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merriment or diversion; that I thought was not debauched or
openly vicious; but when I returned from my carnal mirth I felt
as guilty as ever; and could sometimes not close my eyes for some
hours after I had gone to my bed。 I was one of the most unhappy
creatures on earth。
〃Sometimes I would leave the company (often speaking to the
fiddler to cease from playing; as if I was tired); and go out and
walk about crying and praying; as if my very heart would break;
and beseeching God that he would not cut me off; nor give me up
to hardness of heart。 Oh; what unhappy hours and nights I thus
wore away! When I met sometimes with merry companions; and my
heart was ready to sink; I would labor to put on as cheerful a
countenance as possible; that they might not distrust anything;
and sometimes would begin some discourse with young men or young
women on purpose; or propose a merry song; lest the distress of
my soul would be discovered; or mistrusted; when at the same time
I would then rather have been in a wilderness in exile; than with
them or any of their pleasures or enjoyments。 Thus for many
months when I was in company? I would act the hypocrite and
feign a merry heart but at the same time would endeavor as much
as I could to shun their company; oh wretched and unhappy mortal
that I was! Everything I did; and wherever I went; I was still
in a storm and yet I continued to be the chief contriver and
ringleader of the frolics for many months after; though it was a
toil and torment to attend them; but the devil and my own wicked
heart drove me about like a slave; telling me that I must do this
and do that; and bear this and bear that; and turn here and turn
there; to keep my credit up; and retain the esteem of my
associates: and all this while I continued as strict as possible
in my duties; and left no stone unturned to pacify my conscience;
watching even against my thoughts; and praying continually
wherever I went: for I did not think there was any sin in my
conduct; when I was among carnal company; because I did not take
any satisfaction there; but only followed it; I thought; for
sufficient reasons。
〃But still; all that I did or could do; conscience would roar
night and day。〃
Saint Augustine and Alline both emerged into the smooth waters of
inner unity and peace; and I shall next ask you to consider more
closely some of the peculiarities of the process of unification;
when it occurs。 It may come gradually; or it may occur abruptly;
it may come through altered feelings; or through altered powers
of action; or it may come through new intellectual insights; or
through experiences which we shall later have to designate as
'mystical。' However it come; it brings a characteristic sort of
relief; and never such extreme relief as when it is cast into the
religious mould。 Happiness! happiness! religion is only one of
the ways in which men gain that gift。 Easily; permanently; and
successfully; it often transforms the most intolerable misery
into the profoundest and most enduring happiness。
But to find religion is only one out of many ways of reaching
unity; and the process of remedying inner incompleteness and
reducing inner discord is a general psychological process; which
may take place with any sort of mental material; and need not
necessarily assume the religious form。 In judging of the
religious types of regeneration which we are about to study; it
is important to recognize that they are only one species of a
genus that contains other types as well。 For example; the new
birth may be away from religion into incredulity; or it may be
from moral scrupulosity into freedom and license; or it may be
produced by the irruption into the individual's life of some new
stimulus or passion; such as love; ambition; cupidity; revenge;
or patriotic devotion。 In all these instances we have precisely
the same psychological form of event;a firmness; stability; and
equilibrium succeeding a period of storm and stress and
inconsistency。 In these non…religious cases the new man may also
be born either gradually or suddenly。
The French philosopher Jouffroy has left an eloquent memorial of
his own 〃counter…conversion;〃 as the transition from orthodoxy to
infidelity has been well styled by Mr。 Starbuck。 Jouffroy's
doubts had long harassed him; but he dates his final crisis from
a certain night when his disbelief grew fixed and stable; and
where the immediate result was sadness at the illusions he had
lost。
〃I shall never forget that night of December;〃 writes Jouffroy;
〃in which the veil that concealed from me my own incredulity was
torn。 I hear again my steps in that narrow naked chamber where
long after the hour of sleep had come I had the habit of walking
up and down。 I see again that moon; half…veiled by clouds;
which now and again illuminated the frigid window…panes。 The
hours of the night flowed on and I did not note their passage。
Anxiously I followed my thoughts; as from layer to layer they
descended towards the foundation of my consciousness; and;
scattering one by one all the illusions which until then had
screened its windings from my view; made them every moment more
clearly visible。
〃Vainly I clung to these last beliefs as a shipwrecked sailor
clings to the fragments of his vessel; vainly; frightened at the
unknown void in which I was about to float; I turned with them
towards my childhood; my family; my country; all that was dear
and sacred to me: the inflexible current of my thought was too
strongparents; family; memory; beliefs; it forced me to let go
of everything。 The investigation went on more obstinate and more
severe as it drew near its term; and did not stop until the end
was reached。 I knew then that in the depth of my mind nothing
was left that stood erect。
〃This moment was a frightful one; and when towards morning I
threw myself exhausted on my bed; I seemed to feel my earlier
life; so smiling and so full; go out like a fire; and before me
another life opened; sombre and unpeopled; where in future I must
live alone; alone with my fatal thought which had exiled me
thither; and which I was tempted to curse。 The days which
followed this discovery were the saddest of my life。〃'93'
'93' Th。 Jouffroy: Nouveaux Melanges philosophiques; 2me
edition; p。 83。 I add two other cases of counter…conversion
dating from a certain moment。 The first is from Professor
Starbuck's manuscript collection; and the narrator is a woman。
〃Away down in the bottom of my heart; I believe I was always more
or less skeptical about 'God;' skepticism grew as an
undercurrent; all through my early youth; but it was controlled
and covered by the emotional elements in my religious growth。
When I was sixteen I joined the church and was asked if I loved
God。 I replied 'Yes;' as was customary and expected。 But
instantly with a flash something spoke within me; 'No; you do
not。' I was haunted for a long time with shame and remorse for
my falsehood and for my wickedness in not loving God; mingled
with fear that there might be an avenging God who would punish me
in some terrible way。 。 。 。 At nineteen; I had an attack of
tonsilitis。 Before I had quite recovered; I heard told a story
of a brute who had kicked his wife down…stairs; and then
continued the operation until she became insensible。 I felt the
horror of the thing keenly。 Instantly this thought flashed
through my mind: 'I have no use for a God who permits such
things。' This experience was followed by months of stoical
indifference to the God of my previous life; mingled with
feelings of positive dislike and a somewhat proud defiance of
him。 I still thought there might be a God。 If so he would
probably damn me; but I should have to stand it。 I felt very
little fear and no desire to propitiate him。 I have never had
any personal relations with him since this painful experience。〃
The second case exemplifies how small an additional stimulus will
overthrow the mind into a new state of equilibrium when the
process of preparation and incubation has proceeded far enough。
It is like the proverbial last straw added to the camel's burden;
or that touch of a needle which makes the salt in a
supersaturated fluid suddenly begin to crystallize out。
Tolstoy writes: 〃S。