Cycle of Life

The Book of Enlightenment - A guide to a better life

Sunday 22nd December 1935

To return to our researchive endeavours we find it necessary to return to trees for inspiration having noted the seasonal fall of leaves the distribution of the seeds scattered by the winds. We realise that from death we gain blossoms of life, death of the blossoms spreading the seeds of production the seeds carried by a force the wind unseen but registered in its strength and Power but again what is the controlling Force of that wind seed thus carried oftimes to the barren soil, the soil is thus sweetened though the seed may never blossom in beautiful splendour.

Thence for the present that is all that is necessary. Let us return to the material and then ever search for enlightenment. A child is born from the controlling force of desire again let us pause to realise a force a seed with recognition of the governing force predominating over the activities of material and spiritual kind.

A seed from a garden a seed of a flower that has withered and died whose blossom and splendour thou hast never seen and hast long been forgotten is cast and planted by ye materials throughout thy material plain.

Ye who plant seeds of the dead ye who look forward to a reincarnation a blossom thou art not disappointed thou didst not perform a miracle for the Power of God is ever wrapped in the seed and needeth only the harmony for the ideal child that may mature and blossom in splendour. Pause to realise that material be also a seed that requires the necessary harmony as did the seed from the garden. A material seed must also require the harmony the perfect surroundings if ye are desirous of bringing to the garden of evolution a flower of beauty a seed of material kind is but the receptive container of the Force of the Power of God.

Friends of material kind allow that Voice the privilege to mature and see the light to blossom forth in splendour the glory so as to appease the eyes of God. A Voice unknown by the wicked but a Voice desired by the flowers in thy wisdom in thy progressive knowledge canst thou not realise that God is the giver of the jewel. Must thine eyes be blinded canst thou not see the light and acknowledge.

Cast aside the cloak of protection shed thy clothes that thou shall expose thy soil in splendour and say God the Power the force of man see my innermost soul desire is to live as ye would desire. I who have worn the cloak of pretence the vanity of material kind now see the light and feel the warmth of Heaven bringing the jewel that thou giveth me. I desire the Knowledge and the strength to comply.

Oh aye the opposing breezes oftimes fan thy material cheek

The aspiring warmth of Power.