And I saw a vision of a gleaming white castle with a narrow footpath leading up to its great white gates. This walkway -- extending out from the gates as far as the eye could see -- was so worn that it appeared to the eye as a kind of cut-mark several feet deep. And when I asked a nearby angel as to the nature of this Bright Place -- and why the path leading up to it was so well-worn, she repl...

We are, at our innermost core, instruments of the Divine... And the Divine is the Absolute: the total potential realms of all that is Light and Dark. We are unique creatures in the secret Essence of this unending expanse because not only are we the living instruments of all possible reflections along with their corresponding intonations, but we may know that we "sing " these colors; we may...

Cycling of vanity with life-in-vain goes on until you see the cost of a self-filling self. Then you commence on the good work of giving yourself up.