Reply #4: Oh, what a walk down memory lane [View All]

[Eloriel]

My mother was a Spiritualist (married to a Catholic, if you can imagine that!). I fondly remember going to her church services sometimes, going to Camp Chesterfield in Indiana (not far from Indianapolis), going to seances of various types. Good stuff -- wonderful and fascinating things from my childhood.

I always loved the recitation of the Principles at the beginning of almost every service. I loved the hymnal, too -- some of the traditional old favorites like "I Come to the Garden to Pray," and others not coming to mind at the moment. I'd almost like to have one of their hymnals again (if it hasn't been too updated).

Camp Chesterfield was an extraordinary place. As soon as you walked onto the grounds, the peace -- the ultra-healing peace -- was palpable. I don't think I've ever experienced quite the same intensity of peace any other place I've ever been.

Thanks for the link! I'd be interested in hearing about what brought you to Spiritualism and how it's changed your life, if you're interested in sharing. If not, I understand perfectly.