The Home of the Spirit – Those Who Dwell There

THE WAY OF THE GRAIL – SUPPLEMENTARY TEXTS – November 2, 2020

Czech original: Domov Ducha – Ti, Kdo Tam Přebývají · cesta-gralu.cz

Freed and liberated from all that accompanied them upon their paths through the materialities are all those who are permitted to dwell in the radiant gardens of the spiritual home

Like distant times of childhood there appears to them all that through which they passed and which formed them in their drawing near to that sublimity which they may now in the spiritual home hold enduringly in their hands as their spiritual jewel

Their star shines and bears witness to the completeness of their paths, whereby all that through which they passed is severed from them

Nor is there anyone here who would ask them about their past paths, unless they themselves so wish

Thus there stand here side by side as ardent friends those who never gravely erred and whose paths always led through parts of life illumined by light, as well as those who many a time transgressed against the commandments of God and heeded them not, but who in the end nevertheless awakened, and whose subsequent path resembled an ardent struggle for every step whereby they might be nearer to the Light

The whitened garment of the spirit, which earlier was still stained with lapses and faults upon the paths of earthly lives, shines and gleams here, in the spiritual home, just like the garment of those who never erred, because for their development they did not need to go into the materialities

Thus there fill the streets of the golden city many who bore with them a troubled past, but who also in the end, at the highest time, found the true meaning of being and redeemed and laid aside all that lay upon their path as guilt, for the sake of the bliss which they recognised for their inner being in the Laws of God

In the true sense of the word these are they who are called the lost sons of the spirit, who nevertheless heard the voice of conscience within themselves and were willing to repay all that went before down to the last farthing, so that they might become free and, through the Just Laws of Creation, be permitted to pass through the gate into the spiritual Light

They experience a fulfilling bliss together with all those who stood above them and helped them upon their path of rebirth

And yet none of those who formerly led them and helped them ever remind them, not even by a vibration of their consciousness, of the time when the soul of their present friends struggled for its self-preservation in the drowning in the materialities, when the threads of karma still seemed to them in their intricacy to be endless

The equality in the luminous radiance is the most fulfilling experience of all who are permitted to enter here

They are the redeemed and have an equal share in the food of eternity, like all the other inhabitants and creatures around them, and also like those who are still above them in the higher spheres of Light in Creation

Only an all-pervading joyfulness and a surrender into the vibrations of the Love of God, which is here ever present in the tangibility of everything they touch, only such an attunement dwells here and fills the spiritual inner being of the inhabitants of the blessed spheres of Light

He who is permitted to dwell here and to rejoice in the glory of these places has already left all his bonds to the spheres of dusk, as the Subsequent work of Creation with its planes of the materialities is still called here, far behind in past happenings, and the Laws of Creation, through the hands of the animistic servants, let these bonds fall apart and change into new energies and forms

The threads of the Vaenen were permitted gradually to be woven for such a blessed spirit out of ever lighter and ever more radiant hues, until they led him to the highest blossoming luminous meadows of the ethereal realms, where the gleam of the steps leading to the gates of the spiritual home can already be beheld

His soul freed itself, and the covering of its nature, which bore only the burden of the finest materiality, sank down like the fabric of a light garment and, at the touch with the radiantly illumined ground there, changed into golden dust

In the gardens of the spiritual sparks the flower of his being in the Subsequent work of Creation shone through, and just like the soul-garment it changed into golden shining grains which were absorbed into the beds where it had grown

And thereafter, upon the stepping onto the first broad steps rising in their radiance upward towards the blinding Light, the last coverings of the animistically fine species shine through with the brightness of the spirit and in a certain flaring of light sink down to the animistic homogeneity out of which the steps are formed

The fingers of the sublime Norns can in that moment weave once more a further radiant thread which flashes up above the animistic sphere, and in the crown of the tree above the Subsequent work of Creation there shines forth a star bearing the tidings of the completion of the path of one of the spiritual germs

The blue-shining star calls that another human spirit has completed his path and is returning to his home

Meanwhile, in the covering of a circling ray of light, the resurrected spirit rises out of the materialities thither whence his origin, his home, the Light, calls him

There he yet halts and, overcome by the weeping of an unspeakable liberating happiness, sinks to his knees in ardent prayer

The sacred stillness which all at once fills the space enables him to experience once more all that was a part of his path

Thus a gloriously formed masculine or feminine spirit kneels here in prayer and beholds before his gaze all that all at once with complete clarity recalls his path, which he walked from his first awakening

He beholds in everything so much wise lovingness which cared for him at his every step

He sees the hands of the helpers which until then were hidden from him, he sees their wise weaving of the paths which led him exactly to those places where he needed the experiences which led him to maturity in the spirit

He also sees how he often stubbornly strayed aside from these paths, lured by trifles which, however, appeared to his immaturity of that time as a full-valued splendour of experiencing

How he blushes for this his foolishness, with which he let himself be dragged through filthy sewers in the supposition that this was the true experiencing of life in the gross materialities

He sees how many a time he harmed others whom he met upon his paths, but at the same time he beholds their faces bearing the traces of forgiveness, for he has already redeemed and made good all of these faults

He sees again how the threads leading to him from the heights of the Light draw taut, from his unknown friends and helpers who repeatedly called him, that they might be permitted to remind him of the true goal of the path of his spirit

Oh how long he did not see them, oh how foolishly he heeded them not and turned his gaze ever towards that happiness which appeared to him as important in the experiencing in the materialities

Then his path is crossed by a thread of a strong radiation of Light

It was the Word of Truth that entered into his path

Long he did not comprehend its worth, long he left it aside in the supposition that the world around was more important

Only in the time of great pain and of losses, when this world began to collapse for him, did he recognise how in the ever-radiant Word the outstretched hands of all his spiritual helpers are offered to him

Only then did he take hold of these offered hands and began slowly, hesitantly, but resolutely to climb upward

He sees how all at once everything began to prosper for him, how his soul came alive and awakened in the receptivity of new worlds

How his spiritual spark began to rejoice in life

Oh how the spirit came alive to life, for everything became for him ever more evident, even to the translucency of a great recognition

But he sees how nevertheless he still erred, when with his thinking he was bound into the rigidity and the narrowness of the brain in its cumbersome use

He held in his hands the treasure of the Light, the gift of God, which shone upon his path, and yet for long, for very long, he was not able to receive it wholly in its essence

Only when he freed himself from many threads of dogmatic conceptions about how the Will of God is to appear in his life and in the life of others could everything around him come alive still more and bring a portion of true wisdom into his seeing of the world

Only then did it truly grow light, and his spirit arose new and mature, as a flaming servant of the Lord

Now, kneeling upon the steps of the Light, he beholds all this, and the consciousness of his spirit whispers again and again thanks for all that was graciously permitted to come into his path, that he might not be lost, that he might not fall, that he might yet redeem and lay aside everything

It seems to him unworthy of him that so much goodness of the Light surrounded him even though for long he saw nothing of it

How comes it that it was given to him thus, and with such kindness and such care, as though there were no other, more luminous spirits here who deserved help far more than he

Everything, gradually and again anew and again all together, blazes and shines within him, and he experiences it as a self-examination and as a thankful celebration of being at one and the same time

The spirit in this experiencing blazes with an ever stronger brightness, and his light flashes high upward

Then there descends to him the blue-shining star from the Tree of Knowledge, the grace of complete forgiveness bestowed upon him, and it brings him the tidings that he may endure eternally in God's work of Creation

The spirit raises himself and with very quiet steps ascends to the places where in a fine nebula of radiant Light there gleams the most gloriously formed gate leading to the spiritual home

Out of the gate there step forth those whom he does not know, or whom he does not remember, but at the same time he knows for certain that they are his nearest, who accompanied him from the beginning of his paths in the worlds of the materialities

There is so much that he wishes to say to them, how he longs to give them his thanks

The outstretched hands help him to overcome the last step

Standing before the high gate, whose height ends beyond all sight, he feels how he loses his consciousness, for there has surrounded him a power to which he will yet have to grow accustomed

The friends hold him with ardour and wait quietly and kindly until he grows accustomed to that new kind of bliss which pervades his whole inner being and brings him a state as though only now he had come to know the awakening to life

One step, a second, a further one, and everything seems transformed in that all the past has remained somewhere far away in the depths of the worlds

His senses change, and gradually he recognises how indescribably glorious is the consciousness of all those who are permitted to dwell here

There pulsates through him sublimity and bliss, both united into the greatness of being

His volition changes into the longing to fulfil the most sublime application of all his abilities and virtues, which come newly alive within him, as though they were only yet awakening from a long sleep

Now he hears his name, the true one which inseparably belongs to him

This name is he, he always was it, and it is the most glorious harmony which pervades his spiritual inner being

How could he for so long have forgotten this his glorious name, when it is he and he is that name

Never again may he forget that vibration which belongs to him and which bears all the greatness and the dignity of himself

And in all this he may, without a single distraction in his clear pondering, perceive everywhere around him a glory such as cannot be described

The friends, as though they knew his wish beforehand, accompany him with gentle step to the places where, in floods of glorious cascading blossoms, there emerges an arbour with a view upon a distant landscape with a lake

Here they leave him, and he knows that when the time comes they will show him further beauties of this place

He is only at the very beginning, and yet everything seems to him as though after a long journey he had returned thither where he already knew it

Yes, he is at home, he is in the true home of the blessed spirits