The Time of the Bridging of the Abyss Between the Worlds

THE WAY OF THE GRAIL – SUPPLEMENTARY TEXTS – September 2, 2019

Czech original: Doba Spojování Propasti Mezi Světy · cesta-gralu.cz

Towards the Earth there incline the great, the exalted among the spirits, those who were permitted to pass through development in advance and who became conscious before ever the first sparks of the human spirit set out upon their journey through the planes which circle far below their spiritual homeland – Paradise

These exalted ones draw near and work towards earthly man, so that the abyss yawning between the worlds may at last be bridged

The abyss of the severance of this earthly world of men from the other spheres and planes of the work of Creation

The flowing threads are now to be given back, so that the path of the human spirit may be made whole in the recognition of the glory of the true meaning of being

The separation between the earthly and that which is above the world of this materiality grows less, and is to vanish altogether

Like the beating of a heart that has been freed from desperate convulsion, the life of the earthly striving of men is to be filled with the recognition that only in the right understanding of what the spirit and the soul of man are does deep inner peace and wisdom lie

And this recognition the Grail now brings, as a crown to true humanity

The exalted helpers extend their luminous hands in help to everyone who inwardly longs for a genuine understanding of the meaning of his life

Blessed is the present time on Earth, for the knowledge of the path of the human spirit is held out as a rope of light to everyone who longs for the wholeness of recognition

The guidance of those who seek is wonderful, miraculous, if only the pure spark of longing for recognition flames up within the inner being of man

Every vibration of the inner being, every thought of longing search, is now so guided that it shall not remain without a direct pointing towards the Light

He who seeks shall find

And every finding which is then rightly understood and rightly fulfilled by man is already of itself the bridging of the abyss between the Earth and the other planes of Creation

Indescribable is the moment when the human spirit grasps how tiny the Earth is, how insignificant the universe is beside the other spheres which range themselves one above the other, ever higher and higher, in the translucently delicate, luminous distances of the work of Creation

There now comes a shaking of that picture which has endured until now, yet which is founded upon nothing, and which bears within it nothing other than the superficial conceit of men about their own importance

That conceit, enduring for thousands of years, that all the important space of God's creating is to be found precisely and solely here on Earth, and that everything happens only and only for the sake of earthly man

This conception, whose starting centre is man himself, will be removed for ever, so that the abyss may be made whole and so that it may become possible to survey the true greatness of the work of Creation

Yet the shaking of that strange “central point of all things”, which was ascribed to the Earth by the ignorance of the human view of the world, is at the same time to be rightly understood

The Earth is not to be disdained, just as the life upon it is not to be regarded as the only place of God's working

Both are wrong, both do harm and deny the true wisdom

This place here is a significant place of turning for man, who enters upon the Earth in order to gain maturity, and who therefore often returns to it in the repetition of his lives

Life in the earthly body is to be lived out in full value, purely, and ever more consciously in the recognition of the true path of the human spirit

This is the call of the exalted ones, who now, accompanying Parzival upon His way to the materialities, bear the mission of joining the shores of the worlds, so that the gaping abyss may be closed for ever in the understanding of earthly men as to what the true work of Creation is

Washed away is now to be all fanciful raving, which hitherto set itself as a hindrance to the true recognition of the meaning of man's earthly life here on Earth

There is but one Great Creation, in which this universe and the Earth circling within it are an important place for the awakening of man, yet which are at the same time only a tiny part of the great worlds that form the actual space for the school and the maturing of the human-spiritual sparks beneath their own homeland – Paradise, filled with bliss and harmony

The abyss is closing, and the new prospect brings the rounding into wholeness of the noble and meaningful path of man, who hitherto stood before the riddle of where he was to seek Paradise, the place of glorious, fulfilling life

The Earth is a space affording a wonderful ground for the worthy finding of the wisdom of the human spirit

For this purpose it was made ready in virgin purity by the servants working in the Will of God, who labour under the inspiration of the worlds in the Luminous planes

Drawing for this the forces from the heights of the Grail, the servants working in the matter of materiality created a most beautiful work – the Earth

Yet this work, in all its uniqueness, is still but a grain within the multiplicity and the greatness of that part of the work of Creation which affords the space for the great school of the spiritual sparks upon their path of maturing towards spiritual perfection

The exalted ones extend their hands to us and lead us to the recognition which brings understanding and the making clear of so much that until now remained for many people as oppressive questions

The joining of the worlds makes the path straight and gives a prospect to everyone who inwardly senses that our true spiritual homeland lies high above this world of matter

We find ourselves in a time in which the prospects of the new let us sense the attaining of quiet and of peace over all this Earth

Let us not allow this blessed stream out of the Light to flow past us unused for the ascent of our spirit