The Man who spoke to "gods" - Part 3

Thor pointed out to Yorick:

"Behold, this is Valhalla from your fables. But it is different from what you imagined. It is home of us, Lords of the elements, but people usually don't have access to enter there. Only on special occasions when somebody is to be sent to Earth, somebody who has an important vocation, then the gates may be opened for him for a short time. But no man dwells here permanently. Spheres of elemental beings are not home of men. Let's go further."

They passed Valhalla and came to halt in front of a great, radiant gate. Here they met a light being.

"This is a guide for you next journey. When the time comes, I will return to take you back to Earth," Thor informed Yorick and returned to his realm of elements.

"Welcome Yorick," greeted him his new guide. "I'm going to show you our home, home of men. I'm also a spirit of a human nature like you, but I've already progressed in my development, I've become pure, so I am graciously gifted to stay and work here in this beautiful realm. Before we go further, you need to know that man is a creature of spirit who has the ability to decide freely, unlike servants like Thor and other Lords, and beings working on Earth in nature..."

Yorick asked his guide in surprise: "Does it mean that Thor and others cannot decide on their own? I often saw them decide about things independently."

"Yes, within their work they can decide and act at their discretion, but their work, their action, they will always be in accordance with the Will of the Most High. They will never stand against Him, unlike men who abused their gift of free will and who put their volition above His Will. Men can decide in any situation whether they will follow or mock His Will. Elemental servants don't have this option, so they are always in accordance with His Will. Their freedom of choice is only in finding a way how to best meet this Will, according to their abilities.

Now, I'm going to show you the starting point of the human spirit. What I'm going to tell you is just a brief base of whole knowledge, but for now it's all what you have to know. You will be able to complete your knowledge alone, in purity of your sentience, when the right time comes."

The guide brought Yorick to a splendid world where in space endless crowds of twinkling lights floated. They streamed in nebular clouds in a peaceful serenity, looking as if in sleep. Sometimes, one of them moved, left its place, and fell slowly downwards.

"These are germs of human spirits. They are still unconscious, without own "self", and they will dwell here as long as the desire for self-consciousness don't awake in them. Once it happens, they will leave this place and fall down into the spheres you passed on your way here. They will stay in each of them for certain time, and with experiences their own "self" will start forming. Then they go, according to their own volition, after such experiences that attract them. The more they experience, the more they desire for another and stronger experiences, so they wander to lower and lower spheres until they stop at the threshold of this corporeal Earth, where you live your life in your physical body as well. The moment when such germ gets to the gross-matter Earth, its appearance is fully formed, has human traits, and is ready to incarnate to its body of gross matter.

Thereby starts a cycle in the outermost part of Creation in gross matter. Once a human spirit is evolved sufficiently here, and is purified from all guilt and desires it may have fallen for in its travelling through gross matter, it may begin to re-ascend. Now it ascends upwards, through all levels it once hurried downwards, but not as an unconscious being, but as a conscious human spirit. Like with its descent, in its ascent it shall have to stay in each of these levels for certain time, ascending as a mature human spirit. After this, not sooner, it can return here, back to the golden gates of spiritual realm. He won't return to the same level it came out from, but to the level higher, the level of such spirits who have already undergone their development. As you must have noticed on your way here, every sphere, no matter if material or elemental, has several degrees, and thus spiritual realm, too. Above the spiritual realm is one more, spiritual as well, but of a higher nature, and men usually don't have access there. Remember, everyone can go just as high as his origin reaches. Herewith I described you Creation at least concisely. Our gracious God, the Creator, is far beyond this Creation in the Divine realm. If Creation seems vast to you, then know that the Divine realm is even more vast."

Yorick was moved. The guide accompanied him around the realm of spirit. After some time, Yorick fail to guess how much time, the time to return came. They were joined by Thor on their way back and ere long they travelled together to Earth.

Yorick woke up on his bed in the later afternoon, and all day he could not think about anything else but his night experience. Yorick, who was skilled and clever observer, announced, that Yorick seemed somewhat brighter today. But he did not push him, when he got only a happy smile as an answer. He knew that if he was to learn about what had happened, he would learn at the right time.

*

It happened once, that some wayfarers came to the village. It was a family, a man and a woman, each of them had spent on this Earth half of their life already, and a youthful girl, their daughter. They started this journey on impulse of their daughter, whom a beautiful light lady had once showed herself saying they should go on a journey in order to fulfil their task, which they once, in another world, pledged to fulfil. They wandered for several weeks until they arrived here, pleading if they could stay, because their inner voice was saying that this was the goal of their wayfaring. After a brief consultation they got permission, and the villagers help them out to build a house. Until it was completed, they were accommodated in the chief's house, which was the most spacious one in the entire village.

As Yorick met these strangers, he immediately felt their purity and goodness. Especially around their daughter, whose name was Maya, was the purity and nobility flowing in wide streams to all directions. Yorick rejoiced. It seemed his prayer was heard, and a helper came to him to raise local women to a higher ideal. He was trying to do so, but being a man he could not mediate it fully, and this worried him. All spiritual soaring, which made everyone in the village, was thus hindered, because in order to create an utter harmony it was necessary for all pieces to fit together in the right place.

So that now, also this was changed. When the family settled in, they started visiting Yorick and Snorri regularly, so to share their knowledge one with another. It was edifying for them all. Yorick's inner voice told him he could also entrust the most important to them. He told them about their true ruler, the sublime God, but also about where men come from. It was a big surprise for Snorri as well as for Maya's father and mother, only Maya was nodding quietly. She had long known that the gods are not such as men had deemed them to be. In her purity she felt that some higher being must exist.

The new family lived an exemplary life, and in particular, it was Maya's credit that women felt greater and greater desire for the ideal of true womanhood. When she felt that their desire was sincere, she gladly became their teacher. She was giving them with love everything what she knew. The change that was taking place thanks to it, welcomed everybody in the village, and the men, face to face with nobility, purity and true love that was awaking in their wives, was trying to fulfil their tasks with even greater resolution and fervour. Over time, the initial sympathies between Yorick and Maya changed into pure love, so they decided to stride towards the Light together as husband and wife.

Life in village passed on and its inhabitants were making a great progress. Yorick knew that the time he could give his knowledge to others was coming. The time he would fulfill the first part of his vocation and he would bring the Truth to all residents of the village. He was only waiting for the right opportunity. And it came very soon...

*

Once happened, the whole village felt astonishment when they heard the distant thunder of a strom raging over a nearby shore. Nobody could understand how it could have emerged so swiftly, because a moment ago there was no indication that something would disturb this sunny day. Yorick was not in the village when he heard the wild roar of the elements. He climbed the nearest hill and saw dark clouds over the shore, grouped in a relatively small radius around one point.

"I have to ask Thor what's happening as soon as possible," thought Yorick, but the answer was given to him in the next moment.

"I bring you a warning, man! Horned men have come to the shore with the intent to kill and plunder! Lord of storms is trying to slow them down, so you can have some time to prepare! Get back quickly to the village and prepare others for defence! Wait for the attackers on the hill behind the village. Nowhere else!"

After these last words the being disappeared and Yorick ran down.

"Horned men?" he thought wondering. Then the pictures of men with horned helmets emerged in his mind.... Vikings! The Vikings who are once again at one of their looting expeditions! He started running as fast as he could. He knew, from the telling he had heard as a child, what murderous rage these wild invaders could unleash. There were the most gruesome stories about their frightening combat skills all around the north of Germania.

He flew in the village, almost breathless, and told the chief everything. He immediately blew his horn. It caused a big stir in the village. The men were hastily putting on their armours, if they had any, then they seized their long-unused swords and shields. Before long they stood ready on the hill which Yorick showed them. They watched for the attackers, determined to defend everything what they had on this Earth till the last breath. Each of them was prepared to defend their women, their children, supplies, livestock, and the modest fortune needed for their living.

From an elevated position they watched what was happening before their eyes. They thought of Thor and his herald in gratitude. If they had not received a warning, the assailants would have found them with their guards down. Now they could see them coming from the shore, and a great black wall of clouds was rolling above them, and dunned them by flurries and heavy rain.

It did not take long, however, and enemies stopped beneath the hill. Then, something strange happened. The storm was raging everywhere around, but nor a droplet fell on the defenders. There was a blue sky above them and the sun shined on them. As if some great power kept a sort of wall around them. They all thought of Thor in gratitude. Only Yorick knew that the Power, the Will, originates in a much higher sphere. It was the Creator Himself under whose wings, by means of His servant of elements, they were protected. He chose them for His servants because of the healthy spirits they had had so far.

It seemed that the attackers hesitated, but one of them, a huge man with a red beard, probably their chief, made them attack by his loud roar. The defenders were outnumbered; it was maybe two Vikings for one defender. But Vikings were unfit to attack because of the wild storm, and many of them were exhausted by the hard movement through a land. Climbing the hill exhausted them even more, and in this condition the met the defenders. The fight was furious and short. Not very well arrayed Vikings ran into a tough and solid wall of shields and defenders, whose desire to stop the enemies and protect their neighbours in the village created an impenetrable wall. And when the chief of the village had slain in battle the red-bearded giant, their captain, the rest of the enemies turned round to leave them. Some of them were taken into captivity, and they let the rest run away, they only send some scouters to make sure that they had really sailed away in the direction they had come from. Many of the Vikings died on the battlefield and miraculously no defender was killed.

Meanwhile, captives were taken into the village. They had no idea what to do with them. Formerly, they would have killed them right away, but know they thought it would be wrong. Having dispelled the danger, the fighting instinct left them as well, so they looked at the strangers strictly, but without hatred. The chief broke the silence. After looking fixedly into everybody eyes, he exhorted them to give up their old lives. If they pledged allegiance, they could live here with them in peace and atone for their acts by working. Yorick felt that by the wise working of God's Will only those of Vikings had fallen into captivity that had not been completely corrupted inside. Yorick was very proud of his tribesmen. Instead of killing the strangers, they not only kept them alive, but they also offered them to stay and atone for their guilt. These strangers were so surprised by this generosity that they gladly agreed. For, many of them had been secretly asking their Gods to help them find a place where they could live peacefully.

After some days, when they had integrated into society and the last vestiges of initial mistrust had vanished, they said once on a joint meeting of the whole village, that they did not like the life they had lived but the cruel captain made faithful servants out of the strongest fighter and he had punished every sign of disobedience with death penalty. Then they were describing how they were followed by a dreadful storm as soon as they had got within eyeshot from the shore. The closer they came, the stronger the storm raged. They said it was as if the entire nature were against them, their feet were gliding in the grass, heavy rain and a fierce storm were causing them a lot of trouble, and where a land seemed flat and even, abrupt obstacles and holes appeared, which were not easy to overcome. If there were not their furious chief, they surely would have come back to sail away. They felt their gods had left them. And when they marched beneath the hill, they had an amazing view of the defenders. In the middle of the dark storm that was raging everywhere around, there was a radiant ring of a blue sky; and sun above the hill, shining with a dazzling glare, shrouded the defenders with sort of a luminous beaming. They had allegedly looked like some noble, mythical beings with shining swords.

 

Yorick was first listening to them with a smile, but then he understood, knelt, and thanked dearly. Simile, that the former enemies used, helped Yorick put everything in context, and he now knew that there was much more behind the battle. He realized what was expected not only from here but from everyone, what was their task. All of them were looking at him in astonishment, realizing the gravity of this situation, and were waiting quietly. Yorick's inner experience affected them all. He got up after a while, his face shining as if by knowledge, and told them everything he had learnt on his journey to spiritual realm. He told them about what they are, where do they come from, he spoke about their gods, who are in fact not gods but faithful servants, and in the end he told about the Creator of all that exists, the Origin of all being, about the Holy, Eternal God. He finished everything with these words:

"As in the battle, it is our duty to stay in the ring of the Light and fight the darkness that surrounds us. We are to spread the Light of Love, Purity and Justice among other peoples of this Earth! Know, that as long as we are faithful to our Creator, He shall not let fall any of us. It may have convinced you in the fight. Remember, God never leaves his people. It's men who diverted from Him. It must be changed now. By our example, we will further the light of knowledge in others.

Let's pray now together and thank God for the gracious help that we were given, and also for the knowledge that we were allowed to accept."

It was the first time they heard these things. It had never occurred to them before, that there might be somebody superior to their gods, but despite their astonishment, their souls were pure enough, so Yorick's words could make a basis to what will once grow from them.

 

The End

 

One of our correspondents, Peter Š. from Plzeň,
could receive this story inwardly.