[On Madame Blavatsky and the Mahatmas]
by Henry S. Olcott
[An extract from Olcott's lecture titled "Theosophy, the Scientific
Basis of Religion,"
delivered at the Town Hall, Calcutta, India, April 5, 1882.
Reprinted from Olcott's Theosophy, Religion and Occult Science, London,
George Redway, 1885, pp. 121-124.]
. . . In the year 1874, Madame Blavatsky and I met. I had been a student of practical
psychology for nearly a quarter of a century. From boyhood no problem had interested me so
much as the mystery of man, and I had been seeking for light upon it wherever it could be
found. To understand the physical man, I had read something of anatomy, physiology and
chemistry. To get an insight into the nature of mind and thought, I had read the various
authorities of orthodox science, and practically investigated the heterodox branches of
phrenology, physiognomy, mesmerism and psychometry. To understand mesmerism one must have
read Von Reichenbachs "Researches on Magnetism, Electricity, &c., &c.,
in their relations to the Vital Force," and I venture to say that no one can possibly
comprehend the rationale of the astounding phenomena of modern spiritualism, who
has not prepared himself by a glance at all the subjects above enumerated. So, then, this
had been my bent of mind since boyhood, and although I always took an active part in all
that concerned my country and fellow-countrymen, and an especially active one during our
late Civil War, yet my heart was not set on worldly affairs. In the year above mentioned
(1874), I was investigating a most startling case of mediumship, that of William Eddy, an
uneducated farmer, in whose house were nightly appearing, and often talking, the alleged
spirits of dead persons. I will not go into particulars just now, for I have other things
to speak about; perhaps I may make it the subject of some future discourse. Suffice it
that with my own eyes I saw, within the space of about three months, some five hundred of
these apparitions, under circumstances which, to my mind, excluded the possibility of
trickery or fraud. My observations were communicated to a New York daily journal during
the whole period, and the facts excited the greatest wonder. Madame Blavatsky and I met at
this farm-house, and the similarity of our tastes for mystical research led to an intimate
acquaintance. She soon proved to me that, in comparison with even the chela of an
Indian Mahatma, the authorities I had been accustomed to look up to knew absolutely
nothing. Little by little she opened out to me as much of the truth as my experiences had
fitted me to grasp. Step by step I was forced to relinquish illusory beliefs, cherished
for twenty years. And as the light gradually dawned on my mind, my reverence for the
unseen teachers who had instructed her grew apace. At the same time, a deep and insatiable
yearning possessed me to seek their society, or, at least, to take up my residence in a
land which their presence glorified, and incorporate myself with a people whom their
greatness ennobled. The time came when I was blessed with a visit from one of these Mahatmas
in my own room at New York - a visit from him, not in the physical body, but in the
"double," or Mayavi-rupa. When I asked him to leave me some tangible
evidence that I had not been the dupe of a vision, but that he had indeed been there, he
removed from his head the puggri [turban] he wore, and giving it to me, vanished
from my sight. That cloth I have still, and in one corner is marked in thread the cipher
or signature he always attaches to the notes he writes to myself and others. This visit
and his conversation sent my heart at one leap around the globe, across oceans and
continents, over sea and land, to India, and from that moment I had a motive to live for,
an end to strive after. That motive was to gain the Aryan wisdom; that end to work for its
dissemination. Thenceforth I began to count the years, the months, the days, as they
passed, for they were bringing me ever nearer the time when I should drag my body after
the eager thought that had so long preceded it. In November, 1875, we founded the
Theosophical Society as a nucleus around which might gather all those of every race and
land, who were in sympathy with our mode of research; and as no such body could have any
permanence unless we should eliminate the ever obvious causes of disagreement among men -
religious bigotry and social intolerance - we organised it on the basis of universal
brotherhood. The idea must have been a good one, since it has succeeded. I doubt if any
society of a cognate character has ever so rapidly increased as ours. We already have
branches in most parts of the world, and are fast overspreading India with our
organizations. The branch I shall tomorrow form at Calcutta will be the twenty-fifth in
this country established since February, 1879, and by the time I reach Bombay there will
be twenty-eight. But I am getting ahead of my subject: let me turn. During the three
years when I was waiting to come to India, I had other visits from the Mahatmas,
and they were not all Hindus or Cashmeris. I know some fifteen in all, and among them
Copts, Tibetans, Chinese, Japanese, Siamese, a Hungarian, and a Cypriote. But, whatever
they are, however much they may differ externally as to race, religion and caste, they are
in perfect agreement as to the fundamentals of occult science and the scientific basis of
religion. . . .
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