Transcendental Communication Transcripts: Excerpts from Living Waters

A book by psychic Helen Greaves that begins with the description of "such a dream as I shall never in this life forget," Living Waters (1978) incorporates transcripts of transcendental communication that were the result of what Helen called "overshadowing" as she differentiated her "hearing with the soul" from chronicled automatic writing mediumship cases where there was no reported clairvoyance or clairaudience.  
 
Helen realized her unique dream symbolically manifested a prophetic message of expanded spiritual understanding for humanity.  She affirmed:

. . . as we progress into the New Age, known as the Aquarian Age, our planet will respond to different influences; to that of Aquarius, the Man, the eleventh sign of the Zodiac.  It is symbolised by 'The Man' who is pictorially represented as pouring water from a vase on to the earth.


The coming two thousand years of the New Age will see the return of the Prodigal Son — man, who has become absorbed with the material and the temporal, into re-union with his Father, the true Spirit and Creator.


As these new conditions slowly work upon the earth, as the Spirit of Man responds in oneness to the Spirit of God, so will this new Star shine in the heavens, and the New Age, and a New Jerusalem be established — the Age of Aquarius, whose symbol is the Pitcher of Water (the Living Water) poured forth upon all mankind, all races, all colours, until that time when man will cease to fight, hate and destroy his neighbour, and when truly the 'lion shall lie down with the lamb.'

She reminded about communication from the ascended realm equated with 'psychic' ability: "Every one of us is capable of such contacts . . ."  She recounted how "in moments of peaceful contemplation, I was astonished to hear repeated in my mind, the names of 'Louis' and 'Emile.'   They were obviously French and they meant nothing to me.  Until somewhile afterward the full names were given.  They were Louis Pasteur and Emile Coué."

Helen wrote about French psychotherapist Emile Coué (1857-1926):

Emile Coué was suddenly thrown into the limelight, when he demonstrated to passengers on a liner struggling through a storm at sea, that by using their collective inner consciousness to 'command' the waves to be still through deep concentration and purpose, a miracle did indeed happen!  By his famous formula "Every day in every way I am getting better and better," even organic diseases were supposed to improve.  He believed that auto-suggestion was able to effect cures in all cases.

The first Coué transcript in the book resulted after ". . . the recognized intuition introducing communication from super-physical sources grew in my mind."  Helen recalled:

I provided myself, as was my custom, with pen and notebook; and here is the contribution . . .


On reading it, and other passages purporting to be from him later, I was impressed with the conviction that here was matter of importance for the proposed book . . .

The following are excerpts from this 'Emile Coué' transcript.

"In my time on the plane of earth I was considered something of a fool, or at least a mental oddity.  For I had the insouciance to recommend that man's healing was linked with man's thought.

"'Every day I am getting better and better,' was my mantram for the sick.

"Now, however, as I re-view this clumsy expression of truth, I marvel that I dared to voice that which in the light of further experience of the Spirit, appears trivial and superficial.

"From my ignorant and imperfect knowledge, I was instructing my patients to call in a shallow way upon the God within them, to contact that Power which is the indwelling Spirit, and concerning which I knew little.  Yet, should we be surprised that in cases where the desire was sufficiently strong, and the concentrated thought of good was held as an accomplished fact, that a demonstration occurred, so that the well-being of health superseded physical ailments?

"I was not mad, as some thought me.  Maybe I deserved to be classed as a clown, for from the lower rungs of the ladder of Truth, I was expanding the doctrine of desire and fulfilment; the oft-times dire reality of selfish desire.

"'Ask and ye shall receive,' holds good from the lowest, most materialistic hankerings, upwards to the longing of the soul for union with God.  This, my Scribe, as experience has shown, is as much a snare for the worldly, as a crown for the aspirer.

"For all — all is Spirit.  There is naught else!  We live and move and have our being in the Spirit whether the personality accepts the truth or not.  The very air breathed, the food eaten, the animals, flowers and trees loved . . . all, all are Spirit.  Money, that lust of mankind, is but metal, formed through the agency of the Spirit; its value is completely man-made and thus ephemeral — as your nations are discovering today!

"Alas, for me too, only through my sojourn in this Plane of Thought, away from the cynicism of material belief and spiritual lethargy (where one is able to shed false concepts) am I learning to accept wisdom and truth as the powers of the Spirit which they truly are.  Not alone among my honoured companions do I now regret the dark shrouds of earth which rendered truth as a whipping post for the knocks of knaves.  My scribe, write this.  The soul knows!

"One's spiritual eyes are open . . .

"Progress may still be slow here also, as the clutter impeding the true voice of the soul has still to be discarded.  For, Madame Scribe, now we no longer see darkly but face to face."


"I would have fared better [during Earth life], had I possessed the knowledge and courage to teach the Spirit in man first, and the Word of Life; so that health, harmony and wholeness would be the result . . ."

This statement about "the Word of Life" reminded Helen that some weeks previously there had been a 'Louis Pasteur' interlude, as follows (excerpts):

"'In the beginning was the Word,
and the Word was with God,
and the Word was God.'                                                                                                                            (St. John 1. v.1.)

"Surely in these few succinct sentences lies the whole mystery; and in another quote from the Bible, 'He made man in his image,' is the deep explanation of the relationship between God and man.  These two quotations are related.

"For if it is a scientific fact that the human creature has developed through the ages from the first primitive animals, then a further quotation from Genesis: "God breathed a soul into man," must have its place in this mystery.

"For God, the Spirit — (or the Father) having the Word gave these creatures his gift above all other creatures — the Word — and therefore breathed into them the embryo soul.  Humanity alone can speak, and communicate by word.  Man can think and express his thoughts in words.  And man alone of all the living creatures on the earth planet, can create by the Word, and through the Word in his own limited environment.

"The Word is in man as an attribute and a part of the living creating Spirit — God."


"To those of us here, who delight in delving into the mysteries of this eternal Force which we designate Spirit, the clearing of the veils of human illusion is our greatest joy.  Such as the world terms Living Water is to us the complete cumulation of Will, Word, Love, Beauty, Power, Wisdom evolving from Oneness between Spirit, the Creator, and soul and body the created."


"The application of that energy of Living Water would resuscitate inert matter and promote an enlightened Age upon the earth planet."

Living Waters includes new transcripts with the perspective of Helen's friend Frances Banks after her transition to the afterlife (continuing the 'scripts' in Helen's 1969 book Testimony of Light).  There are also transcripts presenting the perspective of 'an Elder Brother.'  

Frances had been an Anglican nun for 25 years until, as quoted in one of the new transcripts, "I left the Community because I believed sincerely that the whole truth had not been assimilated into their religion."   The transcript continues —

"It seemed to my understanding that there existed here an ignorance of awareness of other states of consciousness, which the higher mind of man could reach.  'Grace' was all I needed, I was informed, for my work and my communal life; and up to a point this was true.  But, after a while, the idea came to be represented to me as one looking over a fence at a glorious garden of flower, shrub and tree, so that one longed to go amongst such beauty, and pluck the flowers.  True, the Grace came, as it were, by the inhalation of the scent of this spiritual vision, distilled from the presence of the Holy Spirit.  But my soul longed for greater participation in the sowing, tending and gathering of the beauty of such elevated extension of consciousness which, I felt, the higher mind of man could attain."


"I ever envisaged blossoms before the seeds had even burst their sheaths."


"Yet the seed is sown.  In the fullness of earthtime, it will germinate, and that resplendent garden of the Spirit, for which I once sought, shall become the Eden of a progressing humanity."

Helen stated one of the conclusions to be drawn from the communications that came through her as a 'channel':

In the next world, or the next state of consciousness, we are told that thought creation is immediate.  Frances Banks stressed that in her Testimony of Light.  It is a consciousness that she had to accept.  Louis Pasteur also emphasizes this facet of life in the hereafter.

The following is the beginning of a 'Frances Banks' transcript and Helen's preceding commentary.

At this stage I shall include a passage of thought from my friend, Frances Banks.  It was distilled into my mind one evening some time in the spring of last year, when I was already perplexing myself about the difficult task of writing this book, and fulfilling its theme of 'Living Waters.'  I wrote as the words flowed into my brain; moving descriptions of the wider knowledge and the greater Light to which Frances has attained.  I hope the reader will see, as I did, this gentle transformation of an erudite mind inwards towards a Spiritual Mind.  It does reveal the same intelligent observance with which Frances studied subjects on earth, yet with a compassion and a concordance that rings as Truth.

"Plurality of life, repetition of experience, advancement of knowledge in the human soul through trial and error, is shown on this plane, where truth is no longer concealed or distorted, to those sufficiently progressed to accept it, as a fact of evolution, an integral basis of the development of mind into union with Mind, even as a school for the temporary personality.  The plan of the Creative Spirit works according to the eternal Law of seeding, blossoming, fruiting.  The young soul has the seed of immortality already embedded in it.  Through successive existences in the planes of matter, it learns slowly and painfully, to climb back (as it were) to its original pristine truth, but now with added knowledge, experience, and understanding, strengthened by adversities, mellowed by compassion, and freed from the illusions of glamorous self-life, and at last arrives at the budding and blossoming stage."

The topics of one discourse "From an Elder Brother" ("from an unknown Great Soul in the Spiritual Spheres") also encompass reincarnation and spiritual enlightenment —

"Humanity's acceptance and understanding of the truth of rebirth, will be one of the memorable changes in the spiritual climate (especially in the West) of the New Age of Aquarius, now dawning on the world.  Many errors have been promulgated in this doctrine causing adverse criticism concerning it, both in the hierarchies of the established religions, as well as in the loosely formulated ideas of the ordinary man.

"The Eastern world has long accepted the tenet of rebirth of the soul, but often with misconceptions.  The Christianity practised in the west for years fulminated against the possibility of a serial life, preaching that a further survival in a Paradise (strictly for 'believers'), and that, only, after a long sleep of preparation for a Judgement Day, is the lot of all men.

"This is, as maybe, to young souls now struggling through material incarnations, a dismal prospect indeed, for it pays no heed to progress by the soul's own efforts.  Evolution on all planes is the effort of advancement from low to high, from darkness to light.  To continue such growth of the soul to a measured earth existence, followed by the spectacle of mass resurrection and judgement, and a passage onwards to some vague Eternal Life, is to Our View, as childish as the out-dated medieval concept of the Godhead as a Super man-judge is becoming to your modern civilization.

"We, who have lived, died, relived, and faced death many hundreds of times in a civilization which has now passed completely from your planet, have, as you, followed many avenues in pursuit of truth, suffered for our beliefs, and often discovered that many discarded doctrines were but veils hiding the true face of reality.  For us, slowly, and with infinite pains, release from material desires lifted us from the necessity of return to a cosmos of dense substance."


"Yet, even as indeed we may be the Elder Brethern of the human race, and able to view the present trauma of your planet with detachment, still our duty and our joy is to release to your worlds some rays of that Divine Purpose by which all creation moves to its ascendancy.

"Such a moment in the plan for your cosmos is now immanent.  These powerful vibrations of truth will make ingress into man's mind and heart as the Living Water of the Aquarian Age is poured out upon all mankind . . ."


"Nothing that was earned and accepted by the soul during the process of incarnation can ever be lost, even though in a further period of earth life, the personality (or earth consciousness) used by that soul is unaware of this advancement.  For the soul memory remains stable; and a gift or an aptitude earned or a grace received becomes an integral part of the soul."

Here are passages of another transcript "From an Elder Brother."

"For many centuries mankind has been creating a thought world.  This material planet is to them the only life, and so far have they receded from the realization of the God-power within them that they have closed the way of the Spirit, and have become more and more immured into material existence, with its troubles, its inequities, resulting in the trauma of your world today.  Man must break these chains he had bound about him.  He must step out from these beliefs that he has forged out of the power of his lower forces.  Man will need to learn that this is still a thought world; it has no permanency."


"Mind has forged the shackles for itself.  That same mind will, in this future Age, learn to cast them off and rise to its own high powers.  But only by the light of the Spirit in man, and by his willingness to work with his soul.  The soul is the instrument and purpose.  It has within it the knowledge and memory of all the lives through which the personality has struggled, failed or triumphed.  It knows the total record of all past lives.  In its realization is the pathway to be trod, the work to be done, the progress that is possible to fulfil, and where difficulties or opportunities lie.  Jesus said, 'Take no thought for your life' (St. Matthew 6. v.25) and if you listen to the inner voice which is the prompting of the soul, you need have no fear for the material morrow, for that morrow will be brought perfectly into the pattern and the purpose for which the soul descended into incarnation.  By living in the personality in the shallow materiality of the world, and with no inner guidance by prayer or meditation of the reality of the Spirit within, the way will be lost.  Like the pilgrim in your Pilgrim's Progress parable, the trials will appear unending.  Valleys of depression will dispirit confidence and progress on the true path may be forfeited, thus wasting that opportunity for advancement which is the purpose of rebirth.
 
"Seek for the peace of the Spirit, believe the truth which the Christ taught, and ask for help knowing that it will be given you.  Then will your inner self use its creative thought power for upliftment, intuition, and contact with the great Forces of Life that there may be light upon the path and a safe way."

"Breakthrough"

Helen Greaves: Her Prophetic Dream of the New Age

The fourth metaphysical autobiographical book by Helen Greaves is Living Waters (1978), which begins with commentary about the events involving the unforgettable dream called by Helen a "compelling visionary experience" that included a symbol she equated with "the New Age now coming into manifestation."  This article presents the beginning and concluding paragraphs from Helen's Prologue along with her description of the dream and some other book excerpts. 
 
Psychic Helen Greaves wrote in her autobiography The Dissolving Veil (1967) about how she first learned about mediumship.  There was a period of revelatory dreams and developing clairaudience as her awareness of the psychic sense expanded, leading to her reflecting about 'spiritual inter-communication'.  Published in 1969, Testimony of Light (1, 2) consists of communicated "scripts" expressing the perspective of her friend Francis Banks—a nun during Earth life—with illumination of her new existence in the ascended realm.  The Wheel of Eternity (1974) is the nonfiction case study (1, 2, 3) of the author's transcendental experiences after finding herself called upon to be 'witness,' 'scribe' and 'catalyst' in relation to three people experiencing different states of consciousness in the afterlife.  In Living Waters Helen continued to chronicle her psychic experiences and metaphysical perceptions.  She wrote:

It is now over a year since the operation for arthritis on my right hip, yet the recollection of the disappointment, even chagrin, with which I returned to consciousness after the anaesthetic, is still poignant enough sometimes to overwhelm me.  For I had hoped quite sincerely, before the operation, to be finished with my work on earth.  I had even envisaged a quiet slipping out from this earthly sheath into the new experiences of the next life; and with this hope in view I had obeyed all the attendant nurse's instructions and had dutifully swallowed the tablets she had handed to me in preparation for the anaesthetization of my senses.  After that I knew no more; there were no mystical experiences, no watching (from some outside vantage point) of the surgery on my body, no 'meeting' with spirit friends, as some people have claimed during such experiences; there was just a blank interval — and that was all, until I awoke after some hours of unconsciousness, and the same nurse was standing beside me.  Even then I can recall little or no sensation, for all my senses seemed dulled until the next morning, when, thankfully, I drank an early cup of tea.  At the same time as I registered the savour of the tea, a thought hit me with startling reality.  "I have come back!  I am still on earth!  I am in the Nursing Home!  I am still here!  Why?  Why?  Oh, why?"

Human personality is a strange conglomeration of habits, desires, hopes, fears, and a casual acceptance of events as they happen.  At least that is how I sum up my own 'mask' with which I face the world and its demands.  After the first shock of continuing earthly awareness, I settled down to think myself into some conclusions; there was no question of acceptance of course.  I had inevitably come back to living, to eating, to talking, to thinking, reading, sleeping and waking as before.  As I lay in the high orthopaedic bed in my pleasant room, I began to experience returning bodily strength; I was thankful for the absence of the pain which had plagued me for so long, and gradually the disappointment of returning to human existence became dimmed.


By the fourth day after the operation I was feeling very well indeed; it wasn't until the seventh day that I had a slight setback which I was told later, was caused by an anaemic condition, and was remedied by some 'iron railings' as my surgeon referred to a large bottle of iron pills, which he prescribed.

But between those days, something had happened; and it is that happening which has changed my life pattern, opened in me a new state of consciousness bringing a vivid and reverent awareness of a purpose and a plan; revealing not only that the Spirit bloweth where it listeth, even into an ordinary person like myself, but that the Spirit must be listened to, and its message accepted and obeyed.  Into my rebellious consciousness came the conviction of the Divine Will for me, and however I struggled against it, the Plan would be carried through to the last point, the work would be done, and my small self-will would accept what dear Frances Banks used to term 'being about my Father's business.'

For on that fifth night I had a dream; such a dream as I shall never in this life forget; a dream from which this book starts and finishes; a prophetic, philosophic dream out of which I awoke speaking aloud, "This is the new book I have to write; and its title is Living Waters."

Chapter I

The Dream

I had been watching television on a screen which stood against the window wall of my Nursing Home bedroom.  The televised story had been stupid, futile and boring, and when the nurse brought my my night-time drink of warm milk, I asked her to switch off reception.

"Why, it's quite early," she said.  "If you sleep now you'll probably wake up at dawn."

"Yes, I may," I agreed, though I had scarcely understood her remark.  I was so tired, even though I was not taking any drugs or tranquilizers; and it seemed to me afterwards that I was asleep almost before she had finished her duties, turned out the light, and left the room.  I seemed to lie, perfectly relaxed, for a short space of conscious time, without thought of prayer or meditative silence, and then sleep must have overcome me.  For how long I slept I am not aware; only was I myself again when the dream became pictured in my consciousness, and I found myself taking part in an impressive tableau.

I was sitting in an old-fashioned open barouche [carriage], which was being drawn in leisurely fashion along a country road.  If I relax and close my eyes I can see again the coachman in his driver's seat, his drab brown suit, and brown hat with the small feathered cockade, his long thin whip beside him, and I can hear the horse plodding solemnly along a dusty road bordered by overhanging trees.  Sometimes our equipage passed an ancient spired church, sometimes a quaint village, where children played on the green before the public house; at times a turreted house would come into view, surrounded by its weed-filled moat, and I can even recall with what wave of excitement I leaned forward to take longer optical enjoyment of garden beds of flowers, hedgerows white with hawthorn, and some brilliant burst of purple where a lilac bush had topped an old stone wall.

Suddenly, as one becomes aware in dreams, I realized that, as I sat in the slow moving carriage, my hands were occupied in weaving a kind of tapestry picture of the scenes through which we were passing.  The canvas (or I concluded it was a canvas), formed a long roll which rested on the carriage floor at my feet, and the pictures that were appearing on this scroll seemed to evolve out from my fingers with a promptness that had little connection with any activity of mine.  I remember vividly as my consciousness became aware of what was happening, that I began to regard the different scenes before me on the tapestry with a feeling not only of realised failure but also of deep sadness.  For now I saw that the record made of these pleasant places although exact in its representation, lacked the brilliance of the flowers, the warmth of mellowed stone walls, the colour and beauty of blossom-starred hedgerows, the golden sheen of buttercup fields, and the gay pinafores of the children at play.

As my attention concentrated, a feeling of despair filled me.  I stared down at what purported to be my work, a facsimile of the green and pleasant country through which we must have ridden — for days, for years, for centuries? — I could not know.  But what I did know immediately, and with the sharp pain of a sword — thrust on my consciousness, was that I had missed the true beauty of life; I had failed dismally.  The pictures had no life, no glow, no glory.  They were careful recordings, flat and dull; indeed they were dead!

This thought, sinking deeper and deeper into my consciousness held me in a grip of such grief that I felt within me a sorrow, not only for myself and my dismal failure, but for the whole world.  Even now I can recall the slow clip-clop of the horse's feet, and the sway of the barouche as a backdrop to the terrible realization about these records made of 'dead-life,' which still moved before me in their automatic sweep of drab existence.

"The whole world," I told myself, "is only half-seeing; only half-living.  Like me, they miss the Reality, the glory and the perfect Light."

And in my dream I wept.

I wept now not only for my own paltry failure, but for the continued lack of all people of all races, of all places.  They too, were missing what I now know to be 'the many splendoured thing.'  Their awareness, their records, their lives were but shadows of possibilities; dead existences in a world of glowing beauty, of rich splendour of attainment, of untapped joy and fulfilment.  Humanity now living on this earth were enacting, as recorded on the tapestries, the drab letters of life without the Spirit.  What was the use of it all, I asked myself?  What have we missed, I demanded of the coachman?  But he only shook his head, not understanding; the dreadful journey continued, and the tapestries wove their dark colourless web.

For how long I wept for the very pity of our ignorance, I do not know.  How many scenes we passed, and which were duly recorded, I cannot tell.  For it seemed that I no longer wished to look or to record.  I covered my eyes; I felt myself asking what we could do to remedy such tragedy.  I had the terrible feeling that I, and all others, were going on — on, plodding with dull lifeless records into eternity.  And nothing could stop it.

The realization appalled me.  Was life always to be a period of sadness, drabness, lost opportunities, fears and worries that robbed it of its true meaning?  Would humanity ever by-pass the glory of true living?  Would mankind ever war against each other; ever seek the temporal and ephemeral prizes of earth; never realize and make real the fact that the life of the Spirit was eternally seeking to bring beauty, harmony, peace, health and prosperity to the dwellers on the earth-plane?

In our Bible, the shortest paragraph often quoted consists of two words pregnant with deep meaning: "Jesus wept."  At that moment of consciousness in a dream which had shocked my very soul (or so it seemed) with a truth which man tries studiously to avoid hearing, those two poignant words became alive to me, taking on not only a meaning of spiritual compassion, but a knowledge of their prophetic reality.

For how long I sat, swaying in gently rhythm with the slow forward drive of the barouche, I have no clear recollection.  I only recall that if a soul can weep, mine shed true tears then . . .

But, again, as ever in dreams, came that sudden change for which our limited minds have no answers.  I grew aware of a domestic vessel standing on the carriage floor at my feet.  There was something different and compelling about it.  I leaned forward to look more closely, for even if it had been there all the time, its presence had passed my notice.

The object was a grey earthenware vase, in quite common usage; and it was filled with water.

A Pitcher of Water!

As though I was being instructed (and I probably my consciousness was!), I reached down my hand and dabbled in the water.  Immediately the depression left me.  I felt alive, confident, even excited.  "Water," I recall, and I seemed at last to hear my Inner Self speak.  "Why, this is what is needed."  And without further ado, I lifted the pitcher and sprinkled the water on the tapestried web of dull pictures.

The effect was startling!  The scenes were transformed immediately.  They came to life!  The pictures sparkled, colours glowed with rich brilliance, greens were lush, and gleams of golden Light changed drabness to beauty, deadness to life, emptiness to the wonder of fulfilled glory.

"Water!" I recall murmuring, as if I was being instructed by an unseen Being, "The Water of Life!  Waters of the Spirit!"

As the scene snapped suddenly and inexplicably, I found the consciousness of earthly life returning to me.  My eyes blinked open, my body stirred against the pillows; and I was awakening to another day.

And as I awakened, I heard myself speaking.

"Living Waters!"  I was saying in true exultatation.  "Living Waters in the New Age!  Living Water!"

Then I knew that this was to be the title of the new book, which the Spirit would inspire me to write.

Living Waters.

Helen described her immediate response upon awaking from the dream: "Excitement filled me.  I felt more alive than I had felt for months, perhaps years; but now with a deeper emotion, an inner joy, the first tender sprigs of fulfilment."
 

It took some time for any explanation of this compelling visionary experience to percolate through my usual everyday consciousness.   And when interpretation did come, it would flash into my mind in (as it were) jagged wisps of meaning; most often at odd minutes when there was no time or opportunity of noting it down.

The book encompasses Helen's reflections about the dream, transcripts of transcendental communication as in her previous books, and anecdotes providing "Examples of the Psychic Sense" (the title of Chapter VII).  Occasionally throughout Helen's commentary are presented Bible quotations with a mention that Jesus "spoke of the 'Living Water' which is manifest for all."  The pivotal passages from St. John are presented below (King James version) —

John 4:10

Jesus answered and said unto her, If thou knewest the gift of God, and who it is that saith to thee, Give me to drink; thou wouldest have asked of him, and he would have given thee living water.


John 7:37-39

In the last day, that great day of the feast, Jesus stood and cried, saying, If any man thirst, let him come unto me, and drink.

He that believeth on me, as the scripture has said, out of his belly shall flow rivers of living water.

(But this spake he of the Spirit, which they that believe on him should receive: for the Holy Ghost was not yet given; because that Jesus was not yet glorified.)

Helen's books were intended to help others expand their spiritual awareness.  In this 'New Age' that Helen called "the Aquarian Age," two channelers whose sessions this blogger has personally been able to witness are Kevin Ryerson (1, 2, 3) and JZ Knight.  Due to the complexity of what has been documented in numerous books and recordings, there have been many previous blog articles about the latter case involving the entity known as 'Ramtha' (incl. 1, 2, 3).  Other extensively documented contemporary channelers are John of God (Brazil), Ray Brown/'Paul' (UK) and Ryuho Okawa (Japan) — with a variety of previous articles available (at this blog) about these fascinating cases.  When I attended a Ramtha lecture in Hollywood in 2006, one of the first statements made by Ramtha upon greeting "this esteemed audience" was: "Let us have a drink to life.  We change the water that it become the living proclamation to which we say.  And then we drink it into the body and the body is given life truly."
 
Helen Greaves shared her psychic experiences to convey the reality of a human being used as a channel by Spirit —

Let us essay to live closer to the Life Triumphant, following Divine Laws; giving to the world in love, harmony, creativity, and spiritual awareness more than we take from it.  Surely we partake of Living Water when we open ourselves, our minds, our aspirations, to participation in those higher faculties, 'the gifts of the Spirit,' which are the birthright of the sons of God, the Spirit.

In the Foreword of Living Waters, Helen stated: "Such truths as have been written are far beyond any personal imaginings.  They have been communicated only by listening to the 'inward speech' of Great Souls . . . In a few special cases, such as those of the writings of Frances Banks, Louis Pasteur and Emile Coué, the names were clearly imparted to the scribe."  
 
She wrote in Chapter III about "the coming New Age" and her psychic ability:
 

The Christ of the Heart comes to fulfil the task he began two thousand years ago; the establishment of that Holy Spirit which he promised his disciples; the Kingdom of Heaven on earth . . . 


But at least this present time with all its tragedies, its millions of homeless refugees, with its killing impulsion towards greed, selfishness, and envy; this present trauma is the beginning, the breaking-up of old shibboleths, old criterions, old errors, in preparation for the new start.  The Age of the Spirit.

Helen described having become 'aware' of Louis Pasteur.

His mind stretched out to touch mine.  He had something to communicate.  I reached for pen and notebook and wrote, and set down all that was imparted, never stopping to reason out, or to wonder, or to search for words.  I was overshadowed.
 
Louis communicated several times, as I sat alone beside the ingle-nook fire in my cottage.  He was direct, very much to the point, and if he thought in French, his former language, then I 'received' in perfect English, and the flow was never interrupted.

Here follows the first of the transcendental communication transcripts in the book.  Helen articulated the quandary: "Here is the communication which purported to come from the mind of Louis Pasteur."

"I have been drawn into the thought of the work you are doing on the plane of earth by my contact here with the soul that functioned as Emile Coué when in bodily incarnation.  He and I are both members, (and honoured to be so) in association with a group of medical men, great souls, fine souls with whom we learn to synthesize our struggles, our work, our small triumphs, even our failures on earth with the plan in which we were, and still are, atoms of consciousness.  Slowly it is becoming apparent to both of us that here in the Thought-Mind of Infinity, we are being initiated into a wider consciousness.  After much debate, contemplation, and applied synthesis, we realize that when we functioned on earth we had touched, if only the fringe, the wonder, power and beauty of truth itself.  Yet how small a speck of truth was!  Indeed, cognizant only in microscopic examination.  This tiny grain of truth appears to my extended thinking as no larger than a germ, a microbe.  Yet like a germ it held for me, then as now, the Alpha and Omega of beginning and end.
 
"Study of micro-organisms and bacteria was my dedication and my joy during that sojourn; and with no conceit (for here one understands the uselessness of such glamours) I accept that I achieved a certain measure of success; at least the rampant nature of disease-spreading bacteria was arrested; and that was good.
 
"But of this I do not wish to consider now.
 
"I venture to claim the advantage if an active penetrating mind, and thank God, it was then employed to the fullest.  But of far greater importance, I realize that I was aware of and worked through the glimmer of the eternal Truth of all creative activity.  I knew then, and often stated to friends, that such accomplishments as followed my researches were due to the Will — that inner Will which instinctively I obeyed.
 
"'You need the will,' I would inform them, 'then work, and finally success will come.'  This was my Law of Life.
 
"But when my work in the material world ceased, and I found myself on a new Plane of being, required to judge and assess that which I had achieved or failed to achieve, I was thrilled by the awe-inspiring realization that the underlying power of the Spirit within had led my mind into the right paths and had guided my very researches by intuition and inspiration.  The self in Louis Pasteur the chemist, had known that  which to the personality was partly veiled.  Thus, such research and discovery being its accepted task, it could not fail as long as it obeyed the Will — that Will of the Creative Force which had united with it in incarnation into dense matter.

"I could recall moments, during my lifetime, when without any shadow of doubt, I was aware that a mysterious and all-embracing power urged my will on to ever deeper probing into the secrets of life, even the life of germs and microbes.  That power of the Infinite determined my will to work, my patience to check and re-check until such theories as I had formed had proved their plausibility.  Was it coincidental that always my mind held to the obeying of that Will as my Law of Life?
 
"Yet it was only after I was enabled to review together my life and my work in this thought-world that consciously I correlated that power of good which had urged me on to fulfilment, with the purpose with which I ventured into incarnation.
 
"With many fine souls in the fields of medicine and research, whose earthly names are still honoured, I have conversed and meditated.  Here are those who formed the vanguard for the next century break-through in hygiene, medicine and surgery.  Owing to such discussions with these advanced souls a veil was lifted, and much revealed to me concerning destiny, and the trial of the soul in fulfilling (or disregarding) its infinitesimal part in the Creative Purpose.  Here began a new apprehension of the meaning of the phrase, 'Not my will but God's Will be done.'  Here were fresh insights into truth.  Here one realized that the creative Will of the Spirit of Truth (God), and the obedient will of mankind in conscious Oneness and unision was infinitely simpler yet vastly superior to anything man's distorted image had ever realized.
 
"You are essaying I believe to try and find a 'modern' interpretation of the symbol 'Water of Life,' and I, as a scientist would wish to add my contribution to your endeavour.
 
"It is a fact that man on earth cannot live without water.  The chemistry of his body needs liquid.  Deprived of adequate liquid his organs become blocked, his blood congeals, disease and wastage of the cell structure of his body will ensue, and he will die.
 
"But what of his spiritual life?  The great Master of the Age spoke clearly of this to the woman of Samaria at the well.  He appears almost to reprimand her.  'Thou should have asked of him, and he would have given thee living water' . . . and he adds, 'the water that I shall give him shall be in him a well of water springing up into everlasting life.'
 
"Naturally the woman did not comprehend!  Perhaps I may venture to add that only such mystics and saints who have lived in the Spirit whilst still entombed in the body have with deliberate intent probed into its connotations.
 
"For 'Living Water' is to the spirit of man in the same relationship as earthly water is to the body of man.  Without it, deprived of its everflowing eternal properties, the soul dwindles, and becomes debilitated because of the distractions of terrestrial interests.
 
"Could it not have been possible, (I have now been asking myself) that my insistence on the Will to work towards fulfilment in my life as Louis Pasteur lay deep within memories in my soul?  That the mandate to obey the Will was the soul's approach to the 'Living Water' of the Spirit which enabled the personality to fulfil its promise and God's Purpose?  Is it not conceivable that the very connotations of this phrase, its essence, and the variety of its scope and purpose are variable in accordance with the diversification of stimuli from separate souls?  Are there not innumerable meanings to illustrate the symbolism of 'Living Water'?  As mine was the urgent union of will and Will, may not there be other interpretations to fit other circumstances?
 
"My contribution therefore to some of the effects of the application of the Water of Life, can by summed up as follows:
 
(1) In primary acceptance of the Divine Plan and Pattern.
(2) In the desire to fulfil that Pattern.
(3) In complete obedience to the Divine Will, and joyous compliance with those intuitions which point the Way.
(4) In sacrifice of such earthly pursuits as would interfere with
 
"For complete growth is stultified without Living Water — the growth and progress of the soul.
 
"'Living Water,' therefore, to me is a symbol of truth in all its facets, of inspiration from the great Source of All Knowledge, and of the Divine Will and Purpose for every created thing and all conscious creatures.  Lacking its regenerating properties, the separate personality becomes too weak to resist the glamours of the world, the flesh and the devil.  For me, during my sojourn on the earth, illumination came through that phrase which states, 'Not my will but Thine be done.'  To me the Divine Will was life; and only by obedience to its dictates and guidance was I able to arrive at the Omega which in cosmic reality was ordained from the beginning."

Helen Greaves commented about this transcript —

These words have poured through my pen, and as I wrote I was aware of a strong spirit, a powerful, penetrating mind.  I respect the intellect of Louis Pasteur even though I felt overwhelmed by it; and later, between 'sessions,' my personality shrank from this reporting.  Yet this is my work, the destiny I came to fulfil, even though it has taken all my life before my true acceptance of the Plan.  I, too, learn as I carry out my duties as scribe.  As I look back and recall my dream, it is very apparent that only when I obeyed an inner Will to lift the pitcher of Water and work with it on my dark canvas of life was there the sparkling change from drabness to beauty.  How blessed was Monsieur Pasteur to know that Will and obey it, during the most fruitful years of his earthly life!  How many of us look back and mourn our wasted years, yet maybe, they were necessary to clear defects in the personality.  But the Spirit has infinite mercy in that it is never too late to change ourselves and to follow the Will.  The call will come when it is least expected, sometimes through an inner experience, most often after sorrow, tragedy, disaster.  Then we are given the opportunity not only to widen our limited outlook, but to discover the deep inner self, and to follow our way.  As with the soul that was Louis Pasteur, the chemist and pioneer researcher into bacteriology, we too need not only the Will, but the strength and faith to work.  The Living Water is freely given.  Let us help to inaugurate a New Age by making the Will, as he did, our Law of Life.