The world will become peaceful, beautiful and abundant
IF WE TRAVEL ON UNDAUNTED, NOTING SIGNS ALONG THE WAY

A long procession of people in long dark brown hooded robes was journeying on foot over the floor of a very narrow valley with steep sides. The people knew that this journey would end soon, in fact there was no way out of this enclosed valley as it came to an abrupt end at a sheer face of rock, over which poured a high waterfall.

Along the way, riders on white horses offered their services to the wanderers, offering them rides, saying to them that this would help them reach their destination earlier, but most of the wanderers were steadfast, knowing in their hearts that every step was important and that short-cuts also cut short the learning process. Thus they learnt to walk and live and camp together.

Their hope of actually reaching a “destination” was sometimes very low. On such occasions, some of them complained and displayed impatience, while others remained silent and sought stillness, listening out for the strange and sporadic creaking sound which originated somewhere in the distance, and which echoed softly round the valley. This sound gave them comfort, for it suggested that there was SO MUCH MORE TAKING PLACE THAN THAT WHICH THEY PRESENTLY PERCEIVED FROM THEIR LIMITIED POINT OF VISION.

Others were inspired to DIG DEEPER INTERNALLY AND EXTERNALLY. When they dug into the ground, they discovered nuggets of pure gold beneath the soil. These could not be removed, however. They were somehow fixed. And through this, the wanderers were reminded of the TREASURES UNSEEN AND IMMOVEABLE, YET TO BE REVEALED, BUT ALWAYS IN EXISTENCE BENEATH THE SHROUD OR DARKNESS.

When the travellers reached the end of the valley, they were forced to stop and set up camp. The water from the waterfall was their only sustenance. Those with enough strength and stamina and curiosity and who still had enough energy to climb on, discovered a very steep and narrow path cut into the rock. It led upwards, winding on and on to the top of the waterfall.

On reaching the top, the resilient wanderers discovered a large lush plateau of fields surrounding a large lake. Food was abundant. The meadows were populated by smiling dancing people who welcomed them, and who directed them towards a huge tree. This tree was hundreds of years old, with a startlingly thick trunk, but its most astonishing feature was that it was made of solid gold. It was then that the adventurous wanderers recognised this tree as the MOTHER who had birthed the gold nuggets which had inspired them during their journey through the valley. These were not actually nuggets, but golden roots. THE ROOTS HAD GROWN FROM THE SOURCE THROUGH THE THICKEST OF ROCK AND THE THINEST OF SOIL. This phenomenon could not be seen from a bird’s eye view, nor understood from logical reasoning. The connection was made through an intuitive internal knowing.

A huge swing was attached to one of the tree’s branches. An angel sat on the swing, and as it moved to and fro, the wanderers recognised the creaking of the branches. Seeing the travellers arrive, the angel jumped off the swing and welcomed them saying NOW THERE IS NO NEED TO TRANSPORT TO YOUR EARS THE SOUND OF OUR DIVINE MOVEMENTS, BECAUSE NOW YOU CAN SEE THE SOURCE WHICH CREATES THE MOTION AND THE SOUND.

The travellers were overcome that they had reached the end of their journey, though they understood that this was also the beginning and that THEY THEMSELVES WOULD NOW MAKE THEMSELVES HEARD, GIVING CLUES AND INSPIRATION TO OTHERS SO THAT THEY WOULD SIMILARLY FOLLOW THE CLUES TO FIND THE SOURCE – a place of perfect shelter, calm and love.