The Dark Night Of The Soul. Aldivan Teixeira Torres
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—Wait. I don’t think that I have heard correctly. I must give myself to the power of the unknown? What does that mean?
Without answering, the Hindu enter the lake and immediately walks over it as if was a God. When he gets exactly to the middle, he waves to me, calling. Even without knowing how to act, I pluck some courage and decide to take the risk, entering the lake. I take the first steps and I am disappointed with myself for not being able to achieve the master’s feat. I get some words of encouragement and carry on walking. When I reach exactly the place where the master is, he takes my hand, and as if it were a miracle, I am able to stand on the waters. After, I place myself on a meditation position and follow the Hindu’s instructions. Closing the eyes, I suffer a brutal impact from the following visions. In a few seconds I see the beginning, the middle and the end. The beginning represents the conception, life’s miracle. I see the breath of the Creator coming from distant places inaccessible to the human being. Just before that, I see an assembly of angels defining the spirits’ mission to come to Earth. In this respective reunion I see fire, light and darkness in council. As for the middle it represents the passage of the human being through terrestrial planet. Included in this phase are the childhood, the youth and the adulthood. In my vision I see the sweetness of a little boy who grew up having supernatural experiences that cause great fear and suffering injustices from the family and society. Despite the obstacles and setbacks, he created and kept noble and righteous dreams. One of them was to show the world the best way to evolve and reach the success and happiness dreamed of. In search of that dream, the now youth took some risks, won and at the end became the seer of the books, keen in transforming lives and enchanting hearts. On this path, he follows a series of adventures leading to his consecration. In the end, succeeds in accomplishing his mission and gives his soul to the benign forces of the Universe. At this precise moment, the visions stops and I return to my normal state. Opening the eyes, I see that I am still standing on the waters, alone, and the master on the banks of the lake. With the fright, I begin to sink and swim to the side. Coming out of the water, I feel I am no longer the same person.
—How did I manage to do it? I don’t understand, master.
—Let me explain. You only needed a push to walk on water, for the lack of belief was still inside you. Feeling secure, you relaxed and succeeded. And then? Did you see your future?
—I saw it, but not too clearly. It made me feel that it will be wonderful and full of achievements. I think that my dream is possible.
—All dreams are possible and the Universe is keen to help. Unfortunately, few people persist with their ideas. It is at that point that failure and deception occur. Don’t worry, your case is different. I can see that you have got everything to be among the winners.
—It is good to hear that. All my entire life I have run after my destiny and knowing that I will be rewarded makes me happy and keen in facing new challenges. What will it be the next stage?
—Now you have to learn how to correctly use the astral journey and this will be possible at a sacred place already known. It is the cave of despair, where you started your dream last time.
—Very well. I am ready. Shall we go?
The Hindu nodded in consent we left straight away towards the western side of the mountain top. In the beginning of the walk, there was a worrying silence around, perhaps foreseeing the dangers that both of us were running, for the cave, old friend of mine, was really capable of shuttering dreams and lives. I knew that from the previous adventure, when I overcame difficult pitfalls. I reflect a little about it and end up concluding that if were not for my adventurous spirit, I would not accept such crazy offer.
What will it be awaiting me? A new encounter with the cave could certainly reaffirm me as a seer and transform me again, in the aspect of the astral journey. On the other hand, if I failed I could be lost forever and not accomplish my dreams and projects. I try not to think about that possibility and carry on walking next to Hindu, but more determined and quicker. Thereby, we quickly travelled the distance. And soon after I am in front the place where everything began. I control my emotions; we went further forward and stopped at the entrance. At this point, the Hindu revises the last recommendations, bids farewell and saying that it is better for me to go alone from now on. I understand his point and I am ready to face a new challenge. Now it was me and the cave, once again. Initially the walk is brisk, but with concern. As it was expected, the path is full of pitfalls, but this time, unlike the previous time, I am able of overcoming them easily, using my seer’s tricks. After a little walking time, I feel tired and take the chance to reflect over my steps. Would it be than cave has softened or even had pity on me? Or was I better prepared than last time? One of the option was true, but at that moment I didn’t know which one. After the rest, I carry on walking through the cave’s galleries, searching for the sign or trace that I was looking for. Despite going deeper inside, nothing appears. I carry on walking hopeful, and an immensurable period of time, for the cave’s atmosphere is different from anything I have seen, at the last two doors appear. I stop in front of them and ask myself what exactly do they mean? I have some doubts, for my present master did not orientate me in that direction. With no way out, I decide to call on my seer’s powers and after some effort I am able to visualize their aura, what was a great achievement. With that information, my problems are solved and I find out that one represents the pure light and the other the dark night of the soul. Analysing both options, I deduce that the path of the pure light is my path, representing denounces and difficult choices in any human being’s life. Despite that, I believe that this is not the moment for choosing it. Just the path of the dark night of the soul represents the pure knowledge and the point at which we detached ourselves from God to think only about ourselves, in our egoism and vanities. Disregarding the first one, I believe that this path is going to help me to understand what happened to me a while before I became the seer. Sure of my choice, I open the door on the left (dark night of the soul). Opening it, a suffocating force pushes me inside and straight away I find myself in a large chamber, badly lit and sad, full of images of saints. I walk towards the Centre and I am able to read a phrase on the floor. It reads: Choose your saint and good luck. I have got several options: The saint of the desperate, the saint of impossible causes, and the saint of the oppressed, the saint of the travels, among others. I calmly analyse the situation and my needs. I am not desperate like the last time that I have entered the cave, nor I am wronged. These saints are no good for me. I was there precisely searching for a journey beyond the senses and trying to discover my real powers. Eliminating the unnecessary options, I decide to keep the saint of the travels. The choice made, I touch the respective saint and in so doing several doors open in front of me and on one of them was written: astral or spiritual travel. With no more doubts, I walk towards it and as I open it the unexpected happens. Suddenly, my senses are awaken and with a thrust my spirit wanders through distant times and spaces. On this journey, nothing seems very clear, but I can catch a glimpse of darkness, suffering, confusion and much pain. I see the bravery of a man fighting within himself an interminable war against his dark night of the soul. In this fight I see battles won and lost at the same time. I also see the dark night strengthening any time he slips up, and desperation falling on the miserable. Already in the spiritual plan, I see worlds battling for that man’s soul. There is a short passage of time and at the end of it I see a small light that can be his salvation. That light is intense and the dark night disappears with its presence, but there is lack of attitude on part of the man. Will it be that his repentance is really genuine? Did his dark night still remain in his heart? Before I could get the answers, the experience ends I return to my normal state. The door closes and I return to the same chamber. Without finding anymore, I decide to make my way back. After a few moments, I return to the galleries and walking rapidly and in 2 hours I walk the entire way of the cave.