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LETTER XLI
A CONCLAVE OF MASTERS
Some day the races of men will return to the
love which they have now forgotten.
Some day German and English, Italian and Austrian, French and
Turkish, will all sit together at the banquet table of life and drink to the
health, not to the death, of one another.
And that day is not so far distant as the present hate and slaughter
would indicate.
There is peace after strife, and love after hate, and the sunshine
after the storm.
Love and hate! To know the one you must have seen the other. Surely
I need not tell you this! What did you know of love till you had been
hated?
Love and hate are the twin-born children of emotion.
Some day men will look for their enemies within themselves;
some day men will fight the evil in themselves, and then they will not need to
slay their brothers. Some day love will re-establish itself upon the pedestal of
the world, and hate will return to the shades.
I have told you of the evil beings who brought
about this war. There are also loving beings who long to do away with war
between brother and brother.
To-night in the spaces above the world there is a strange quiet. Is
it the quiet before the storm, or the quiet after the storm? It is all rhythmic.
Be poised and wait, trusting in God.
Some storms clear the air. The present thunder and lightning will
clear the air. Yes, the world has been too sultry, and the atmosphere had to be
broken.
Do not cry out, do not weep, do not laugh. Be quiet, and trust in
God.
What do I mean by God? Look deep in your heart and see I AM THAT I
AM.
In the childhood of the world men believed in a Power beyond
themselves. Now in the maturity of the world men believe in a Power within
and beyond themselves. That is God, I AM THAT I AM!
Seek the high place of the Spirit and prepare
yourself for the service of the world. The Spirit is crucified on the cross of
the world. Christ clothes himself in matter that he may raise it. Love wears the
garment of hate, that love and hate may become one.
What do I mean? Do you not know that love and hate are One Thing—the
eternal opposites that complete each other?
When hate rests, love comes into its own. When love rested, hate
came into its own. This night do hate and love unite. Find out my meaning if you
can. Look in the glass of visions and find the picture there.
The uniting of love and hate! There is a neutral point where
the two join hands.
There is a council held this night among those who serve the world—a
conclave of Masters. At what hour, you ask? Go to sleep, and learn the hour. If
you are still enough, you may listen at the keyhole. If you are not still
enough, you will hear nothing.
Do I seem to write strangely to-night? All things are strange
to-night, if by strange you mean unusual.
Be still, and know that God dwells in the
hearts of all men, though in some He lies asleep. For the God in you will sleep
until you awake Him.
“This is my commandment, that ye love one another, as I have loved
you.”
Love your enemies, even when they smite you; for the God is asleep
in those who smite with hate.
You will never understand your enemy by hating him. You will never
understand the Masters until the love and hate in you unite.
On the declaration of peace your love will flow out again to your
enemy. Can you not anticipate the event, and love your enemy to-night? The enemy
needs love when he shows least of it. Be still, and know that the world is the
footstool of the Spirit.
Hate will not serve you. Hate never serves willingly. Remember the
words of the Man-God, “Forgive them; for they know not what they do.”
Go to sleep now, and listen at the keyhole of the Masters’ council
room. You may hear things that you cannot tell the world.
May 14.
Letter XLII
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