Mouni Sadhu - The Lights of Life

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I did not then realize that only the present is existent,

and that constantly returning to the past is equivalent

to temporary suicide.First I remembered a passage from a book based on the Hebrew Kabbalah,

which many years ago fascinated me with its mystery ,but to the real

meaning of which I could never find the key .'...And the pupil entered the shrine of his heart. An altar was

there and on it two lights were burning.

He understood that these were the lights of his own life. They were

himself. The flame of the nearer one was many-hued, pulsating with

a richness of colour , and emanating a slight smoke. He recognized

it to be his thoughts and emotions by the very familiar rythm of

their vibrations.

The second and further light was colourless , but its rays were

pervading everything and penetrating through the changing hues of

the first one. Immovable in its pristine purity it was quietly

burning , breathing a peace as great as eternity itself.

Then a Rabbi dressed in white appeared , took both the lights in

his hands and changed their places . "From this moment you will

look through the light of eternity on that of the fleeting life,

instead of looking , as you have done till now , through the

ephemeral light , which made the perception of the eternal

difficult". '

=====================================Mouni Sadhu , In Days of Great Peace

 

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Dear Viorica

thank you for this lines

they did help me NOW to "go it more easy"

I hope you do understand me I do not mean to be superficial by it...

 

AHAVA WE AZLACHA

 

michael

 

>"viorica weissman"

> >, , > Mouni Sadhu - The Lights of Life >Sat, 20 Mar 2004 21:30:32 +0200 > >I did not then realize that only the present is existent, >and that constantly returning to the past is equivalent >to temporary suicide. > >First I remembered a passage from a book based on the Hebrew Kabbalah, >which many years ago fascinated me with its mystery ,but to the real >meaning of which I could never find the key . > >'...And the pupil entered the shrine of his heart. An altar was >there and on it two lights were burning. > >He understood that these were the lights of his own life. They were >himself. The flame of the nearer one was many-hued, pulsating with >a richness of colour , and emanating a slight smoke. He recognized >it to be his thoughts and emotions by the very familiar rythm of >their vibrations. > >The second and further light was colourless , but its rays were >pervading everything and penetrating through the changing hues of >the first one. Immovable in its pristine purity it was quietly >burning , breathing a peace as great as eternity itself. > >Then a Rabbi dressed in white appeared , took both the lights in >his hands and changed their places . "From this moment you will >look through the light of eternity on that of the fleeting life, >instead of looking , as you have done till now , through the >ephemeral light , which made the perception of the eternal >difficult". ' > >===================================== >Mouni Sadhu , In Days of Great Peace > > >-- Tired of spam? Get advanced junk mail protection with MSN 8.