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March 16th, 2003
Santa Cruz, California
Received by F.A.B.
I am here, Rembrandt.
As this is my first time writing through a mortal,
I find it a little difficult. But let me try.
I have known of your appreciation for my art all along, and I
thank you
for this. I knew I had given the world my best efforts, and I realized
I
would retain popularity after my death. But I could not anticipate
the
supreme position in which I am now held.
Much time has gone by since my passing. As I entered the spirit
world, I
had much pleasure and comfort greeting my beloved Saskia and other
family
members. They gave me the consolation I needed, for as you know,
there were
many tribulations I endured in my later years. These trials soon
faded from
my mind as I adjusted to the very different reality that confronted
me.
And what a reality it was! I observed many of my contemporaries
in
darkness. I had had an unclear idea about what awaited me after
death, and
so was taken by surprise by what I saw. There were some who I was
sure would
be happy, and who were not.
What I wish to say is that I was not as spiritual on earth as
my
paintings would have one believe. I was worldly like many of my
fellow
mortals. But I did know that I had an unusual gift, and strived
for
excellence in the execution of my artwork. I really never tried
to make
connections between my art and the spirituality which I know they
often
breathed. That is, though I knew I could paint the soul, I didn't
strive to
purify my own soul. And so, it was a paradox that I continued living
essentially for the world even as my art often penetrated beyond
appearances
to a higher vision. I considered this my gift, as indeed it was,
but it
didn't occur to me to learn from its example to become more spiritual.
Indeed, this never entered my mind.
And so, when I entered the spirit world, I took this lack with
me.
Consequently, I could not be happy as I observed others were. I
had to make
the best of what came to me. I found myself in the company of not
very
pleasant souls. They did not help me much.
After much time in a state of unresolved feelings, it came upon
me to
search for something, I knew not what. I remembered many Biblical
verses
from childhood which my mother had read to me. And so I began to
seek, and
ask for help. Just as soon as I did this, I found the help I needed,
and
berated myself for wasting so much time not seeking.
Gradually, I began to understand spiritual truth in a deeper way.
Some
Biblical ideas became real to me, and the more I perceived, the
greater was
my desire to grow. And the more I grew, the more insight I had about
the
divine aspect.
I can understand now the impact of my paintings because I can
experience
now spiritual truth in my soul.
And so, though my paintings were extraordinary, my soul was quite
ordinary. But all that is fading, and I am gradually being transformed.
I
will soon be in a very high sphere.
I am happy that I left behind the legacy I did and truly regret
my
delinquency. Thank you for receiving this message.
Love, Rembrandt
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