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The great secret

8/1/2013

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It took some time before a translator could be found that could be trusted with what he suspected might be in the letter from Russia; from a deep and long lost part of that vast country that was still in touch with mystic roots.  It was a letter describing the events around the passing of one of those special people in life, often called spiritual leaders, Gurus or the like. They have some special skills or knowledge that allows them to intuit or vision things that most of us might only see in the dream time. The letter explained that she, the letter writer who needs must remain nameless, was at the bedside on the final day. She sat quietly waiting for him to speak, for she needed to know the great secret so that it was not lost forever. After some hours of patient waiting he beckoned her to the bedside and said, 'it is time for me to go, I know you desire to have the great secret. Whatever you do in life hold what I now shall tell you close to your heart. It is nothing yet it is everything. . .  keep it simple . . . that is all there is, there is nothing more I can tell you. . . '  Now we too are blessed with the knowledge of the great secret.
The question is, can we live by it?    
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​​'That, which we often blindly seek, ​is in truth,
that within us, which is the seeker itself and always was.
It is the seeker in ourselves, we seek.'
​When you know this, you will be changed forever.

                                             RJS