You are aware of the pain, the discomfort. You are aware of the fear and the turmoil
within your body. You are aware of the
feelings of uncertainty, mistrust. You
are aware of your anger; perhaps you are aware of the game.
But there is something else happening, something you know
consciously nothing about. You are
beginning the journey back to heaven.
This is the push; this is one of the greatest opportunities
you will ever know: being a part of the freedom of a fragile race. Within that is your own freedom, your great
and good works. This change is not easy
and this change is not quick, but it is thorough. It is as deep as change gets and it is
happening to you.
You would not understand it if I explained it to you, but your time
being human is coming to an end. Some call
it ascension, some call it nirvana, some call it death. It is not the death of the physical, it is a
death of the old way. You are rising
into a place of consciousness that your race has never seen before. You are the forebears, you are the bringers
of truth. All things in your lower life
are screaming because they are like weeds being torn from a garden. Their time is short and they know it. And as more of the game is revealed to each
of you, the clearer more pristine your garden becomes.
Humanity is not the epitome of life—quite the contrary—it is
a form of life. This form of life has
somehow taken over and beguiled the truth of us all. We rose beyond it. You are rising beyond the illusion. In many ways this is one of the darker times
of your world—conversely, this is the grandest opportunity you’ve ever
known.
It is not that we, your elder brothers and sisters, have not
suffered what you suffer; we have. We are not devoid of compassion or kindness—quite
the contrary. But we also know and
realize that subservience to the small mind and frail body is surrender, and
such a power so great surrendering to such a great lie is a travesty. All trappings on this world have been created
by the mind of humanity so that you sleepwalk through your opportunity. You are waking up. You are extricating yourselves from the game
of life as the masses know it. Again we say,
it is worth every ache and pain and sorrow and hurt, every moment of
despondency, to go where you are going.
Babaji
