A Message from the Spirit

Keepers of the secret— they are everywhere; they have entrusted you with the repository of the chosen ones’ mysteries.
In this repository are kept the confessions of many of you, and every minute, as if marking a sentence, the time allotted for reaching the goal is counted off.

In this wasteland of earthly incarnations you only succeed one another, forming a continuous stream of consciousness.
Yet every consciousness, like God, is meant to serve faithfully and well the forces and souls that are able to hear it.

You were called here not by inspiration alone, and not by chance are you all here, enclosed in a single portal of light.
Many pay with pain, suffering, and ignorance, but many have come here to achieve something greater.
Every minute an invisible to the eye ladder, a path, seems to take shape that leads to the summit of consciousness.
And every minute your doubts strangle the possibility that is unfolding for you.
And so, instead of the many roads truly open to you, you see only one leading to hopelessness.
Doubts smother, closing that light portal in which you were conceived in the first place.
There are no borders there and no contours; it is a unified, structured energy of light, like a photon beam connecting different dimensions, different measures.
And to restore contact with yourself, allow yourself to step away from the grievous doubts that prevent you from being.

But you are! And you are that enchanting fragment of a single composed list that will receive its release from those mysteries hidden beyond your sight.

You are the one made from nothing to revive everything.