THE following Message from the Master Mind of the Brother Hilarion, was received during the period of distress and suffering of the World War. It has been sent to us recently by one of our Dear Friends, and we share it with our readers for we feel that it contains truths as vital and important as ever. —EDITOR.
“BE PATIENT with the shadows—thou climber of the heights—not only with thine own, but with the shadows of all others. Remember! Thou seest only shadows with thy deceptive sense of sight, when the real man, the real woman, is hidden from thy view. Only with thy soul-sight canst thou glimpse beyond the haunting shadowy caricatures of thy True Self, these caricatures which, like automata, may sing and dance, or sob and cry, according to the will controlling the hands which hold the strings. So, be patient with thy shadow, for when its little day is ended, its purpose all fulfilled, it will disappear, and in its place thou wilt behold Thy-Self—that Self which, since the dawn of thy creation, has been standing back in the Silence of Eternity watching the antics of its shadows and “pulling the strings.” Let me tell thee of thyself as man. As the Disciple—man advances along the path of evolution, he takes, step after step, the degrees of the Great White Lodge, unconsciously. As he looks back he finds that the real epochs of his life have been divided, not by days and years, but by events.
Great sorrow, severe pain, great joys, are the milestones marking off that journey of life, and these have been the means of broadening and lengthening the mental and spiritual horizon of your Real Inner existence, and each of these must be duplicated over and over again on the three great planes of being—Mental, Spiritual and Physical. Grief and pain will walk by your side over many vast stretches of the path until they are conquered by conscious endeavor to understand the Principles of Life. You have arrived at the “place” where you may begin to do this. But, my Child, remember when either of these seem to hold you, try to realize that they are part of the great world’s pain and sorrow, as you are a part of it, and to whatever extent you succeed in rising above and conquering the thought, to just that extent you have changed the inharmony torturing the minds of humanity and disrupting the peace of the world, thus you help to make it a lovelier dwelling-place for the children of God.
As victory over thought crowns your efforts you will become more conscious of your Oneness with the Masonic Lodge of the Universe, and this consciousness carries with it a force that refines the atoms of the physical body. The organs of sense will begin to lose their grossness, and Light and Sound from the Inner Sphere will break on your sight and hearing.
I give you this little touch of Love that you may pass it on to others in need. You are in a great company, met to commune with each other on matters of vital importance. That which man senses as space cannot separate you. As day follows day you will become more convinced of this. There are great trials of faith and endurance before you, and persecution, but I bid you stand and be patient with these shadows, they will pass, for you see but surface acts.
Trust and love the Great Master who walked the earth in poverty and humility, though higher than the angels. Sink your very soul in the great Father-Heart, the beats of which vibrate through your own with every pulse of the same, and remember that I am One with you—not outside you.
In tender love I greet you, my Children. —Hilarion.
————o————
HAVE PATIENCE, Candidate, as one who fears no failure, it courts no success. Fix thy Soul’s gaze upon the star whose ray thou art, the flaming star that shines within the lightless depths of ever-being, the boundless fields of the Unknown.
Have perseverance as one who doth forever endure. Thy shadows live and vanish; that which in thee shall live for ever, that which in thee knows, for it is knowledge, is not of fleeting life; it is the man that was that is, and will be, for whom the hour shall never strike. —From The Voice of the Silence.
← previous | The Inner Life 1938 | next →