Paris, May 25th (June 6th)[, 1884]
Notre Dame des champs, 46.
I'm taking my pen to describe the most astonishing
manifestations of the occult force ever observed by me and perhaps by those present. But
first let me say a few words as to under what circumstances and by whom they were
produced. The lady we will be speaking about is quite well-known in Europe and Russia, so
we can proceed without lengthy introductions; just to mention her name is enough to arouse
a broad scope of reflections in the minds of all and every intelligent person. To the
shame of the press, and to her misfortune, though, most of these reflections will be
false: simply because the accounts published about her by the newspapers have been false
and too often malicious. The lady in question is our compatriot Helena Petrovna Blavatsky
who even in the last few days has been presented by the Nov[oye] Vremya, and
numerous other newspapers, as having come to Paris to destroy Christianity and to erect a
temple to Buddha. Never ever has she or her co-workersfellows of the Theosophical
Societyeven dreamed about such a thing! Both founders of this SocietyColonel
Henry Olcott (its President) and H.P. Blavatskyhave too great a respect for a man's
freedom of conscience and beliefs to infringe upon them with the propaganda of religious
principles. One of the first, and keenly adhered to, rules of the Society forbids any
involvement in religion or politics. Theirs is a purely
moralphilosophicalscientific undertaking: to search and to strive for truth in
everything; to pursue all the self-realization within human reach; to expand one's
scientific and philosophical concepts; to refine the powers of one's soul, of all the
psychic facets of human existence, so to say, and to toil for universal brotherhood in its
broadest sensethe one which implies the utmost (and unfortunately almost
unattainable on Earth) ideal: establishing universal peace and strengthening love and
selflessness among humankind, all personal feelings and self-indulgence notwithstanding.
At the same time, though every fellow of the Theosophical Society is completely free to
remain a Christian, a Muslim or simply a deist, while striving against gross materialism,
it is true that the personal beliefs of its founders and closest co-workers (who have
their headquarters in Adyar )
as well as the majority of the fellows from other Branches, especially the European ones , are rooted in the principles
of Buddhism, the latter fact obviously provoking the ridiculous rumors about the Buddhist
propaganda in Europe. The highest teachers of the Theosophical brotherhoodHindu
Mahatmas, Brahman-recluses living in the Tibetan mountainsare Buddhists. Very few
have access to these sublime and mysterious individualities. Theosophists call them
khozyayeva. In English this is masters; Mme. Blavatsky, however,
translates it not as uchitel' [teacher], but as khozyain [master,
boss]in a broader sense and precisely because these Indian sages, possessing deep
learning and endowed with truly magicalas far as our simple understanding
goespowers of occultism, have enormous command and influence over them, although the
chosen ones with whom they have direct contact, are but few. Their chelas, disciples,
initiated by them into numerous mysteries of nature and of human latent powers (forces
occultes) are finding loyal, chosen persons and transmitting to them their will and
intentions. At the same time we cannot ignore the evidence supplied by very many people
 to the effect that the
commands of their particular master (one of the aforementioned mahatmas
presented, under the fictitious name of Gulab-Lal-Singh, in the stories about India that
H.P. Blavatsky composed and signed Radda-Bai), are reaching them directly through
special messages found by them unexpectedly, not only in their rooms but also during their
travels, in train carriages and on ships. These messages, written in English or in French,
never bear any postal marks, and the envelopes are of a special shape and paper, always
bearing the same hieroglyphic design done in a peculiar bright red color. I was shown many
letters of this kind, and although I have never seen them falling out of the sky, here is
what I saw with my own eyes on two occasions. We were all sitting together a few days ago
when a certain Mr. Judge, Secretary of the Society, received in his mail a letter from
America, which he opened at once. Immediately he paid attention, not to the
contents, but to several words underlined in red pencil and to a phrase written across the
letter, also in red, signed with the familiar name of master
should take into account that the letter had never been in India or Tibet. One may object
that nothing would have prevented Mr. Judge's correspondent in New York from inserting the
red line himself, as if it came from the master. I agree, and I admit that at
the beginning I myself was entertaining this thought, but here is what made me change my
opinion. About two days later at the usual hour the mail was brought in by the
But first I should mention that at the very same time Mme.
Blavatsky was attending to the complaints of a very young fellow, our guest, regarding his
mother. You see, Mr. Keightley had come to Paris with the sole aim of making a closer
acquaintance with the fellows of the Theosophical Society, after studying their doctrines
through books. He had become an ardent Theosophist and he had even completely given up
animal food and alcohol to be worthy of those whom he held as an example and to be granted
a personal manifestation by the Tibetan masters (all Theosophists are
sincere and convinced vegetarians, because of their belief that animal blood negatively
affects the human spirit and higher powers; they abstain also from alcohol). In short, Mr.
Keightley bitterly complained about his mother who demanded that he either return to her
in Liverpool or proceed with his continental journey undertaken for
My mother is deadly afraid that I will
forsake my affairs and follow you to Madras! he said. Thats egoism and
distrust on her part! I told her I will not leave her while she is alive, but she knows
only too well that for me the real meaning of life is in Theosophy, in your teachings, and
that I ardently want to live in the center, where you live and work!
At that moment a postman arrived and one of the
numerous letters was from Liverpool, from Mrs. Keightley to her son. He opened it without
much haste but suddenly a frightened and amazed expression covered his face and he turned
In the letter, his mothers words concerning childrens duty to
pay respect to their parents and be obedient to them were underlined in red, with the
well known signature
One must admit it was not likely that the mother who
opposed her sons passion for Theosophy would herself try to convince him of his
prophets omnipotence? Nevertheless it
could well have been that Mr. Keightley would have postponed obeying his mother had not
Colonel Olcott (President of the Society) returned from London, and sent him on his way
[home], insisting that he meet his mothers demands. Mme. de M***, Secretary of the
Societys Parisian branch (the President of that branch being Lady Caithness,
Duchesse de Pomar, famous for her wealth), personally told me that a letter du
maitre sent in timea letter
in its original envelope which she found enclosed within another completely unrelated
letterhad undoubtedly saved her from suicide and led her to devote herself to
the cause of Theosophy with all her heart and soul. These are facts. Now let us talk about
other facts, no less wonderful.
I won't be telling you what I heard from other
peopleabout natural phenomena produced by adepts, mahatmas
pupils, through the power of well developed occult knowledge; I only will speak of what I
witnessed myself and what other witnesses can confirm. On the evening of May 8th (old
style) we all gathered in the reception-room of the small premises occupied by the
founders of the Theosophical Society and their retinue in Paris. As usual there were
scores of visitors, but after midnight only Professor Turman, Ph.D., remained. He took his
time telling about his dissatisfaction with Parisian mediums, about the futility of the
sessions of Leymaries spiritistic circlenothing remarkable had been
happening there for a long time. In his opinion, the most interesting manifestation
witnessed by him recently during a spiritistic session were musical sounds heard in
darkness. H.P. Blavatsky, sitting in her armchair and playing Russian patience,
laughed and asked what that had to do with darkness
Where there is no deception, darkness is not
necessary! Saying this she put away the cards, raised her hand as if going to throw
something and said: Listen!
Instantly a harmonious sound, as if of a harp or a
zither, was heard coming from the room towards which she had waved her hand
sounded and softly died away in the air. She raised her hand again, waving in another
directionthe same phenomenon took place!
All of us around her jumped up, amazed, with bated
breath. Once again, for the third time she waved her handthis time towards the
bronze chandelier hanging from the middle of the ceiling, and immediately the chandelier,
answering her imperative gesture, responded with a chord as if there were unseen strings
on all its hornlets
Afterwards H.P. repeated this phenomenon several times, once on
May 19th in the presence of several representatives of the Parisian press and scientific
circles, among them Professor Olivier from a local university and an inveterate
But this is nothing in comparison with further
manifestations of her occult power.
For example, on the morning of May 23rd we were
again in the reception-room: at the table in the middle of the room Mme. de Morsier was
sitting, chatting with Mr. Judge, the Secretary, and the Brahman Mohini (the main preacher
of the Theosophical doctrine, as well as mentor to those who wanted to get acquainted with
Buddhism), discussing affairs of the Society, signing different papers, diplomas of new
members and so on. H.P. Blavatsky and her sister were sitting on the right. A few steps to
the left Colonel Olcott was talking with a well known Russian writer, Vsevolod Sergeyevich
Solovyev. They were discussing the effect of magnetism, with which the honorable President
of the Theosophical Society had been treating the writer for several days. As usual at
this time mail was brought in and one of the letters was addressed to Mme.
Blavatskys aunt N[adezhda] A[ndreyevna] Fadeyeva who was then staying with her.
Mme. Blavatsky picked up the letter and naming its
author (an easy task, the handwriting on the envelope being quite familiar to her and to
her sister) said: It would be interesting to know what she is writing.
Well! That should not be difficult for you:
readthrough the envelope, she was told.
I'll try! She put the sealed letter to
People around were talking loudly in English and
French, but the noise notwithstanding, Mme. Blavatsky almost immediately started telling
her sister in Russian what she had been mentally reading from the letter. Her sister then
drew the attention of those present to what she was doing and gave her a piece of paper
asking her to write down the contents of the letter.
Aha! You dont believe me! Helena
Petrovna laughed. Well!
And having put her left hand on both the
sealed letter and the piece of paper given to her, she started with her right hand to
write quickly on the paper, using the first pencil she came across, which happened to be
red at one end and blue at the other. Certainly everybody present, Mr. Solovyev
especially, paid close attention to what was going on. He listened to what his compatriot
loudly dictated to herself, mentally reading and rewriting the Russian letter.
Mme. Blavatsky finished with the words: Best
regards to Helena Petrovna!!
Nonsense, interrupted her sister.
There cannot be such a ceremonious greeting to you!
But there is! And to prove that I'm reading
not the general meaning but authentic sentences, I have written down several phrases literally,
using the very same words, Mme. Blavatsky answered firmly. She signed her
writing using the name of the author of the authentic letter, then turned the
pencil with its red end down, underlined her name in the sentence Best regards to Helena,
and then immediately, on her own piece of paper under the name of the authentic
author, she drew a theosophical six-pointed star, adding loudly with her invincible will:
I want these red signs to go from here into the letter, at the very same
And forcefully striking the sealed message, she
tossed it back to her sister, saying: Tien[s]! Cest fait! (Take
it! Its done!)
All that had happened, as well as the letter Helena
Petrovna had written, was translated to those who didnt understand Russian. The
letter was immediately passed to the addressee, and when Mme. Fadeyeva opened it, its
contents turned out to be exactly as Mme. Blavatsky had put them down, some phrases even
used the same wording; and in the words Best regards to Helena Petrovna
her name was underlined by red pencil and there was a red six-pointed star under the
signature! And even the stroke of her pencil was reproduced as if a photo had been
This amazing fact was duly recorded, the paper
signed by all the witnesses, and it is now in the hands of the author of these lines.
The next equally remarkable phenomenon which
unfortunately took place without many witnesses, when only Mme. Blavatsky's relatives and
Mr. Solovyev were present, was nevertheless certified by his signature and also sent,
together with the previous document, to the editor of the Odesskiy Vestnik.
It took place on the evening of the following day,
May 24th (old style). H.P. Blavatsky was not well and didnt go to the
Theosophical Society meeting which was held at the hotel of Count de Barro (rue de
Varennes, 51). She asked her sister to deliver her excuse, which her sister did, having
gone to the meeting together with the President of the Society. The meeting had hardly
commenced when Mme. Blavatskys sister developed a terrible headache as well as an
incomprehensible but most definite desire to return home. She told this to Mr. Solovyev
who was sitting beside her and who fully approved of her desire to spend the evening with
her sick sister. He offered to accompany her in a cab which was waiting for him outside.
They departed unnoticed and in ten minutes they were back at Notre Dame des Champs, 46.
They both entered, Mr. Solovyev being invited in by Mme. Blavatsky. The four of them (Mme.
Fadeyeva was also present) made themselves comfortable in the same miraculous
reception-room, at the tea-table, and soon the conversation, as was to be expected, turned
to mystical subjects. In the life of everyone present there were more things than
are dreamt of in your philosophy, especially in the life of Helena Petrovna. She was
asked to detail as minutely as possible how she had acquired her wonderful occult
abilities and who exactly her wonderful gurusmasters were.
Telling about them things that it would be out of place to repeat here, Helena Petrovna
suggested that they look at the portrait of her own master, a Brahmansage, whose
name she was unwilling to see in print. She opened a large flat and quite smooth medallion
she always wore as a pendant. Everybody examined, touched and weighed this medallion which
contained a portrait, in full color, of a handsome man with a Roman profile, jet-black
beard and white turban. It was (and still is) a single-portrait medallion,
with no place for another portrait on its flat lid. Helena Petrovna examined it too, then
put it on again and told us that in Madras she had her own portrait which was drawn by her
master. Suddenly something strange happened, something quite difficult to convey in
words. As if the air became more rarefied or stifling!
Something definitely was taking our breath away. Helena
Petrovna covered her eyes with her hand and said: You know! I feel that
something will happen here now
There will be some phenomenon! He will do
She meant her teacher, the master, whom
she considered omnipotent. She immediately asked her aunt, Mme. Fadeyeva, to wish
something: that he should bring her something, appear in person
But we all were taken aback and nobody could think
about anything. We all started to say: let him do or bring anything he wishes
At that very moment Mr. Solovyev, staring at a
certain point in the room, said that he saw a kind of a fiery oval sphere, a kind of
radiant light-blue fiery egg
Hardly had he uttered these words than a musical sound
was heard from the antechamber (the door to it was left open for coolness) as if somebody
had quietly touched the strings of a harpthe same sound all those present had heard
before, but more sonorous.
The chord was repeated again and again, and then
Mme. Blavatskys sister stood up and went into
the antechamber which was brightly lit by a lamp. It goes without saying that everything
was quiet there and it was empty. A servant boy brought from India, who alone was at home,
was asleep in the kitchen, the door to which was tightly shut. You may believe or not the
following truthful story, but this is what happened next. When Helena Petrovnas
sister returned into the reception-room she found H.P. sitting at the same place between
her aunt and Mr. Solovyev, but at the same time she clearly saw a shadow or some
gray-colored image of a man who was moving away from her towards the wall and suddenly
This man, or his immaterial image, was of short stature and wore
a kind of robe and a turban. This vision lasted about a second but she had a good look at
him, and immediately described him, being quite frightened herself. Those present had
scarcely calmed down after these strange events when they were again stunned by another
phenomenon, this time quite obvious and material. Mme. Blavatsky opened her medallion once
again, saying that she had felt something strange in it. Then she looked round quite
There were two portraits in it, not one!
One was the same as before, but opposite it, firmly
fixed under the glass in the oval of its lid, was her own portrait mentioned a while
Everybody in turn picked up the medallion. It was
examined, touched, weighed
There could be no doubt: it was simply inconceivable that
four persons could have visual hallucinations at the same time.
The Indian servant was woken up and asked where was
Blavatskys portrait made in Adyar by the Master?It was left
in Adyar, in the bronze casket in your glass dresser, the boy answered without
Silently Helena Petrovna opened the medallion. The
Indian nearly cried with surprise but then immediately said: It's the Master
who brought it!
But that was not the end to the wonderful
happenings of that evening. When a quarter of an hour later Helena Petrovna complied with
her sister's wish and once again opened the miraculous medallion which all the time had
been closely watched by literally everybody in the roomher portrait was
It had disappeared without any trace as had the glass and the
The only sign of the presence of some invisible being who had freely
transformed the contents of the medallion which had constantly been in sight of everybody
present, were the same harmonious sounds, chords and scales, heard from time to time from
different sides. Now, I must go on and tell everything, though I have to admit that
personally I do not like the conclusionbecause it reminds me of final tricks of
prestidigitators: towards the end of the evening, when Colonel Olcott and his secretaries
as well as the Brahman returned from the meeting and we all started to tell them what had
happened, and when Mr. Solovyev was about to leavethe portrait was found at the
bottom of his hat
He took it with him after all of us unanimously agreed that
the guru (teacher), or the mahatma (sage), or the
Masterkhozyainwhoever he washad presented it to Mr. Solovyev
All these happenings, which to common mortals seem
quite miraculous, are explained by Theosophists who deeply believe in Buddhist
teachings as evidence, apparently irrefutable, of the ability possessed by
everyone's astral body to separate from the flesh; and because this fine and so to say
gasiform shell of a human being (which in their opinion is preserved for some time after
death) has nothing to do with either time, or distancejust like the soulit can
therefore move freely where thought or will attracts it and produce all sorts of so-called
We will not discuss whether this is true or not; here we present only real
events which cannot be fraud (they took place quite openly and were attentively
observed by three participants), much less synchronous error or delusion of senses and
thought which would otherwise put them on the verge of madness.
As to the first phenomenonthe transmitting of
a letter's contents and certain red pencil signsthe Theosophical teaching explains
it by purely natural means, as a simple display of human will, acting upon magnetic
currents hidden in every human body. Here is an explanation given by Colonel Olcott.
In these cases, what acts as the pre-eminent force
is duly developed human will, which principle, according to occult teachings, is
inherent in the divine ego, immortal soul or spirit. In order to be able to analyze
phenomena like these we have to understand, that among the concealed, almost unknown and
uninvestigated powers of human existence there is a force of attraction and transference
or movement of atoms. In our case, Mme. Blavatsky attracted atoms of her pencils
color, kept them together, merged them with her nervous or vital force, and caused them to
penetrate, to run like an electric current through her body all the way from her right
hand and into the extremities of the left, then to make their way through microscopic
inlets which are necessarily part of every kind of paper, and to settle exactly where her
concentrated will had appointed them to be.
This is explanation given by the President of the
Theosophical Society which I convey without any responsibility on my part. As to the
correct transmission of the letters contents it is such a common case of
clairvoyance that it hardly needs explanation.
 In India, near Madras.
 All in all, the Society
comprises 125 Branches.
 Aside from the founders
of the Society I shall name but a few: Mr. Judge from Ireland; Mohinithe Brahman;
Mme. de Morsier from Paris; Mr. B. Keightleya lawyer from England, etc. who have all
spoken about this and demonstrated these letters and notes.
 I was told that after
their return Mohini, the Brahman, immediately fixed his eyes upon the mantelpiece where
Mr. Solovyevs hat was and said several times that he saw a hand appearing there for
a momentbut I was not there at that time. I entered when Mr. Solovyev was already
saying good bye.