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The Shamballa Letter

Beloved El Morya

Friends of Freedom, the Ascended Host of Light do not undertake that which is impossible of fulfillment! You, blessed chelas, have stepped forth upon the waters and will be up-borne in your doubts and fears by the hand of the Living Christ. Tomorrow’s Perfection will make your hearts and heads bow in humility at the uncertainty and fears of today. 

When beloved Jesus’ lifeless, broken form lay in Joseph’s garden, the disciples were filled with desolation, and their hopes and dreams were dead. When the living triumphant Christ stepped forth resplendent, their hearts leaped anew within them and again the hosannas rang. Blessed are they who wavered not through the dark days in between.  

When Columbus sailed the dreaded sea, and weeks passed into months without the sight of land, all the brave souls who believed in him doubted, and he stood alone and held his course till victory came. Then with one breath, they who had filled with forebodings shouted in joy with him at victory. This same is true throughout history during the dark hours preceding accomplishment. 

Ah, Friends of Light, how quick to shout the praises… how weak the sand of your convictions and your faith when the strength of your convictions is weakened by conditions contrary to the beliefs which you hold. Gods are made of those who use the gales of opposition as winds to fill their sails as they set their course FULL SPEED AHEAD! 

Many take the hands of the Masters in the glory of Light while the flowers fall about them in sweet-smelling profusion. Who will hold our hands, come what may, knowing We never fail, and that all seeming appearances to the contrary are but shadows conjured up in the imagination of the human mind… which have no life but what man gives it.

Your Friend,

El Morya