Remember Something You’ve Forgotten

Once upon a time a poem was written. A marvelous poem called “Recessional” written by British author Rudyard Kipling. It became immensely popular because it had a spiritual message.
 In addition, the poetry and writing are excellent. For example, there is one line that says, “God gave us dominion over palm and pine.” The British Empire was mighty in those days, and had conquered a good part of the world from palm to pine — “palm” representing the warm countries and “pine” the cold.

 The poem told of man’s conquest of other men. And it has this beautiful and marvelous lesson:

In Touch With The Sub-Conscious Mind.

Rudyard Kipling {also Rudyard Kipling} tells us in his story of "Kim" how the boy used at times to lose his sense of personality by repeating to himself the question, Who is Kim? Gradually his personality would seem to fade and he would experience a feeling of passing into a grander and a wider life, in which the boy Kim was unknown, while his own conscious individuality remained, only exalted and expanded to an inconceivable extent; and in Tennyson's life by his son we are told that at times the poet had a similar experience[See previous reference >> WedFeb11]. We come into touch with the absolute exactly in proportion as we withdraw ourselves from the relative: they vary inversely to each other.

If...

If you can keep your head when all about you

Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,

But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,

Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,

Or being hated, don't give way to hating,

And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;

If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;

If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster

And treat those two impostors just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken

Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,

And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings

And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,

And lose, and start again at your beginnings

And never breathe a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew

To serve your turn long after they are gone,

And so hold on when there is nothing in you

Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,

Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch,

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,

If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute

With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -

Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,

And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!

Rudyard Kipling

The content of A Course in Miracles has always existed in various forms.