A Lesson from the Spirit

They show a palace, as if made of golden dust. It rises up, grows, becomes one great building. Many floors, and here and there a light comes on in the windows.

Luck does not depend on your desire, but only on choice.

Luck is not choosing the light in a room once you have moved into it.
Luck is the skill of lighting the windows within yourself, within the temple of your own soul. Like windows of possibility, which, by illuminating them with your light, by pouring out your light, you begin to see what you lacked, what was hidden from your sight.
This is not mysticism or a mirage, it is simply the ability to feel with your soul.

So, if there is no light inside you, if you keep all the windows inside you closed, keeping them in darkness, what are you waiting for in vain, hoping for luck?
Luck is not obtained, not programmed, not guessed. Luck is cultivated within yourself through that light that gives life.

Life is not merely the flow of a biological process, it is not only evolution.
Life is, first of all, in yourselves, in the ability to create it on a high-frequency molecular level, where matter has no power over you. Where you create that matter with your light.
A process in which you are not the subordinate, but the creator of a pure, unimagined story.
And the more of that light inside you, the more windows you will light, the more you will see, the more possibilities will present themselves to you.

Light them one by one until all the windows become a single bright work of light-consciousness. With specks of the mother-memory particles of the bearer of the knowledge of beginnings.

You do not simply create the story, you live it, and where you live it you notice new details, making pauses, accents, in certain places, where it is necessary for you.
Everything awakens at once inside you from the moment you consciously allowed this light to be, allowed this light to kindle in each cell of your soul.

And where it was kindled, truth opened, and possibility opened. And that truth opened, and that possibility that occupied you with answers your whole life.
Now you are free, and with your free hand you draw the sketch of the creation of your future.

"I light all the windows of my soul, allowing luck to be."