Life never ceases. Life is an overflowing source, and death is only an obscure effect of illusions.
The great river follows its own course before joining the vast sea. Likewise, the soul follows equally varied routes and passes through different stages, receiving here and there tributaries of knowledge, strengthening its personality and perfecting its qualities before reaching the Ocean of Eternal Wisdom.
The closing of our earthly eyes is such a simple event.
The shedding of the physical body does not solve the fundamental problems of enlightenment, just as changing ones clothes has nothing to do with the deep questions of life and destiny.
Ah, paths of the soul, mysterious ways of the heart! One must walk their full lengths before facing the supreme equation of Eternal Life. It is essential for you to live all their conflicts and to know them fully in the long process of spiritual ascension.
How childish to imagine that the mere “ringing down of the curtain” would settle transcendental questions of the Infinite.
One life is but a single act.
One body – a garment.
One century – a day.
One task – an experience.
One triumph – an acquisition.
One death – a breath of renovation.
How many lives, how many bodies, how many centuries, how many tasks, how many triumphs, how many deaths are still allotted to us?
And yet religious philosophers will speak of final decisions and immutable situations!
Alas, everywhere we find scholars in doctrine who are spiritual illiterates!
It takes great effort for man to enter the School of the Gospel, and his admission thereto nearly always comes to pass in a strange manner – he finds himself alone with the Master, struggling through a difficult course, learning lessons in an invisible classroom, and attending long lectures of unspoken words.
Long, very long therefore, is our arduous journey. Here our humble efforts can bring you only a glimpse of this fundamental truth.
I speak to you as an anonymous friend, in this anonymity which stems from brotherly love. The great majority of mankind is like a fragile vessel which cannot yet contain the whole truth. Therefore, we restrict ourselves here to conveying only the profound experience itself in its collective values. We will not torment anyone with the idea of Eternity. Let the vessels first become stronger. Thus we dedicate this brief record to the eager spirits of our brothers struggling for their spiritual ascent, who understand, as we do, that “the wind blows where it wills”.(John, 3:8)
And now, my friend, let my thanks fall upon this paper, and thence rise and merge into a great silence of sympathy and gratitude. Attraction, appreciation, love and joy live in the soul. Be sure that in the depths of mine I hold these sentiments toward us.
May the Lord bless us.
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