May 13th, 1917
Received by:James Padgett.
I am here, Mary Kennedy.
I am here and I will not let my dear boy (Dr. Stone) be disappointed, for he is just itching to hear from me and had almost given up hope of doing so; but he must know that I would not leave without hearing from me in some way. Well, I am truly glad that I can write to him once again for it does me as much good to write to him as I know it does him to hear from me, and especially when we are both so anxious to know just how the other is; you must know, of course, how he is, but he can only surmise how I am except as to one thing, and that he knows, and that is that I love him with all my heart and soul.
I am progressing all the time and love him the more that I receive this Divine Love in my soul; yet I do not cease to want to be with him as much as the performance of my work will permit, even though I have to leave the sphere of much grandeur and beauty and come down to the dark plane which offers such a contrast. But love makes all things beautiful and our eyes are closed very largely to the unpleasant things when our hearts are so full of love.
I have recently read some of the letters that have been written him and it gave me great happiness to know that he received them and enjoyed them, and I want to say that they were true and were written by the spirits who professed to write them. This I will tell him, that he may not doubt, for he senses that his soulmate would not tell him an untruth. I am with him very often trying to help him, as he knows, and there are other spirits with him also; and I must tell him that James takes a special interest in him and is doing everything to help develop him in the way that will enable him to do the work which lies before him. He must not think that there is no special work for him to do, for there is, and while he is now doing a work in helping the dark spirits, yet this is not the work. I wish I could tell him now what it is, but that is the matter that is in the keeping and control of the other higher spirits and I would not disclose their plans even for my sweetheart, which I would like to do.
Well, I must not write more now, for your wife says that you are tired and must not write more tonight. So with my love to him and sisterly love to you, I will say good night.
Your sister in Christ,