Epilogue
As I write to you now, sitting at my desk on the veranda of our temple room at Alam Cinta Ashram in Ubud, Bali, it strikes me that there are really only two things that really ever occur.
Entries by Ernestine Martens
Chapter 12
Trust, again, is essential. It is also your final lesson in the field of time.
Chapter 11
There are old friends waiting, and I come with you to call them to Myself yet again. *****
Chapter 10
When the soul chooses to serve God, it serves mystery beyond reproach. It is that which can be trusted completely.
Chapter 9
There is no effort in the Kingdom.
Chapter 8
When you release your dream – which is wholly insane – the Reality of who you are will alone remain.
Chapter 7
Not as the world gives, give I unto you. Yet my giving is but your giving to yourself. When will you choose to accept it?
Chapter 6
As you resist service to your brother so, too, do you resist your own salvation.
Chapter 5
The awakening Son is like one who seeks Light, then laments the dissolution of shadows as dawn breaks gently through the night. January 3, 1988 Now, we begin.
Chapter 4
There is nothing, absolutely nothing, you can create that is not an expression of your longing to awaken. December 9, 1987 So I am here. I have moved into my apartment. It is just right. Even from the kitchen I can gaze out over rooftops across Commencement Bay without having to pause from […]