Our task . . . Is to prepare a Vessel to be filled, And not . . . To fill an imagined vessel with what we dream it has been prepared for. The former begins by the light of inner work, fueled by an awakening faith. The latter has its beginning in the darkness of spiritual sleep; its inertia sustained by the machinations of self-centered considerations. The New Vessel is built to ho...
Here are seven separate Higher Facts about the proof and the possibility of the Fearless Life. Taken alone, each of the following statements supplies insight into the seemingly impenetrable darkness that surrounds any fear. Taken altogether, these Higher Ideas reveal a whole New Understanding that penetrates fear's protective shell -- dispelling both the feared and the fearful at once. The Lig...
The one who looks to me for strength, Is not without my own, The one who calls on me for peace, Finds quietude is sown, The one who reaches for my hand, Will never walk alone, The one who comes to me for love, His heart is made my Home.
Man, as God imagined, is as eternal in nature as is God's thought of him so being. The life of this eternal person is the Christ, whose Living Light is to this, our immortal soul, as is blood to our physical body. When a person has come to know a true love for the Christ, this love is more something he is held by, and not something that he holds of himself within himself. So that true...
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...
A thousand flames, But one Fire, A thousand hearts, But one Desire. A thousand journeys, But one Path, A thousand conclusions, But One Math. A thousand sorrows, But one Night, A thousand insights, But one Light. A thousand branches, But one Tree, A thousand lovers, But one Thee.
We are creatures of the outside. We know as real only the movement from without to within; From hand to mouth, we exist. Yet, Real life is inside...out. The Christ is before the world. His Light precedes the letters that spell His name. His Life is to the thoughts and ideas about Him as is... The fusion of the sun to the light it generates. And when the inner Sun stirs... ...M...
He reads the Great Truths in order to resonate... To have his heart sound out the soothing tones of Timeless Light Captured in the printed word upon each page. What are such words other than invisible Truths made visible... The ineffable made tangible to nourish hungry hearts? Such sentiments caught on paper may be Either a window or a door -- a passage or an impasse...