A Lesson from the Spirit

Pass a word to those who are lost. Tell them not to live in the bondage of their own ignorance and error. Let it open by the time the truth comes, a tender whisper, distant, barely audible, in their minds.
Many hopes of yours have been spent,
and many messages, many paths trodden, and none in vain, all for the sake of the purpose, and that light to which you are called.
You cannot wander long in darkness without knowing any dawn, without feeling warmth, without sensing the care that has been given to you.
Only those who seek oblivion will wander these labyrinths so long that soon they will forget what light means.
Memory is an important component of each of you.
If you do not keep the light in memory, there is nothing to walk toward, for you do not know what it is, what this good is.
But when you, unclenching the bonds that tie your ignorance, open up, remembering that light kept by you, you discover another path, you begin to sketch different patterns of your road.
This is not about dreams, nor about wishes at all.
It is about tradition, about what is kept in the depths of your soul from generation to generation, passed to you as a talisman, as knowledge, as the true beginning of yourselves. Forget it and you forget your clan, you forget your origin. And by that you will grow proud over the one you reject.

Remember, unhurriedly, gradually, unfolding yourself like an angelic flower, petal by petal, slowly, without haste, watching how the radiance is released in unhurried sparks from that flower as golden dust that rises upward, spreading within you and beyond the bounds of your sight. To the places your attention has ever touched, to those people, those events.
In that moment everything begins to transform within you, to alter, like an old mechanism awakened, starting itself into motion again.
Thus, petal by petal, step by step, accepting and opening the feeling of light within yourself, you reshape the world and yourself in this world. So be it.