In the previous entry, I indicated that Mathew's letter from New York City to the Portland (Maine) "Transcript" provided a comparison between Mathew's higher mind, and my own, demonstrating that my thoughts ran along very similar channels, and worked in an identical manner--despite the fact that I disagree with his conclusions in part. This is turning out to be one of the most significant results of my study, though it wasn't my original intention when I began working on it in earnest, around year 2009. The reason is that I had no idea how much of Mathew Franklin Whittier's hidden work I would uncover, nor how diverse it would be. As I've often stated, I now have something more than 1,500 of his published works, and still, I'm probably just scratching the surface. But this includes a great number of essays, editorials, travelogues and letters to editors, plus a bit of personal correspondence, which documents his higher mind. By the term "higher mind," I don't mean anything woo-woo--I mean, values, opinions, attitudes, creative channels, and the way his mind works in general. This, apparently, remains essentially the same from incarnation-to-incarnation, and changes only very slowly (as my Guru, also, indicated in his teachings, calling it the "mental body"). This is science, folks--and it probably can be put neatly into the conceptual framework of Eastern depth psychology, as well.
I am like the fellow in the 19th century whom, as I recall, had been left, as the result of an accident, with a flap of skin providing direct access to his stomach.* Scientists would lower various bits of food into it and observe the action of his stomach juices upon the food. He was taken around for public demonstrations. I am a human Guinea pig like that--I can demonstrate precisely how the higher mind remains substantially the same, despite retaining very little in the way of cognitive memories, due to the usual amnesia barrier. I can, and have, also demonstrated that my emotions--not just my emotional nature, but specific emotions regarding specific past-life experiences--have been retained in this lifetime, as well.
That has been demonstrated countless times through past-life therapy. But the persistence of the higher mind has not been this well documented, until my study, I would venture to say. I have run across literally hundreds of examples in the course of my ten-year investigation. What I'm about to give you, now, is not proof to convince a skeptic--because a skeptic will always shoot down each individual example as though it was in isolation. The isolation is artificially created by the skeptic, it does not exist in actuality. So it is a trick of his own mind, driven by the psychological defense mechanism of denial. Even Dr. Jim Tucker resorted to it, when deigning to take a little time out of his busy schedule to consider some few pieces of my evidence. And this is the man who, through correspondence, taught me the principles of scientific rigor! It's that powerful, that even a brilliant man like that, trained as a psychiatrist, doesn't realize when he is using one of Freud's classic defense mechanisms. Amazing. Let us all beware, lest we be found using it when we believe we are thinking rigorously!
But, I digress. So, I'm going to give a brief example, but this example is not to be taken in isolation. If Warren Buffet brings a $100 bill out of his wallet, this does not prove, to a skeptic, that he is a billionaire. But he has a whole lot more such bills in the bank, which you aren't seeing. This $100 bill is only a token of what he owns. Just so with this example.**
In the December 21, 1844 edition of the Portland "Transcript," the anonymous literary figure from New York City writes his second letter, under the heading, "Letters from the Great City." Mathew--and it is assuredly him, writing--is commenting on the recently announced death of author Mrs. Lucy K. Wells. Her name doesn't particularly ring a bell, today. Knowing Mathew, I would have to guess she was anti-slavery. Let me see, here, in real time, whether I can find anything online about her...
No, she was a Portland resident who, so far as I can see, published one work: "A Mother's Plea for the Sabbath: in a Series of Letters to an Absent Son, Illustrated by Facts." I found her book on Archive.org, and it strikes me as being intelligently written, and sincerely spiritual. So this is someone Mathew might have known personally--certainly, he would have admired her writing. So, this is what he is responding to in his letter. That he knew her personally is suggested by calling her "peculiarly amiable, feminine and gifted." This, by the way, tells us that the writer is probably a Portland native (as was Mathew). Here is his opening:
I recently saw in one of your papers the death of one* so peculiarly amiable, feminine and woman-gifted, that the record gave me a pang such as few others may feel.--Alas! we never witness the patient and the good struggling nobly with adverse fortune, and discordant surroundings, without an inward belief that things will work round right at last. There will be a little longer trial and then will come a happy winding up, a pleasant close to an opening of grief. The delicate woman tasked beyond her strength will be rescued and ministered to--the toilsome mother will find comfort in her children--the refined and elegant taste will yet be indulged,--the talents will ere long be recognized and appreciated! Alas 'tis vain all!
The world is all wrong in this--evils are these, evils that might be amended, yet virtue is a reward only to its possessor. It is rarely recognized--rarely appreciated--rarely rewarded in this life. It has reference to the life which is to come.
Keep in mind that Mathew has long struggled with being an unrecognized literary genius, as well as having lost Abby and both of their children. At times he feels deeply resentful; then, he brings philosophy to bear upon these questions, and consoles himself. The issue of recognition, in particular, is never resolved for him. Here, he takes refuge in the "life which is to come." Which is true enough--but there is still something profoundly unfair about it, in his case, given that people like Charles Dickens, Edgar Allan Poe, and Margaret Fuller are achieving fame in this life by falsely claiming his own works. This is before two of these thefts occur--in fact, it is mere weeks before it occurs with Poe, and "The Raven"; and unknown to him, the process has already begun with regard to Magaret Fuller and Mathew's star-signed reviews written for the New York "Tribune."
Many years ago, a direct follower of my Guru, Meher Baba, who had once been a Rosicrucian, and who I came to know when she was in her 80's, gave me an impromptu astrological reading. She said, "You feel the press of great accomplishment." Obviously she meant in past lives, but beyond that, I didn't know what to do with the information, so I filed it away. The inference was that the urge to repeat it was something of a burden to me; not necessarily that I would ever do so, again.
Now, as I indicated last entry, where Mathew takes this is to descry the habit of working with the expectation of reward; and to criticize the popular habit of promising rewards to children for good behavior. Keep in mind that we know that Mathew's brother, John Greenleaf Whittier, had on one occasion borrowed Ralph Waldo Emerson's copy of the Bhagavad Gita (he wrote to Emerson apologizing for not having returned it, and offered to loan him the journal of John Woolman, in exchange). In the star-signed reviews, I found evidence of personal acquaintance with Emerson, and also with scriptures of the East (things we might expect for Fuller, but which are noteworthy if the author was really Mathew). So quite plausibly, Mathew has read the Gita by the time he writes this letter to the "Transcript." And the Gita teaches to work without concern for the results.
Now, with that background, let me pull out a paragraph from this 1844 letter of Mathew's, and compare it with what I have written in this blog. I have addressed this theme numerous times, including by referencing the Gita. Here, for convenience, I searched on keyword "mousetrap," because I knew I'd quoted that old saw in this context. I'll try "Gita" as well, to see whether some additional excerpts come up...
Indeed, there are multiple examples, but one of these will suffice. So here goes...first, Mathew's letter, which I discovered a couple of days ago.
A thousand barriers arise to close up the avenues of wealth even from the diligent and pains-taking. Talent is too much the common gift to be entitled to any especial distinction--and even Genius, if it obtained a hearing at all, must not expect to be understood, because it must be in advance of the age, or it would not be genius; and envy or malice may blight or obscure the brightest fame. As to affection, few comparately possess the qualities essential to its existence.
People must take a wholesome hearty view of life such as it is; not such as the Magazine writers and the story-books, and imbecile nurses make it. "You must be good dear, and every body will love you." Away with such nonsense. There is no greater enigma on earth than goodness. It is not understood--it is not recognized here, except by the few. It is not loved even.--Its every day practice is so mixed up with what is dull and common, that it is not perceived. It is a part of the many decencies of life, and never becomes a subject of comment excepting in cases of heroic acation, which are of rare occurrence.
This is as it should be. And when common sense views are recognised as proper views of life, we shall see less of vapid discontent, and inert, imbecility of character. Most of our people have a dash of the ideal in their constitution, which, where the balance of the reasoning powers is defective, will invariably lay the foundation for visionary scheming, speculation and expedients of every kind to live, without the hardihood and application of systemic exertion. Hence the growing frequency of actions of more than questionable morality. We must correct the evil in the nursery, if we would do it away effectually. We must be what we profess to be, Republicans, with simple and hardy tastes. We must love the good for its own sake and not for its rewards.
Mathew Franklin Whittier (unsigned), 12/21/44
Meanwhile, I can do what many people would find impossible--I can maintain a high level of enthusiasm for this book project, while I am being indefinitely and completely rejected by the public. How? Because I have learned, in 40 years of discipleship to my Guru, what the Bhagavad Gita also teaches--"Do your best, then turn the results over to God." That means I can go flat-out, having full confidence in what I'm doing, while the world insists I am doing nothing that is worth spending $12.00, or a couple weeks of one's time on.
No problem. The book is excellent, and I can outlast everybody. As Marty McFly said to his 1950's audience after his guitar solo, at his parents' Under the Sea Dance, "Your kids will love it."
Now, it seems to me that everybody assumes there is some kind of automatic process whereby a person who can prove something, is given five gold stars and the Seal of Approval by Society; and conversely, if a person doesn't have said stars and seal, he or she has failed to prove it. I think we are taught this in grade school, or even in kindergarten, and most of us never question it until the grave. (For all I know, if we fashion our own world in the astral realm, we may not even question it afterwards.)
Some part of me stubbornly clung to this idea for many years. Build a better mousetrap, and they will come. Industry is rewarded with success, and all of that.
What I have found, is that there is a sort of groping mass mind, and only whatever that mass mind accepts, will be accepted as real by its members. As to the degree to which governments and other entities (like banks and large corporations) manipulate that herd instinct in humanity, it's not my purpose to delve into that question. Go to Lee Camp, for that. He'll give you a few laughs and set you straight on it. But just this herd instinct, alone, is powerful enough to keep you in poverty and obscurity, if you try to present an idea that it rejects.
I don't believe in hype; I don't believe in advertising, in the sense it is now used. I didn't as Mathew, either. I have always been taught that if you create a better mousetrap (and, aren't all the old sayings all violent?), they will come. Well, they haven't come. I've done something incredible, and nobody has come to my party.
I kill no mice...but if the plans of mice and men oft go astray, then my work may not affect any mice, but it will make the plans of many men go astray. Because if you radically transform someone's world view, you will radically alter their plans.
Right now, as Mathew would say, the public reception to my work seems entirely doormouse. I am struck, and not for the first time, with an image--a room full of people is in an uproar, as everyone scrambles for the treasure. They look here and there, under this and that, throwing things in the air, pushing and shoving. This one thinks he has it; that one thinks she has it. But I, and a handful of others, actually have treasure. We sit quietly and gaze bemusedly, and sadly, at the behavior of our fellows. No one pays us the slightest attention.
They aren't ready.
There is also an assumption in this culture that you create a better mousetrap, and the world beats a path to your door. I think what really happens is that the world ignores you, but if the mousetrap is good enough, someone with funding steals it and promotes it as their own.
Abby's first cousin, Charles Poyen, tried to bring Mesmerism to America. They ridiculed him. You can still find the articles. Even Mathew ridiculed him, in his first humorous sketch (after Abby died, his faith in anything woo-woo was apparently shaken for some time). Now, hypnotism--minus the idea of unseen magnetism being transferred (which is probably true), is used and accepted. But Poyen has been all but forgotten.
It was Charles Poyen who influenced Phineas Quimby (a pioneer of what became the New Thought movement). If you pick up a newspaper at the local health food store, and any writer talks about healing through positive thoughts, you have Quimby to thank. Mary Baker Eddy, the founder of Christian Science, was Quimby's patient.
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I think Mathew's beliefs were correct--but his sense of timing was off. If you live nobly, you will be screwed for your trouble in the short run--all your bad karma will get drawn to the thing. You know, when you reverse your mode of life, it goes badly for you at first. One must stop the car before throwing it into reverse, or else you may tear out the engine. So if you have screwed people to get ahead in past lives, and then something makes you turn around (like Scrooge), and you begin to live nobly, all those people you owe will be getting a piece of it.
The trick is to persist; and the only way one can persist in the face of almost total rejection, is not to care. Not caring is impossible--I care deeply, or I wouldn't be doing this. Therefore, the only other solution is to dedicate all of one's efforts to God, or Guru.
Then, you just keep on writing. Every time I make a revision or improvement to my book, I carefully post it in each of the three online venues I use (Amazon, Nook Press, and my own free online store). I note that nobody has purchased it, and on my own store, it tells me that hardly anyone has looked at it. Regardless, I go back and write another Update, give away more free information, and continue to tell people how good the book is.
I can keep on doing this indefinitely.
This by no means exhausts all the examples, either for Mathew or for myself, but it will suffice. Note that the tone or "flavor" of my writing is not an exact match for Mathew's. This is because his physical personality, with all its personal background, mental associations and culture milieu, are different. In fact, I would estimate that, like his visage, his personality is approximately 85% similar to my own. But the higher mind, which "runs the show" from behind the scenes, is identical.
In this example of societal recognition for excellence, if you looked at all the evidence it would be clear that I have brought a preoccupation with this issue into my present incarnation, where it continues to this day. But aside from the topic, itself, the way I conceptualize and express myself shows how the higher mind persists from one incarnation to another. I could do a similar comparison for a host of other themes, which were as important to Mathew as they have been to me in this lifetime--and I could show, with each of them, that the higher mind continues to work in much the same fashion. The point is, the working of Mathew's higher mind is extensively documented, and therefore, the comparison can be studied in great depth and detail. If this were archeology, my past-life case would be an almost intact frozen mummy, as opposed to the usual couple pieces of jaw bone and a vertebra. Capt. Robert Snow found a diary and a scapbook from his previous life as painter James Carroll Beckwith, which he used only to verify 28 (initially, as I recall, 26) points that came up in his one hypnosis experience. But I have uncovered, postively identified and archived over 1,500 of Mathew's works, many of which are philosophical and personal in tone, and the entire thing is now a searchable database. Instead of 28 points, I documented over 90 past-life impressions which could subsequently be verified, on a scale of plausibility ranging from simply plausible, to verified beyond a reasonable doubt.
My stomach flap is open--and it is really a shame that researchers like Dr. Tucker refuse to take me seriously, because now is the time to ask me questions. Not when I'm 90, and in my dotage--which is when, I think, people (i.e., the next generation of scientists) may get interested.
Stephen Sakellarios, M.S.
*Alexis St. Martin
**Buffet could prove it to the skeptic, by showing him his bank account. But just who is the skeptic that Buffet should do that for him? Similarly, I got into it with a skeptic regarding Mathew and Abby's original authorship of "A Christmas Carol," and she demanded to see my archive of all of Mathew's works, to compare writing styles. But just who is she that I should turn over my private archive to her?
Music opening this page, "Walk of Life," by Dire Straits,
from the album, "Brothers in Arms"