A Guide To "The Internal Ascension Of Man"

This is a guide to help one understand this letter which was visibly and audibly dictated to me through the language of light by the universal source. The letter is directed to show the illusion of life's hardships and how all that we perceive in the physical is but the mirror image of the spiritual; "Understanding Spiritual Growth 101", you wight say.

All things physical are a reflection of the spiritual. The masculine energy of the Christ is reflected as male. Female, the reflection of the feminine energy of God and so on. All things grow. We, however, are a unique life form because of all the different ways that we grow. Spiritual growth, though not exclusive to our species, it is the way in which we accomplish that growth that are are uniquely our own. This letter is about how we view the task of personal spiritual growth.

We are created creators, creating through creation. We have complete creative freedom in our hands to choose our own path. This letter serves as a literal illustration of the mountains we set up within ourselves.

Jesus once said, "If you have the faith of a mustard seed, you could say to the mountain, "move", and it would move." But, regardless of our choice of action, we will have to continue to evolve as spiritual, mental and physical beings. So, whether we choose to go up the mountain, around it, through it or move the mountain entirely, we must continue forward. It is our nature.

We must break camp, me must not all allow ourselves to stagnate and diminish into oblivion. For when all is said and done and the illusion of failure or the discomfort of life is behind us, there is only beauty and all is at peace in the mind of God.

Allow yourself to see the parallel within.

Be still.

Feel the snow pass away beneath your feet. And, be calm in the knowing that your journey is soon over.

The Source

The Internal Ascension of Man

Presently, at the base the ground is soft. You can smell the earth, the richness of its pure form. The trees are thick with green and smell of pine fill the air, life abounds around us. The animal noises bring joy to our souls, a sense of comfort makes us feel attached, connected.

The day comes. Presently, the sun slits the sky in range beyond and we must break camp. There is much distance to cover. We move almost liquid like up the base. The mile and one half is all we could cover before the storm settled in around us. Yet it is also beautiful. The snow lands on the rocks and melts away, softening the earth beneath our feet and chilling the night air.

Three days and presently we break camp. Moving up the face, a soft winter blanket begins to shroud the trees and bushes. The quietness of cold settles into the hearts of all life as well as our own. We begin to feel alone, time fades beneath us with each step forward. The thin blanket becomes thicker, denser, much more difficult to traverse with each day that passes. Life, any sign, is scarce as the snow deepens beyond our ability to feel the Earth beneath us. The occasional ram or two may cross our path. We settle in.

Here we stay. How long, I could not perceive. But presently we break camp. A small ewe from a rocky crag watches in the distance with almost a humorous look; as if it recognizes the amount of effort it takes to lift our legs, push ourselves forward, up the face and into the snow. The blizzard is upon us now, turning the soft sheen of white into a slit of gray, as we squint our eyes to keep our lids from freezing. Determination fuels our muscles; focus is our drive. Where a mile becomes a year, a hundred yards become months, and a hundred feet become weeks. We settle in. The bitterness bites at our skin, pricks our joints, but presently we must break camp. Onward now, to the summit. Each step an eternity. The clouds are below us now. We stand but feet away from the top of our effort.

Reaching it, a silence, a rebirth, a knowing that all is beauty and there is love. Warm, sensitive and giving; even in the midst of the cold. We raise our foot one last time, step off the edge and into the mind of GOD.

The Source