4/02/43 Article written by [
954]:
STRANGE POWER OUT OF KENTUCKY by [
954]
The backroad that leads to the house of the man who does his
best work by going to sleep is a pleasant one. In the late
Spring sunshine you pass the butterfly bush where bees and
white moths hover and hum, an isolated cottage, and come at
at the turn of the road to the grey shingle house where Edgar
Cayce lives in Virginia Beach, Va.
You have heard that this transplanted Kentuckian goes to
sleep and tells people what makes them sick and how they can
get well. He has told thousands in his lifetime.
And so you almost imagine that you are not alone as you go
along the road to Edgar Cayce's house. With you goest the
procession of the many who have preceded you. They are the
memories of the little children, the mothers, the men, the
the girls who have figuratively thrown aside crutches and
come to walk through the treatments of which this man has
told them as he lay "asleep."
Beyond the grey shingled house you see the figure of Jesus
...at the nearby church...and somehow it seems appropriate
enough.
If you go as a skeptic as most people do, you wonder what
manner of man you are to meet. He has been proclaimed to you
as a miracle worker, and somehow our modern age has not
prepared us for miracles...not anything less than
mechanical marvels anyway.
The way a Virginia neighbor had told me about him was like
this:
"The way I reason it out is this: Dr. Cayce...we call him
Doctor, but he's not a doctor...well he goes into a sleep
like and gives advice to sick people. He's got some peculiar
power that none of us understand. So we don't criticize it.
It's done so much good.
"He's wrought some wondrous cures. Little girl was brought
here years ago all crippled up. I saw her the other day...
playing natural as you please. It seems Dr. Cayce feels his
power leaves him when he uses it for material things. Seems
like he made a vow he'd only use his power to cure -
particularly little children. He seems a most sincere man
to me - a most sincere man."
After that build-up you wonder. But you are just as apt to
pass over the man in the garden or the man coming into the
house with a fish he's hooked...and not know that is Edgar
Cayce.
The clear and piercing glance that meets you out of the blue
grey eyes seems to go right through you - but with
kindliness. You have come to see Edgar Cayce...but Edgar
Cayce is seeing you. You remember something of that same
piercing look in the eyes of a world renowned surgeon you
once knew. But this man is no doctor albeit he has been
giving psychic medical diagnoses for forty-one years.
The sun streams in at the windows of the large living room
which the touch of Gertrude Evans Cayce (of Hopkinsville) has
made truly "Homelike". Each morning and each afternoon,
Edgar Cayce lies down of a couch in this sunlit room and
under the guidance of his wife "goes to sleep." Canaries
sing softly back in the study, while she gives him the order
to read the bodily conditions of some person - perhaps
present - but more probably in New York, Philadelphia,
Detroit, or Louisville.
Slowly and clearly he tells of the body's condition and gives
suggestions for its healing - he who never had a medical
education, never even read through a medical library.
Thomas Sugrue's new book, "There Is A River", just published
by Henry Holt and Company of New York, is the story of
Edgar Cayce's life with all of its early Kentucky years.
Born on March 18, 1977, in Hopkinsville, it was there that
he grew slowly into the knowledge that he possessed a strange
power.
4/05/43 EC's ltr. to [
954]:
Dear Miss [
954];-
Just to say thank you for yours of the 30th and 2nd is
putting it mildly. Yours of the 30th, don't know why, but
reminds me of Paul C. Bragg, tho may be all wrong. But think
here you would have a diet that would be or could be ideal
for you; tho may be all wrong, but the building blocks and
all. Seems to me to be the body building needed, tho to take
it in one stride might be too severe but if you haven't seen
this, think it over.
Possibly the letter was writing you - caused you to find me
in your dreams.
Just wish could have you here for a while any way - H. L.
leaves Friday - is already inducted.
As for the Article, think it thus far very lovely and am
sure would be used any where, if you cared to have it done.
Whether you could get it in time for the Ky paper that I
doubt. As believe it will be on the press by the time you
will get this, as it is to go in the Rotogravure sec of the
Louisville Courier Journal. But many of the papers about the
county are using the story and any of the Southern or western
papers would be glad to have it and possibly some Magazines
you would know better than I. As to its length depends on
how far you follow the book, or your own experience with the
work. But do finish it, and submit it some where.
Thanks again a thousand thanks, do hope all is well. With
love from all here.
Sincerely, [signed] Edgar Cayce
P.S. People have begun to come now, yet that of course,
doesn't hurry one bit. Only makes disappointments for them
when they come with out first having an appointment.
1/16/45 [
954]'s ltr. to GD:
Dearest Gladys:
You can guess how much I am thinking of you in these days
when we face our great loss - particularly I think of you
because you were so close to him and because all that he
did and those who surrounded him were in a very large sense
your life - your whole.
I cannot help but wonder what is in your heart. I am trying
not to rebel - not to inquire of God why this had to be.
For is some ways I know why it was, and I tried so hard to
warn him in the very beginning of the increased publicity
which resulted from the book.
My own experience in connection with his passing has been
strange, too. For no warning of it came to me so far as I
could trace a warning at all. Shortly after Christmas I was
awakened one morning by a terrific pounding in the mattress
and sheets of my bed - a phenomena I have not experienced
for some time. But I did not get from it any sense of
foreboding. The pounding was a definite knocking...in a
series of six...that was all.
You know better than anyone how deeply I cared for him - what
an important influence he was in my life...a true turning
point. Indeed I refuse to say "cared"...I say "care"...in
the present sense. For one all important feeling is the
feeling that though I do not contact him at all he is so
tremendously ALIVE.
You are busy, I know...and heavy laden, I know. But if you
get a chance and can think of any thing I can do for YOU,
please let me know. I wish my circumstances were such that
I could say..."Come here for a while and stay with me". But
you undoubtably have plans of your own either there or
elsewhere. Your home is there, but I can sense how vast a
difference our great one's passing will make in whatever
you now do, for you will have to earn a living.
Always remember that you have a PERMANENT place in my heart
and that all my thought for you is that He, the Chiefest
Eternal Good, will comfort and guide you all your days.
The beauty of your soul is lovelier than you know.
Ever yours in fond remembrance and continuing constant
friendship,
12/45 Xmas Card to HLC: "Hugh Lynn - It is good to know you
are at home safe. I greet you in loving remembrance of those
who made Christmas a real thing in my life."
7/01/49 See [
954]'s A.R.E. SEARCHLIGHT article, FOOD - OUR
HELPER ON THE PATH TO ATTAINMENT.
5/04/51 Miss [
2160] wrote: "You see, I assist the Rev. [
954]
who is well known to HLC - and was also acquainted with the
great Mr. Cayce. She has her class...nights in her studio
at..."
1/57 Miss [
954] wrote: "How I rejoice in all the advancement
made by the Assoc. [
1058] and I always are glad to pass on
news of the Assoc. to the many who speak of our dear one,
Edgar Cayce."



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