Introduction
Honored Reader,
Besides our devotion to God, this time also requires foremost
a profound understanding of
the events, which pertain to the ascension
of this world and to our
transfiguration. This understanding is regularly
deepened in many messages, which are given to me. And while we are
deepened in many messages, which are given to me. And while we are
reliably provided with knowledge and
energy from the high realms of
Creation, it sometimes happens that we despond,
we give up courage,
that we can no longer make sense of all the doings, despite
our position
in All-That-Is and our assignments on earth. Our strength wanes,
our
zest fizzles out and our belief in the fortune of God’s closeness will
Whoever masters a hurdle, whoever quickly
regains strength and glory, is truly a master
of this time.
Therefore I
have decided to bring to mind to all our subscribers
and to the readers of the
blog the, in my view, top-actual chapter
from the book (ebook): “The
Language of the Soul, 13 Keys for Life”,
as was already done during the
last Light Reading in Vienna on
September 25th, 2014.
The composure of a true light warrior is wonderfully described here
and we perfectly well need this composure to a sufficient degree in
these days of mankind. What is needed, is to devote our whole life
to God! To fully offer every event, good or bad, to God, because only
God knows all and knows even the most convoluted paths of a world
and of all human Beings, who serve mankind.
The composure of a true light warrior is wonderfully described here
and we perfectly well need this composure to a sufficient degree in
these days of mankind. What is needed, is to devote our whole life
to God! To fully offer every event, good or bad, to God, because only
God knows all and knows even the most convoluted paths of a world
and of all human Beings, who serve mankind.
Enjoy this
story, which symbolizes the “Trust in All-That-Is”
and whereby this can again
be anchored in you.
In Love
Jahn J Kassl
PS.: This book has already been
translated into English
and will soon be published in the Lichtwelt portal.
Trust in All-that-Is
Where the misery is little, the whining
is huge;
where the suffering is huge, the quarrel is little.
Trust in Life means: Neither to quarrel nor to bewail,
recognize all, as what it is.
Thereto the following passed on story
from the time of Laotse in China:
where the suffering is huge, the quarrel is little.
Trust in Life means: Neither to quarrel nor to bewail,
recognize all, as what it is.
Thereto the following passed on story
from the time of Laotse in China:
There was an old man in a village, very
poor,
but even kings were jealous of him because he
had a beautiful white horse. Such a horse had never
been seen before — the beauty, the very grandeur,
the strength. Kings asked for the horse and they offered
fabulous prices, but the old man would say, `This horse is
not a horse to me, he is a person, and how can you sell a person?
He is a friend, he is not a possession. How can you sell a friend?
No, it is not possible.’ The man was poor, there was every temptation,
but he never sold the horse.
One morning, he suddenly found that the horse was not in the stable.
The whole village gathered and they said, `You foolish old man.
We knew it beforehand, that some day the horse would be stolen.
And you are so poor — how can you protect such a precious thing?
It would have been better to sell it. You could have fetched any
price you asked, any fancy price was possible. Now the horse is
gone. It is a curse, a misfortune.’
The old man said, `Don’t go too far — simply say that the horse
is not in the stable. This is the fact; everything else is a judgment.
Whether it is a misfortune or not, how do you know? How do you judge?’
The people said, `Don’t try to befool us. We may not be great philosophers,
but no philosophy is needed. It is a simple fact that a treasure has
been lost, and it is a misfortune.’
The old man said, `I will stick to the fact that the stable is empty
and the horse is gone. Anything else I don’t know — whether it is
a misfortune or a blessing — because this is just a fragment.
Who knows what is going to follow it?’
People laughed. They thought the old man had gone mad.
They always knew it, that he was a little crazy; otherwise he
would have sold this horse and lived in riches. But he was living
like a woodcutter, and he was very old and still cutting wood and
bringing the wood from the forest and selling it. He was living hand
to mouth, in misery and poverty. Now it was completely certain that
this man was crazy.
After fifteen days, suddenly one night, the horse returned.
He had not been stolen: he had escaped to the wilderness.
And not only did he come back, he brought a dozen wild horses
with him. Again the people gathered and they said, `Old man,
you were right and we were wrong. It was not a misfortune,
it proved to be a blessing. We are sorry that we insisted.’
The old man said, Again you are going too far.
but even kings were jealous of him because he
had a beautiful white horse. Such a horse had never
been seen before — the beauty, the very grandeur,
the strength. Kings asked for the horse and they offered
fabulous prices, but the old man would say, `This horse is
not a horse to me, he is a person, and how can you sell a person?
He is a friend, he is not a possession. How can you sell a friend?
No, it is not possible.’ The man was poor, there was every temptation,
but he never sold the horse.
One morning, he suddenly found that the horse was not in the stable.
The whole village gathered and they said, `You foolish old man.
We knew it beforehand, that some day the horse would be stolen.
And you are so poor — how can you protect such a precious thing?
It would have been better to sell it. You could have fetched any
price you asked, any fancy price was possible. Now the horse is
gone. It is a curse, a misfortune.’
The old man said, `Don’t go too far — simply say that the horse
is not in the stable. This is the fact; everything else is a judgment.
Whether it is a misfortune or not, how do you know? How do you judge?’
The people said, `Don’t try to befool us. We may not be great philosophers,
but no philosophy is needed. It is a simple fact that a treasure has
been lost, and it is a misfortune.’
The old man said, `I will stick to the fact that the stable is empty
and the horse is gone. Anything else I don’t know — whether it is
a misfortune or a blessing — because this is just a fragment.
Who knows what is going to follow it?’
People laughed. They thought the old man had gone mad.
They always knew it, that he was a little crazy; otherwise he
would have sold this horse and lived in riches. But he was living
like a woodcutter, and he was very old and still cutting wood and
bringing the wood from the forest and selling it. He was living hand
to mouth, in misery and poverty. Now it was completely certain that
this man was crazy.
After fifteen days, suddenly one night, the horse returned.
He had not been stolen: he had escaped to the wilderness.
And not only did he come back, he brought a dozen wild horses
with him. Again the people gathered and they said, `Old man,
you were right and we were wrong. It was not a misfortune,
it proved to be a blessing. We are sorry that we insisted.’
The old man said, Again you are going too far.
Just say that the horse is back, and say that twelve
horses have come with the horse — but don’t judge.
Who knows whether it is a blessing or not? It is only a fragment.
horses have come with the horse — but don’t judge.
Who knows whether it is a blessing or not? It is only a fragment.
Unless you know the whole story, how
can you judge? You read
one page of a book, how can you judge the whole book? You read
a sentence in a page — how can you judge the whole page?
You read a single word in a sentence — how can you judge
the whole sentence? And even a single word is not in the
hand — life is so vast — a fragment of a word and you have
judged the whole! Don’t say that this is a blessing, nobody knows.
one page of a book, how can you judge the whole book? You read
a sentence in a page — how can you judge the whole page?
You read a single word in a sentence — how can you judge
the whole sentence? And even a single word is not in the
hand — life is so vast — a fragment of a word and you have
judged the whole! Don’t say that this is a blessing, nobody knows.
And I am happy in my no-judgment; don’t
disturb me.’
This time the people could not say much;
maybe the old man was again right. So they kept silent,
but inside they knew well that he was wrong. Twelve beautiful
horses had come with the horse. A little training and they could
all be sold and they would fetch much money.
The old man had a young son, only one son. The young son started
to train the wild horses; just a week later he fell from a wild horse
and his legs were broken. The people gathered again — and people
are people everywhere, like you everywhere — again they judged.
Judgment comes so soon! They said, `You were right, again you
proved right. It was not a blessing, it was again a misfortune.
Your only son has lost his legs, and in your old age he was your
only support. Now you are poorer than ever.’
The old man said, `You are obsessed with judgment.
Don’t go that far. Say only that my son has broken his legs.
Who knows whether this is a misfortune or a blessing? — nobody
knows. Again a fragment, and more is never given to you.
Life comes in fragments, and judgment is about the total.’
This time the people could not say much;
maybe the old man was again right. So they kept silent,
but inside they knew well that he was wrong. Twelve beautiful
horses had come with the horse. A little training and they could
all be sold and they would fetch much money.
The old man had a young son, only one son. The young son started
to train the wild horses; just a week later he fell from a wild horse
and his legs were broken. The people gathered again — and people
are people everywhere, like you everywhere — again they judged.
Judgment comes so soon! They said, `You were right, again you
proved right. It was not a blessing, it was again a misfortune.
Your only son has lost his legs, and in your old age he was your
only support. Now you are poorer than ever.’
The old man said, `You are obsessed with judgment.
Don’t go that far. Say only that my son has broken his legs.
Who knows whether this is a misfortune or a blessing? — nobody
knows. Again a fragment, and more is never given to you.
Life comes in fragments, and judgment is about the total.’
It happened that after a few weeks the
country went to war
with a neighboring country, and the young men of the town
were forcibly taken for the military. Only the old man’s son was
left because he was crippled. The people gathered, crying and
weeping, because from every house young people were forcibly
taken away. And there was no possibility of their coming back,
because the country that had attacked was a big country and
the fight was a losing fight. They were not going to come back.
with a neighboring country, and the young men of the town
were forcibly taken for the military. Only the old man’s son was
left because he was crippled. The people gathered, crying and
weeping, because from every house young people were forcibly
taken away. And there was no possibility of their coming back,
because the country that had attacked was a big country and
the fight was a losing fight. They were not going to come back.
The whole town was crying and weeping,
and they came to the old
man and they said, `You were right, old man! God knows, you were
right — this proved a blessing. Maybe your son is crippled, but still
he is with you. Our sons are gone forever. At least he is alive and
with you, and, by and by, he will start walking. Maybe a little limp
will be left, but he will be okay.’
man and they said, `You were right, old man! God knows, you were
right — this proved a blessing. Maybe your son is crippled, but still
he is with you. Our sons are gone forever. At least he is alive and
with you, and, by and by, he will start walking. Maybe a little limp
will be left, but he will be okay.’
The old man again said, `It is impossible
to talk to you people,
you go on and on and on — you go on judging. Nobody knows!
Only say this: that your sons have been forced to enter into the
military, into the army, and my son has not been forced. But
nobody knows whether it is a blessing or a misfortune. Nobody
will ever be able to know it. Only God knows.’
(Osho, Der Sufi Weg, S. 48 ff)
Everything is an event on the path to perfection,
which I walk on now, rain, sun, hail, lightning, thunder alternate,
but my inner frame of mind remains untouched by it. Because I trust
in what it is now.
you go on and on and on — you go on judging. Nobody knows!
Only say this: that your sons have been forced to enter into the
military, into the army, and my son has not been forced. But
nobody knows whether it is a blessing or a misfortune. Nobody
will ever be able to know it. Only God knows.’
(Osho, Der Sufi Weg, S. 48 ff)
Everything is an event on the path to perfection,
which I walk on now, rain, sun, hail, lightning, thunder alternate,
but my inner frame of mind remains untouched by it. Because I trust
in what it is now.
Everything serves me and everything benefits my growth.
Therein I trust and so I remain in peace.
You slide into frustration and hopelessness way too fast.
You are quick in losing courage and feeling robbed of your strength.
Trust in what is!
Trust that life takes care of you.
Trust in your own strength.
The key to a fulfilled life is the trust in Life.
Events are markers along the path,
which help you to orient
yourself, but they do not constitute firmly anchored, inevitable
or even unchangeable facts.
yourself, but they do not constitute firmly anchored, inevitable
or even unchangeable facts.
In the course of time, today it is
this, tomorrow it is that.
Do not hang on to these.
Do not hang on to these.
Gain some distance and contemplate,
because everything
will come to you and accept, what is given to you – trust!
will come to you and accept, what is given to you – trust!
Do not evaluate. Do not let yourself be
tempted to judgment.
What exists now has meaning,
determination and helps you to grow.
The sorrow of today is the joy of the
new morning – the transformation of your Being
creates the space for this change.
The sorrow of today is the joy of the
new morning – the transformation of your Being
creates the space for this change.
Trust in what is.
The “second key” for the understanding
of your life has been given.
of your life has been given.
FROM ALL-THAT-IS
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