Theos-Talk Archives (December 2008 Message tt00081)

And the Self to be loved it is not the self of ego and personality, but the Higher Self, that dwells within everyone's heart, the Light within, the spark of Divine Wisdom. 
Yes I totally agree with you.
 
Very best Regards
 
Raquel

--- El mar, 2/12/08, Erica Letzerich <eletzerich@yahoo.com> escribió:

De: Erica Letzerich <eletzerich@yahoo.com>nd the
Asunto: Re: Theos-World Keeping the link unbroken
Para: theos-talk@yahoogroups.com
Fecha: martes, 2 diciembre, 2008 9:24






Dear Raquel,

I don't know why but what you wrote just brought into my mind a quote from the Dalai Lama: "If you don't love yourself, you cannot loveothers". Thank you for sharing this beautiful experience.

Erica

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From: Raquel Rodríguez <raquel_rpj@yahoo. es>
To: theos-talk@yahoogro ups.com
Sent: Tuesday, December 2, 2008 1:28:50 PM
Subject: Re: Theos-World Keeping the link unbroken

A great valuable lesson to me Erica, sincerely.

It happened to me, a few years ago when I first got in touch with H.P.B teachings, I found very difficult to began a proper and organised method of meditation. The hardest obstacle to overcome in all the vicious habits I had developed personally, was Compassion.
I looked at my heart and I found none. This made feel quite uncomfortable with myself for a long time. 
One day, few years latter, I, unexpectedly, found a little seed, while traveling on a city bus, buried deep in the mud. I was so glad to find it and so surprised of the simplicity of its beauty, I put it save and began to grow it. Sometimes forget to water it, sometimes to shelter it against frost, but there it is resisting all weather conditions and shyly but constantly, springing little buds.
This what you have stated, it is a full key to me, to garden, such a priceless seed."


" Let thy Soul lend its ear to every cry of pain like as the lotus bares its heart to drink the morning sun. 
Let not the fierce Sun dry one tear of pain before thyself hast wiped it from the sufferer's eye. 
But let each burning human tear drop on thy heart and there remain, nor ever brush it off, until the pain that caused it is removed. 
These tears, O thou of heart most merciful, these are the streams that irrigate the fields of charity immortal. 'Tis on such soil that grows the midnight blossom of Buddha (33) more difficult to find, more rare to view than is the flower of the Vogay tree. It is the seed of freedom from rebirth. It isolates the Arhat both from strife and lust, it leads him through the fields of Being unto the peace and bliss known only in the land of Silence and Non-Being."

The Voice of Silence, fragment I, by H.P.B.

Best Regards

Raquel


--- El mar, 2/12/08, Erica Letzerich <eletzerich@ yahoo. com> escribió:

De: Erica Letzerich <eletzerich@ yahoo. com>
Asunto: Theos-World Keeping the link unbroken
Para: theos-talk@yahoogro ups.com
Fecha: martes, 2 diciembre, 2008 10:26

Dear Raquel, Morten friends,

Thank you for your kind and encouraging words.

Erica

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