Now there are really no dead except those who are not awake.  Many people, masses of people, the whole human race go around with the eyes open and it appears that they are awake.  They're not!   They are aware only of their little outside dream and hoping it will be as they emotionally expect it to be.  They are not awake!  These are the living dead!  All of us must come up out of that state.  By degrees we come out of our dream into a greater state of reality.  Those that leave the physical structure in what is called death, enter a plane called the astral.  The majority enter only what is called the low-level astral plane.  Are these planes stacked up out there like chips?  No!  They are merely states of awareness of this or that human being which he has taken with him as gathered on this earth plane.  Right here in this room, my friends, there are various astral levels.  ("Yada Speaks")

Suffice for you, for the present to know, that a man, an Ego like yours or mine, may be immortal from one to the other Round.  Let us say I begin my immortality at the present fourth Round, i.e., having become a full adept (which unhappily I am not) I arrest the hand of Death at will, and when finally obliged to submit to it, my knowledge of the secrets of nature puts me in a position to retain my consciousness and distinct perception of Self as an object to my own reflective consciousness and cognition; and thus avoiding all such dismemberments of principles, that as a rule take place after the physical death of average humanity, I remain as Koothoomi in my Ego throughout the whole series of births and lives across the seven worlds and Arupa-lokas until finally I land again on this earth among the fifth race men of the full fifth Round beings.  I would have been, in such a case — "immortal" for an inconceivable (to you) long period, embracing many milliards of years.  And yet am "I" truly immortal for all that?  Unless I make the same efforts as I do now, to secure for myself another such furlough from Nature's Law, Koothoomi will vanish and may become a Mr. Smith or an innocent Babu, when his leave expires.

The store of mediumistic phenomena was further increased some ten years ago by a new development, hitherto unknown, that of Cross-Correspondence.  It was discovered by the distinguished secretary of the British Society for Psychical Research, Alice Johnson, who, while studying the automatic writings, of the different mediums, became aware of a strange relationship between them.  In some cases this consisted of striking allusions made by one written communication to the other, in the use by both mediums of the same strange expressions, in a common reference to a certain literary quotation, and so on.  This relationship was of too frequent and systematic a character to be merely due to chance, and did not necessarily exist between two mediums only, but between several.  For instance, on April 8, 1907, Mrs. Piper uttered the words "Light in the West" while in a trance in London.  On the same day, three hours later, Mrs. Verrall, a medium in Cambridge, wrote automatically among other things: "Rosy is the East, etc.  You will find that you have written a message for Mr. Piddington, a message that you have not understood, but that he has.  Tell him this."  Moreover, on the same day, a little later, a third medium, in Calcutta, Mrs. Holland, wrote: "This exceptional sky, beneath which dusk renders the East as beautiful and shining as the West, Martha became Mary and Lea Rachel."  Closer analysis of these expressions and of their contrast proved that all three scripts were related to each other.

A second instance: On August 6, 1906, Mrs. Holland wrote in India at the end of a fairly long communication, separated by a wider space and in an altered hand:

"Yelo" (scribbled).
"Yellowed Ivory."

Two days later Mrs. Verrall wrote in Cambridge on August 8:

"I have done it to-night y yellow is the
  yellow
  yellow
Say only yellow.”

And her daughter also wrote automatically at the same time, without her mother's knowledge:

"Camomile and resin the prescription is old on yellow paper in a box with a sweet scent."

In other cases automatic writings supplement each other, and only make coherent sense when added together. It is—to use a metaphor—almost as though a manuscript had been cut into scraps and handed to various compositors who would only be able to make sense of the whole after joining the fragments together.  Oddly enough, cross-correspondence first showed itself suddenly among a number of mediums, including Mrs. Verrall, Mrs. Holland, Mrs. Piper, and others.


. . . the relationship between the various automatic scripts can only be the outcome of an intelligence beyond the ken of the mediums, which uses the latter to prove its own independent existence through the cross-correspondences.  Only an intelligence, it is argued, would be capable of meting out a consecutive idea into distinct parts and then directing the pen of the various mediums so that each should write separate fragments of the whole.

"That was the sign," said her 'Myers.'  "She will understand when she sees it . . . No arts avail . . . and a star above it all rats everywhere in Hamelin town."  Here the anagram begun in Mrs. Verrall's script is going strong,—arts, star, rats—and by the mention of "rats everywhere in Hamelin Town," the script is linked to the earlier phrase, "The healer from aliens," which is an apt description of Browning's Pied Piper.

This case is a typical example of a series of allusions, implications and direct cross references written by two automatists, Mrs. and Miss Verrall, which were made meaningful by key words given by a third, Mrs. Piper.  It is far more complicated than it appears in summary for some of the allusions are meaningful in connection with other cross correspondences and are also links in coherent trains of thought which emerge elsewhere.