Неизвестен

LEAVES of Morya s garden

remained

vestiges of ageless spiritual teachings.

Even the old choral ring dance

retained fundamental spirituality.

In the center of the ring was placed the chosen one—

most often a woman.

Around her, in the ritual, circled the figures of the chorus.

The chosen one in the center remained as if inert.

And all the movements and invocations

were directed toward her.

And she took unto herself the true meaning

of the circle's striving.

Just so is it in the teaching of the Spirit.

The disciple acquires the illumination of joy,

and takes on the endless spiritual quests.

He resigns himself to the ice of solitude.

And then he must undergo the burden of being the

center of the circle.

As if alone, as if mute,

As if without any help,

He bears upon himself the burden of all.

And thus in quietude, in the icy solitude,

He awaits and readily accepts the onslaught of all

appeals.

Like the foundation of a building,

he silently submits to being burdened.

He multiplies his hands by ten;

He magnifies his heart;

His spiritual growth must be such that he can respond

to all those turning to him;

Yet he is not afraid.

He knows that his time draws near.

The knocking ones, the menacing

and the oppressive ones,

They must come; and he must meet them.

And for a time he is surrounded by them,

his exit barred.

But the ordeal is not without end.

For nearby is the possibility of the closest path.

Such is the burden of being at the center.

And good it is if friendly hands stretch out to one,

If the chorus is imbued with good will.

346. Search not for evening at noon.

When behind the plow, husbandman, utter not a prayer for

repose.

347. About love I can say that in pure souls it rushes

ever upward.

But compassion flows downward.

One may love God,

One may picture Him as a wondrous Martyr

for creative thoughts for the Good of the World.

One may trustingly and even daringly knock

at the door of His Temple.

And if the knock is consciously delivered,

Then in response one receives new strength,

though it may not at once be recognized.

348. There is little understanding in the ocean of

humanity.

The spirit knows,

But it is necessary to manifest these signs above the fire.

The fire of life-action causes the wings of the spirit

to grow.

Throughout the sea is salt,

But only the work of the currents makes it known.

The egg of the nightingale bears the embryo

of the singer;

But the song begins to ring out

only after the fulfilment of the life-giving process.

Singers of happiness, sing out for the Glory of the

Creator's Smile!

There are neither small ones nor great ones;

A feeling cast into space returns like a boomerang

to its starting point.

349. Have faith in the new ones!

The Teacher has the strength to hold the shield

until the point of happiness is reached.

The Teacher understands

when a helping hand is needed.

The Teacher is ready to assist.

The Teacher can send new ones.

The Teacher can send forth the Teaching.

The Teacher considers an act of courage

an achievement.

The Teacher gives strength to the faithful.

350. People have been taught about the heroes of

antiquity.

At this change of races, should not achievement

shine forth anew?

The Shield of Our Brotherhood is ready to protect

the search for light.

Your best endeavors are nurtured by Us like seeds.

Blessed are the paths of beauty;

The thirst of the world must be quenched.

The miracle of New Life is obscured by tatters,

yet it lives.

Fear not the scum of life;

When the pot is boiling, the scum swirls to the top.

On the path of podvig there can be no fear,

Yet the fire of the heart illumines the way of truth.

The truth of Eternity is in beauty of the spirit.

The spirit knows where beauty is.