...She clung to the memory of a love that once was,
while he dreamed of a love that was yet to be.

And as she glanced his way, she silently cried...

"Oh why did I not meet you Yesterday,
when my heart was young and filled with hope?"

And he gazed upon her and thought within himself...

"Oh why did we not meet Tomorrow,
when I could provide a life of comfort
that is worthy of your love?"

And in the silent spaces of their despair,
the Angel of Love came and sat between them.

Unto the ear of the woman's heart did the Angel whisper...

"Living within the illusion of Yesterday will rob you
of Tomorrow's cherished memories."

And unto the man's deepest desire did the Angel speak...

"Only a fool plans for the uncertainty of Tomorrow,
while sacrificing the reality of Today."

And the man and the woman turned to see who it was that
had just spoken,
but they only saw the reflection of Love in each other's eyes.

As the man tenderly reached out to hold her hand,
he said...

"My name is Adam."

And the woman shyly smiled,
answering...

"I am your Eve

Though we be apart,
we are but a heartbeat away.
 

By

-Daniel-

©

Though we be apart,
we are but a heartbeat away.
I have come to share a Truth
upon this blessed day.

In the darkness sat Man,
alone and separated from all that once belonged to him;
and there appeared before Man,
the Gift that was his before the descent into
Ignorance.

And the Gift spoke unto man...

"I am yours to name and to use,
and that which I am is of your
own free will."

And Man named the Gift...

POWER
*******

Thus, did Man gain dominion over the world
and out of Power was fire created to serve the
needs of Man.
But in his ignorance, Man grew frightened of the
Power that he possessed but could not comprehend
and the fires of Ignorance consumed Man,
enslaving him,
to become the master of his needs.

And again the Gift stood before him
and spoke unto Man...

"I am yours to name and to use,
and that which I am is of your
own free will."

And Man named the Gift...

KNOWLEDGE
*******

Thus, Man gained the understanding to harness the
gift of Power and together did Knowledge and Power
become the servants of Man.
But Man became enchanted with his own creations
and so Arrogance arose as master,
to seize Man's desires,
holding him captive with the golden chains of grandeur.

But there came a day when Man grew weary of his own creations
and he found himself restless within the arrogance of his
own knowledge and he thought within himself...

"There must be more to the existence of Man
than Power and Knowledge."

And the Gift appeared before him
and spoke unto Man...

"I am yours to name and to use,
and that which I am is of your
own free will."

And Man named the Gift...

LOVE
*******

Thus Ignorance and Arrogance were vanquished from the Throne of Being
and Love took its rightful place within the heart of Man.
Through Love was Wisdom born to guide the hand of Knowledge
and Goodness was made manifest with the Power of Man's very thought.

No longer did Man sit in the darkness with
Ignorance and Arrogance blinding his way;
Bathed in the Light did he sit,
contemplating the separate aspects of the Gift
that Man might unravel the greatest of mysteries.

But it was not until Man saw the reflection of his own Wholeness
that he could understand the Perfection of the Gift.
And Man spoke aloud the Truth of his Gift...

"Of what use is Power without the knowledge
to harness its force?
Of what use is Knowledge without the wisdom
to direct its path?
Of what use is Wisdom, if it is given
without love?
Of what use is Love if it lacks the power
to manifest Itself in all that we
think, say or do?"

We are Eternal Beings.
Each one of us chooses the time, place and circumstance of our incarnation
that we might overcome our personal obstacles on the pathway to Perfection.
Every path is different, depending on the lessons needed for that
individual soul's progression.
Never was there a time when we were more than we are today.
We are an accumulation of our previous experiences;
and what is right and good for us today will become tomorrow's sin.

All that come to earth, come as teacher and as pupil.
The lessons of Life are everywhere but it is up to us,
as students, to be forever receptive.
We are taught by those who love us, by those who abuse us,
by our own suffering and by the joy we give to others.
What is taught is limited only by our own understanding of the
Universal Truth.

Within the Great Pool of mankind's collective consciousness,
awaiting to be brought forth as a blessing of Love
or a monster of evil, lives every thought, emotion and deed
that has ever been.

The selfless desires of loving wisdom or carnal desires of lustful greed
are continuely created by the family of man.
We live within the prison cell of illusion and the darkness of ignorance
would deny the True-Self of God's Light.
It is up to each of us to peel away the layers of our own ignorance that
the True-Self might take up Its rightful place and embrace the
Christ Logos forevermore.

Now all that forever exists possesses vibration,
but we only attract to ourselves the vibrations that are of our own given level...
...as we raise our level of awareness, shed yet another skin of ignorance,
our magnet attracts the existence of yet higher vibrations.
Ceaselessly do we grow and as such, the energy of a lower
vibration shall diminish but never does it die...
...waiting to be rekindled by lowering the level of our own vibration,
and subjecting ourselves again to all the conditions of old.
The higher we are able to raise our awareness, the freer we become to
silently help the needs of others.

Mankind is a builder and we play a part in constructing the world we live in.
By continually shaping the etheric energies, do we build our present reality,
both personal and global;
but in our ignorance, and we are all ignorant, do we abuse the vibrations
of Mind, causing pain and suffering not only to ourselves but to those
around us as well.
Now Mind is the means by which the Causeless Cause expresses Itself.
Mind is the supersubstance by which the all of existence is constructed.
Everything is of Mind but Mind is not God;
and within the vast Ocean of Mind, lives the Akashik Records,
the Universal Memory where everything that was, that is and ever will be
exists as a vibration.

We can only be influenced by others as we allow them to do so,
therefore we must diligently guard our reaction to the
thoughts, deeds and emotions of others.
Remember, we cannot control how other people act but we can master
our own thoughts, deeds and emotions.
The negative vibrations are sent to us out of ignorance and are received
in our own ignorance...
...if we knew better, surely we would do better.
As we learn to forgive others and ourselves, the destructive vibrations
are no longer fed the energy to actively exist and as we send forth
UNCONDITIONAL LOVE,
constructive vibrations pour forth their blessing to all mankind.

Think of this as you would a coin that you receive for the labor of your day...
...some are filthy, while others shine, but they are only yours to hold for a while.
Make sure that you spend only the shiny, clean coins in the marketplace of Life
and return the filthy ones back to the bank vault where they can be secured from
being passed on to another.

Most of us remain blind to this level of awareness and only drift thru Life,
either feeling the sting or the sweetness of our own thinking.
As we gain mastery over self, we begin to control the destructive vibrations
and consciously construct the loving vibrations that bless all of mankind.
Minute by minute, thought by thought do we create our own future,
but many of us choose to retard our spiritual growth by holding onto the past...
...looking back with regret, anger, pain and unforgiveness.
As we are born into this world, all of our previous experiences are lovingly
locked away so we will not be tempted to look behind at what we once were.
Never was there a time when we were more than we are today, for we are the
accumulation of all of our past and present experiences.
Can you imagine the amount of pain and regret we would bear if we judged
our past by our current awareness?

In His Divine Mercy does our Father-God protect His children from the
lessons of the past...
...and tomorrow we will not be reminded of today.

'I cried aloud for I had no shoes;
then I met a man who had no feet.'

I once knew of a woman and a child who understood the deep sorrow and suffering of Life.
It was twenty-five years ago, that she brought her son into this world,
and for all those years he suffered the fate of a soul held prisoner within
the confines of a ravaged body.
He could not move, his spine was twisted and bent beyond imagination.
His tiny bones were merely draped with a gaunt covering of pale skin.
He could not speak nor could he hear.
Totally helpless from the moment of his birth, he was dependent upon
a mother's love for his every need.
Selflessly did she go about tending to the care of Philip; and so for
twenty-five years she alone fed, bathed and nurtured the soul that
had chosen her as Mother.
When the lessons of Philip's life were completed, our Father-God called
him Home that he might begin to prepare himself to master still larger lessons.

Now many would say what a wasted life, one that should never have been;
and when viewed through the peephole of logic, who could argue?
But I say unto you that we cannot rightly judge that which
is beyond our knowledge.
We are not allowed to peer into the past or future lives of these two souls.
How can we attempt to know the secret lessons learned by a muted soul
that cannot communicate through earthly language?
Only Philip knows the lessons he was sent to learn or to teach;
only his mother can fathom what she has given or taken from this
esoteric relationship.

Mayhaps they were being taught the interdependence of Unconditional Love,
and oft times the giver and the receiver are but one and the same.
Could it not be that each played the assigned role needed in order for their
souls to grow and expand to encompass Love and Compassion for all
who suffer?
The lessons of every life are important and the soul that sits silently
within a withered body may be teaching or learning higher lessons
than the most holy of saints revered by men.

All Peace and Love to you dear Philip.

You were a blessing to your mother's life,
as she was also the blessing of yours.

Once while wandering the vast expanses of an arid land,
I happened upon a tiny brook that meandered aimlessly
towards its own demise.
It was barely a trickle of warm algae that eventually
disappeared into a stench ridden mudhole.

And as I stood at the edge of this mosquito infested desert sink,
I wondered from where had it started its life's journey?
And without knowing why, I found myself tracing this poor
wretched stream back to its original source and what I found
along the way filled me with wonder and awe.

At first I merely saw a muddy trickle, making its way over the
hot sand. There was only sagebrush and black lava rock to
decorate its course but as I continued on, the landscape slowly
began to change...
... a lone cedar tree here, a tuff of grass there along the
lonely streambed and there flowed more water than before.

Off in the distance, stood a seven thousand foot mountain peak
and I presumed that this is where my adventure would take me.
So on and on I walked, passing by more grass and trees along the
banks of this little brook.
The rocks within the brook began to change as well and now there could
be seen a mixture of black lava rocks and an occasional white rock.

Finally, as I stood in the shadow of the mountain, the stream
could be heard flowing with crystal clear waters.
There was an abundance of lush green grass, wildflowers grew
along its banks, the croaking of frogs could be heard and little
fish were busily swimming in the cool waters of this nameless brook.

But I still had not discovered its source until I looked closely at a
placid pool of water that rested at the very base of this mountain.
There it was, bubbling forth from its own hidden depths.
As I placed my hand into this natural wellspring, I felt the blessing
of Life itself and its pulsating heartbeat brought to me a deeper
understanding of the Universal Truth of Being,
hidden within this tiny brook:

The mountain is the realm of the Eternal Now wherein lies the
Divine Pureness of the Absolute.
The wellspring is our source of inspiration that flows forth from
the hidden depths of this mountain.
And the little nameless brook is our present life upon the
physical plane of existence.

The white rocks are the manifestations of spiritual thought...
...the answering of selfless prayers, seen in the miracles revealed by
the desire to live our lives in purity that all might come to know the
Light of Love.

When we live our lives close to the Source of All that is Good,
there is an abundance of Life and Love;
but as we drift away, carried on by the currents of self,
the rocks turn black, the waters become hot and muddy
and our life itself stagnates unto death.

May each of us take heed of the Nameless Brook's lesson and live
every day of our life, close to the Source of All Life.

Each soul descending thru the Idea of Man into this world does
so in order to gain experience that will help to perfect
the evolving Self.
Each of us begins this journey in ignorance,
standing with our backs to the light of the sun.
We trace the shape of the shadows we see
and declare this to be our God...
...limited to our own level of understanding of what
God should be.
At the dawn are the shadows long and full of life,
but noontide comes and the shadow-gods weaken and wane,
shrinking from sight.
Slowly does man turn his eyes towards the East,
to have the shadows remain forever behind
as he waits to greet yet another dawn and behold his God.
Man is the caster of shadows,
God is the source of Light.
As every man begins his quest for God in the shadows,
so also shall every man find his God in the Light...
...and the limitation of the past is destined to
disappear as man's awareness unfolds from within
his own Divinity.

Fear holds each of us back from our full potential.
Prisoners all are we,
but each carries the key to unlock the cell door
and that key is LOVE...
...for where there is LOVE,
there is TRUST
and where there is TRUST
there is SECURITY
and when we have the faith to know that we walk
hand in hand with our Father-God,
there is FREEDOM from all fear...
...FOREVER.

LOVE is the Light that shines from On High
and it remains our only salvation.

The solitude of the mountains has kissed my heart
with the quiet whisperings of Wisdom's Song.

I walked alone upon a dew laden path through the dense forest,
no sound to disturb my thoughts other than the singing bird,
the chattering of the gray squirrel and the rush of the glacier fed
river flowing over the rocks and boulders.
The water found here is milky in color due to the 'glacier flour'...
...from the grinding of the granite rocks under the weight of
fifteen thousand year old ice that is over a half mile deep.
These glaciers are forever at work,
grinding smooth the roughness
of the rock.

As I walked along the river's murky bank,
I came upon a smaller stream which fed its crystal clear waters
into the vast murkiness.
I stood at the very spot where these waters met
and though the little stream poured freely into the main course,
the tiny current would not allow the impurity to mix with its
own blessed source;
yet on and on did this little stream pour forth its sacred
gift of purity.

Hidden within this mystery lies a lesson of Eternal Truth for any
traveler willing to walk this forest path in a sacred manner:

The riverbed is the River of Life,
the countless rocks found there are the multitude of souls
that incarnate in search of purification.
The ice found at the highest mountain peak
is the Eternal Law of the Great Spirit that grinds smooth
the roughness of the soul.
The milky waters are the impurities of ignorance,
known to man as sin,
that are washed away by the constant flow of Forgiveness;
and the Little Stream of crystal clear waters
is the Wisdom and Unconditional Love of the Christ...
...forever pouring forth new waters that will eventually
cleanse the River of Life before it enters
the Great Sea...
which contains the Oneness of All Things...
...GOD.

May the blessings of the 'Little Stream'
flow into the heart of every
Life.

Forty years did I walk within the Master's garden as a disciple,
yearning to touch the secret of Eternal Life.
And often it was that I followed in his shadow,
seeking to gain of his wisdom;
but always were his words, spoken unto me, the same:

"If you would know the secret of Eternal Life,
study then within this garden.
Listen unto the wisdom of the babbling brook.
Learn of the dreams, cherished by the wind.
Hold counsel with the trees and rejoice in the flower's bloom.
Quietly accept all that exists within this sacred place and seek
not to solve the unanswerable questions of the mind,
but simply come to know the Causeless Cause."

And so the Master left me unto myself within his garden,
that I might come face to face with my own Enlightenment.
Season after season passed before my eyes as I sat in solitude
beside the tiny brook or as I silently walked, hand in hand,
with the wind.
I learned to quiet the mind and listen to the sage advice of
the trees and I felt the joy freely given by the flowers,
as they bloomed for all to see;
but still buried deep within my own yearning,
lived the desire to touch the Sacred Flame of Eternal Life,
to satisfy the need to simply know.
And as I sat beside the flowering fuchsia with its leafy
branches extending skyward, beyond my reach
and its delicate flowers providing the sweet nectar that
the bees and hummingbirds craved,
I heard the fuchsia cry out to me...

'Help me, old friend, for I am sick nigh unto death.
Do not let me die in vain, take from me seven branches
and show them to the Master...
...for he will know.'

It was in that moment that fear seized my heart,
for I had dearly loved this fuchsia from my first day in the garden.
With trembling hands, did I pluck the seven branches from my
flowered friend and off I ran in search of the Master,
and when I found him and showed to him the seven cuttings...
...he knew.
I beseeched him to come with me and to save the life of my friend,
so together we went back to the spot in the garden that was
home to the fuchsia, but it was too late...
...my beloved one was gone,
leaving only dried and rotted twigs in its stead.
In grief did I fall to my knees, clutching the only remembrance
left to me and the Master knelt as well, blessing the cuttings;
and together we planted them in the soil stained by my own tears.
And then the Master quietly said unto me:

"In three days shall you come back to this very spot in the garden
and you will find that for which you have searched all these years...
...and then you will know."

For a time, I dwelled in faithlessness and I could not bring
myself to visit the Master's garden.
I was filled with anguish, pain and untold sorrow,
but upon the third morning, I did as the Master had instructed
and I came face to face with my own Enlightenment.
There again was my beloved fuchsia, sprouting forth new leaves
from the seven branches and new flowers were beginning to
bud and to bloom.
Through the tears of joy, welling up in my eyes,
did I behold the Sacred Flame of Eternal Life,
and as I caressed its tender leaves...
I knew...

...there is no death.