds Joy and carries it to others – Simple, loving, kind – Open yourself to the sun.

Did you ever go house hunting? Then you remember how the agent laid much stress on the fact that certain rooms had a "Southern Exposure." No matter how many other good qualities the house had, all was subordinated to the fact that the best rooms faced the South – had the longed for "Southern Exposure." The very words conveyed to your mind the sensation of balmy breezes – the freedom from the rude blasts of the North – the cheering rays of the Sun – plenty of light and healthful vibrations coming from old Sol. Ah, that "Southern Exposure" – how much the words convey.

Now, if this "Southern Exposure" is such a good thing in a room, why isn't it a good thing in a man? Did you ever meet the man with the "Southern Exposure" – the man who faces the Sun? Do you recall how he brought with him the inspiring Solar vibrations? Do you remember how the wrinkles and frowns disappeared from the faces of those in his presence? Do you remember how, long after he had departed, the memory of his presence cheered you – the thrill of his thought vibrations remained to stimulate? We all know this man with the "Southern Exposure," God bless him. We couldn't get along without him. There are a number of him, and he is scattered all over the globe. We call him by different names, but he is always the same man. After we have felt the cold Northern chill emanating from some of the cold, despondent, negative people with whom we have come in contact, what a relief it is to meet some one who carries with him the mellowing sunny, vibrations of the South wind – the man with the "Southern Exposure." As the vibrations of the Sun bring life, energy, and strength to all things having life, so this sunny man brings positive, bright, cheerful and happy thoughts to us, and stimulates, encourages and strengthens us. He actually radiates sunshine and cheer in all directions, and thaws out the natures that have become well nigh frozen from contact with people of the other type. Oh, it's a great thing, this "Southern Exposure" in a man or woman.

This man faces the Sun. He is an optimist. He looks on the bright side of things, and gets all there is in Life – he LIVES. He manages to extract "fun" out of the most unpromising conditions and things, and goes on his way with a smile, and a cheerful song, an abiding faith in the Absolute. He lives his life, one day at a time, loving all of God's creatures and letting the creatures know it – carrying a message of hope, and courage, and a helpful suggestion to all mankind. He is the salt of the earth, and Life would lose its flavor if he were taken from us. And how smooth the pathway of Life seems made for him. It matters not in what station he may be placed – what seemingly small degree of material prosperity may come to him – what may be his surroundings and environments – he makes the best of everything – he still catches the rays of the Sun, and rejoices – he has the "Southern Exposure."

He is broad and tolerant – merciful and forgiving – devoid of Hate, Envy and Malice – free from Fear and Worry. He minds his own business, and grants you the same privilege. He is full of Love, and radiates it to all the world. He goes through Life in his own sunny way, meeting cheerfully the things that drive others to Despair and Misery – somehow things seem to be smoothed out for him, and he passes over the stony road, unharmed. His Peace comes from within – and all who meet him feel his presence. He does not seek after friends or love – Friendship and Love come to him as a right – he attracts them. People are glad to see him come, and sorry to see him go. Little children and animals are drawn to him, and know him as their friend and lover. He is as much at home in the tenement of the laborer as in the palace of the wealthy – both places seem home to him, and their occupants on a level. Brother to both Saint and Sinner is he, and he loves one as much as the other, for he somehow feels that each is doing his best. He looks for the good in the Sinner – not for the sin in the Saint – although he knows that both exist. He is not a Pharisee – he recognizes within himself all that is within both Saint and Sinner – he knows that he is not without sin, so he dares not cast the first stone. The outcast recognizes in him a brother – the woman who has passed through the fiery furnace trusts him and is not afraid, for she knows that he understands. He, being near the Sun, knows that it shines alike on Saint and Sinner – he feels that when God withholds his Sunbeams from his most disobedient child, then may he withhold his love from his most degraded brother or sister. Until that time comes he sees fit to love them. He does not Condemn – he lets God exercise that prerogative, if he sees fit – he does not feel fit to act as Judge. He believes that the Universe is conducted on sound business principles – that God knows just what he is about and does not require any gratuitous advice from Man.

He works, and works well. He finds Joy in his work – pleasure in the humblest tasks. He likes to Create things – and he is proud of that desire, for he feels that it is an inheritance from his Father. He does not seem to hurry – nor is he rushed. He has plenty of time – Eternity lasts a long while, and he is in it NOW. He is not afraid of Death – or even Life – he knows them as one.

He goes about his way – doing his best – and letting the other fellow alone.

He has an abiding Faith in the Absolute – he believes in Infinite Justice and Ultimate Good. He does not fear his Father – he cannot find room for Fear where Love abides. He does not believe that there is a bottomless pit into which his loving Father intends to plunge him – he has too much confidence in his Father to think that. He believes that there is enough Hell on earth to burn away the mistakes and ignorance of Man. And he believes that all the burning ones will eventually emerge purged of their dross. He knows that his Father is near him, for he has felt the pressure of his hand. In the darkness of the night he has felt the Father's presence – by the glare of the lightning flash he has seen His form, for a moment, and that memory is burned into his brain. He faces the Sun – this man with the "Southern Exposure."

He is Simple, Loving, Kind. He is of the Elect. He is a prophecy of the Future. And he is on the increase. On the Tree of Life are many promising buds, which the Sun of the Spirit is nursing into beautiful blossoms that will yet fill the world with the delicious fragrance of Love.

There are certain people who have come into our midst silently and without announcement. They have found places waiting for them. They have come to prepare the way for their brothers and sisters who are in the womb of the future – they are working quietly to prepare a home for their unborn brothers and sisters when they come. They are the forerunners of the Coming Race. Smiled at – sneered at – persecuted – reviled – pitied – it matters not. God has sent them – they have his message to deliver – that's why they are here. The world may raise its eyebrows – shrug its shoulders – tap its forehead significantly – but these new people smile, they know, they know. They see the misunderstanding multitude as mere babes in the Spiritual knowing – many of them babes unborn – and they heed them not.

Take notice of these people – they are making their presence felt. They are wielding a silent powerful influence, and are molding public opinion far more than are the blatant reformers, the boastful leaders, the bespangled figures strutting at the front of the stage. The people who are thus being used – instruments in God's hands – are these quiet men and women who are facing the Sun – these people with the "Southern Exposure."

If you feel the call to join the ranks of these people – do not resist, but answer cheerfully "I hear; I obey; I come." Allow the seed to grow into the plant, the plant to put forth leaves – bud and blossom. When you feel the impulse, do not resist – open yourself to the Sun – receive its vibrations – and all will be well. Be not afraid – have within you that Love which casteth out Fear – place your hand in that of the Absolute and say "Lead Thou me on." After long ages of wandering, you are coming Home.