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The true elegance of the spirit, the gift of divine grace, is every man's portion. But senseless delays, little understood by embodied mankind, have interspersed themselves between the great Source-Giver and the child-man recipient upon whom God would shower his bounty in a liberal fashion. We come with tenderness now to evoke ancient memory in the minds of the many who are devoted to keeping the flame of the sacred light of soul relationship to the Father-Source both active and directive in all lesser affairs.
The Greater always contains the lesser and would convey the power and the glory of eternal Reality to the lesser. This becomes possible when the sometimes feebly flickering flame of Reality is awakened enough in the individual consciousness to emit its auric light around the precincts of being. For only then do men distinguish the Presence of God in action in the outer world of form as the hand of Holy Reason and righteous concern, who would bestow liberally of himself and his wonders upon those creatures of his heart here below in the world of form.
Crown, then, thy being with awareness of his Reality and make that Reality thine own. For only by so doing can the counsels of God become more real to thee than the strident voices of mankind who shout not so much that they might be heard as to drown out the still small voice of conscience and of eternal utterance1 which has been placed within them, whether they know it or know it not.
There is no need for the children of the sun to hide in the den of the cockatrice or to run from the forces that seek to lay them waste. Neither these forces nor those who employ them or permit themselves to be employed by them shall endure; surely the day shall come when they shall be no more, but the Lord liveth forever. Upon the Golden Throne of his Lotus Presence, he sends his sweet flame of illumination throughout the cosmos and quickens the hearts of all who will receive him with the golden-pink joy of a permanent dawn.
Have you ever wished, precious ones, that you could hold and retain the day itself from moving forward? Have you wished to stop a precious moment so that it would not flee away? Ponder, then, the great possibility of capturing the infinite joy of the Infinite One within the jeweled casket of thy being in order that the pearl of great price,2 of holy wisdom - iridescent and symmetrical, pure and lustrous, shining out its treasure of true knowledge - might repose upon the silken lining of this jeweled coffer of thy being. Feel the tenderness of the Father's love that has created thee to behold this pearl of Reality!
Thine is not the portion of the beggar's son but of the prince come to awareness to claim the treasure that is thine now and has been always thine. Let no man take from thee thy crown; let not the leeches of the world who would drain thee of thy whole energy steal one farthing of the gleam of that golden disc of true knowing. To thee it is given to know, to dare, to do, and to be silent. But to thee it is also given that knowing which is action and, therefore, both doing and daring to oppose when the opposition would create peace of soul but not necessarily outer peace.
Use caution and be thy brother's keeper when thou canst. Be silent of that which thou hast accomplished; for so shalt thy record speak before the throne of the Most High, not dissipated by thy voice or world reclaim to fame. And it is so, as true as the laws of heaven are written: those who have their reward now cannot expect that it shall be theirs in the days to come. The Christ has verily said, "They have their reward."3 Yet I think, as we contemplate together the wonders of God and his ever-present now, the heaven of pure being, we can see that the aura of the dawn is with us perpetually in thought and we are never separated from it. This is a harvest of the Divine Presence, a fascinating display of the aurora borealis within the inner plane of consciousness.
God flashes forth his peace, and it is not without power nor is it without love nor is it without intelligence. Current trends of the world's thought, of the world's discord, of the world's vanity which have brought distress to many of the sincere through the years must not permanently trouble your hearts. You have heard the Master's promise "Where I AM, there ye may be also,"4 and I think that all of the hierarchy upon the planet contemplate with ever-new joy the prospect of new souls coming to understand, one by one, the fragrance of the Divine appearing.
Men, then, are caught up, one by one, into higher understanding; and so the harvest in the manifold segments of the world is not so much the happening of one day but of the brilliance of the eternal day seeping its way, yearning its way, glowing its way fervently into the minds and hearts of men until they can steal away from the fashion of the world with joy and with rapture to find their peace in God - who is ever not only peace but love, actively engaged in bringing forth freedom and accomplishment for mankind.
For the Lord, blessed ones, is the Great Doer, and no greater doer has ever been or will ever be. This Lord of the Universe that beats your heart, that is your shield in time of sorrow, is also your buckler in time of rejoicing;5 for even as the time of rejoicing is the moment to be on guard, so the moment of sorrow is the moment to prepare for God-tidings. Albeit the world has drunk the dregs of sorrow through many a day of sadness and chaos, the hopes of God are scattered on the fields of the earth as newly cut wheat at harvest, ripe and mellow, awaiting the threshing. The grains of great goodness, the manna of cosmic purpose, the lusty cry of the young manchild - all are heard and all are seen and all are helped by manifestation, by visualization, by realization!
Separations which men imagine do not exist. The great proximity of every man to God must be sought and acquired and when it is found, blessed ones, it must be the treasure of every man's being. Without the harvest of the fruit of sowing, men could not gather into the granaries of memory the precious birth of new ability, the precious strengthening of the right arm, the precious inflaming of the fires of the heart, the priceless reality of the infinite way of God. They are all yours, they are mine, they are ours to share.
Shall we raise the banner of Shamballa over the earth? Then let no part of the world be separated from the influence of our banner. The peace of God that keepeth every heart in stability is conveyed to you in this epistle from my heart, as from the loving Christ Presence seated beside me; for this day on my right hand is the abundant Christ, and on my left is the great Lord Maitreya. We are seated here upon the Golden Lotus Throne which God has provided us with here at Shamballa. We honor the Holy Trinity of Being - the great triune expression of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit - those Three in One which agree in all.
May the mantle of God enfold the earth. May the mantle of God enfold thy heart.