Gathered by the Praying Call, beings withdraw into themselves and discover themselves in their humility, in their smallness, and at the same time, in their ability to live greatness.
We are called to pray to... recommend ourselves, to think again, to evaluate our seeds and to know about our fruits.
Moreover, assuming our responsibilities, our answers, with simple attitudes, without arrogance!, without justifications. And thus, to become a cohabitant… who liberates, who releases himself from the yoke of worries, of precautions, of attitudes of suspicion.
Oh!.... And our footsteps will be accurate!, when they become transcendent, when we realise that it is the impulse of the Mysterious Creation what moves us, the one that makes us protagonists, that promotes us to the stage and to the smile.
To feel that we are recipients of such a privilege, that we are cared for, that we are inspired... is to live with the certainty that we are not lost; that there is a guide which, by praying, indicate us; which by praying points us out; which by praying, encourages us!
Creatures we are, of an unfathomable Creation. Unique, unusual, unrepeatable! And that is how we are art: a work of art! And as such we exercise it. It is the most sublime duty, to feel art, because we are art and in art we were made.
And so, be constant and permanent adornments. And so, to be... beauty!, and to be able to admire each other without shame, with... surprise!, with respect, with awe!
Thus, there is no mistake. Thus, there is no offence. Thus, there is to feel privileged to be a work of Creation. To be a living verse!
And that doesn't stop us from ploughing the earth, gathering its fruits, toiling with sweat, striving to discover.
Living does not separate. It unifies, it encompasses, it expands. We are not enclosed plots of land... or private property.
I do not belong to me. I belong to a Creation.
Freeing oneself from the burden of ego...
Freeing oneself from the pressure of self-importance...
Making oneself flow smoothly, without harshness. With the enthusiasm of being
art of light!
Yes!, art of light, because Creation has placed us in this place in the Universe... to illuminate its art upon us.
For Creation has placed us there to bear witness to the great work of life.
Because... art is splendid!, and in that sense, beings are splendid!
Words emanate radiance... They emanate beauty when they are sincere! When vocation... is to love each act and to transcend it; to see ourselves within an unfathomable Universe.
To see how every little detail becomes a world. But not a world that weighs us down, that presses us down, that represses us, but a world of worlds that is amplified. And the detail becomes great! And the word becomes Creation.
Our vocations are floating, suspended as if in a broken sigh...; being aware that our achievements require that enamoured impulse of the Mysterious Creative Force!
Oh!, Mystery of Mysteries! Inspire our steps so that they do not oppress.
Oh!, Unfathomable Creation. Soften our hands. Make... our embrace and our caresses soothing, calm, tender.
Oh!, Unfathomable Mystery, which I cannot and must never, forget!
Feel oneself in others; in others who, like me, aspire to feel your presence, your intervention.
And not because we doubt it: we know that it is infinitely present. But sometimes, anguish, anxiety, the fit of power!, clouds the consciousness and turns it into a dark day, makes it opaque. And it seems that you are gone, Creative Inspiration. It seems that... you have abandoned us!
And that never happens.
Like when we are in love, that halo of unexpected privilege, Love, does not leave us. Only that, by wanting to possess and dominate it, it is hidden and diluted.
It waits for our egomaniacal anger to subside, to calm down... and to discover itself alone. And discover, in its solitude, that only the inspired, mysterious Breath can rescue us... and set us afloat! And look again at the flower, with wonder. And smiling again with hope.
We have been sent here as a token of Goodness and Mercy. Of Kindness, for the gifts we receive. Of Mercy, for the envelope we need to solve our mistakes, our terrors, our horrors!
Merciful Kindness emanates from existence. And whatever our disposition... that sign comes to us.
We continually receive the opportunity of opportunities of opportunities.
There is no room, with so much Creator enthusiasm, to faint. There is no time for protest or complaint! It is time for enthusiasm!, for reconciliation, to compose again, for reparation!
We must be in tune... with that Merciful Kindness.
Continuously, everything is to be done. This is how we can attain Creative contemplation.
If we take it for granted, if we consider it finished, if we take something to an end... we will be trapped in an automatic, traditional, repetitive activity.
And so, majority of humanity is cloistered, it... stops!
The prayer one is promoted. The prayer one... -by the Prayerful Call- the prayer one is stimulated. As everything is always to be done, he is in the Creative Work... without end!
"It is in the endless Creative Work".
And with that tendency, with that attitude, the creativity of our actions, the creativity of our presence as an art of beauty, will always have that distinguished touch of the Eternal; of what has never been done before!
There are no complexes. The being, in his presence, has no reason to declare himself inferior, to complain about his position... He is endowed with goodness. But, by not recognising them, it affiliates itself to reason, it affiliates itself to comparison, it affiliates itself to performance, and ends up being a product without soul, without spirit.
" Duty". Yes: the duty to live what life demands of us.
It is possible to be overflowing with joy when we know that we have been taken care of and encouraged. When we discover that we have been obedient and faithful!... to the signs of Creation, to the signs of Love. To the signs of the receptacle of this place in the Universe that welcomes us!
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