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Adversity is the Messenger of a Higher Love. Sunday's Inspiration 7


Manatita is an esteemed author living in London, UK. He writes spiritual books, flash fiction and esoteric poetry, his favourite genre.



Greetings, my fellow Brothers/Sisters. Salaam! Namaste! The Light that dwells in me, bows and pays homage to the Light that dwells in you, for we are all one Spirit. I salute your joys and sorrows; your struggles against seemingly impossible odds … I am there with you in the darkness, as ignorance is nothing but our limited Knowledge … our foggy understanding of a Higher Love. Right now, Love deems it necessary for our wayfaring.

Sometimes the sediment settles at the bottom of the teapot, but when we strain through a filter, we are able to drink a most enjoyable cup. When the night is dark, we see only the blackness, but the full moon brings a sudden charm, as the rays of the cosmos springs a twinkle in the heavens.

You and I affect the world, by the vibrations that we offer to it. A drunk will see a drunk in the shadows, but the Saint will see a Lover, intoxicated with the Bliss of Paradise. The mother in labour knows only pain. “Push!” The midwife shouts. “Push!” With beads of perspiration … of tremendous effort on her face, she pushes and a ‘wee’ while later, she holds in her arms a most beautiful miracle from the Unknown.


Uniqueness in Adversity

Life is full of adversity, but we know that a dark tunnel will ultimately have an entrance, which is flooded with light. A thorn is the harbinger of wisdom and adversity is the messenger of a Higher Love … the hidden candle of the Divine. Sometimes life is full of impediments and the twilight brings only loneliness, but with patience and hope will come an awakening dawn.

We are all special, all a unique dream of Life. We have a lot to offer to humanity; to manifest Love’s Light. We begin with the child. Pampered with nappies, it gravitates naturally to mother’s milk; struggles to crawl, stand, walk … to live in the sacrament of the present moment. God has given it beauty, purity, innocence … identification and spontaneity, charm … to feed our souls.

This is the vision of the baby, so important for it! Yet you and I are engaged in rather different, higher ventures: our search for meaning – a quest for happiness for ourselves, our loved ones; for warmth, food, shelter … self-esteem needs.

A good man once said that we are all doing time. I do not know that it is the wish of Love’s Gardener, but She gives us choices. Freedom which we utilise, straying into the ways of Ignorance: imperfections, bondage, limitations … until we realise that even our so-called freedom is limited … that Love reins us in, so we can head into the mansions of effulgent Light.

I encourage hope or faith; of not giving up; of forward ever; backward never! There are no graves here; the Light becomes brighter when the day dawns.


Hope in a Stream of Living Water ... in Love

There is a stream of living water, which satiates the agony of longing and so we drink, so that our Spirit will never die. The fire of the Heart cannot be bound and an intensity of awakening, burns brightly in the soul.

Hope is the song-bird of the soul. Ever whispering her supernal songs … they remain in seed form, until we are sufficiently awakened – like daybreak – to envisage her call. What a great heralder of tomorrow, she is, constantly and patiently pruning the weeds of our garden, so that our fuchsias and petunias shine with glory.

Sometimes, as in certain countries, life brings up droughts, famines … pestilences, but we know that when the rain of mercy permeates the soil, we will eventually get a bumper harvest. So too the dark night of the soul is only embroiled by brittle chains, awaiting the messenger of incandescent Delight.

So, come, my friends. Today is a message of hope. Let us move forward! Our nafs, impediments … obstacles are only temporary shadows. The wise know that there is a lustre blossoming in Jordan, even when the shadows are dense. Give me your hands, for together we march, jog and run as a team. Let us be confident, with an abiding faith and an enduring Love. The Beloved is eagerly awaiting our arrival. Let us go Home.

-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 28th October, 2018.

~Awakening The Inner Light ~

Wisdom from the Master

No Such Thing

"I took a closer look.

There is no such thing as ignorance.

Ignorance is nothing but my limited knowledge.

I took a closer look.

There is no such thing as defeat.

Defeat is nothing but the inspirer

Of my increasing will.

I took a closer look.

There is no such thing as death.

Death is nothing

But my strengthening and dreaming rest." - Sri Chinmoy

Wisdom from the Master

We are all inner and outer candles of the one

© 2018 manatita44

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