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15. Chaos (Part 3)
“How long should a farmer wait for oranges after he has planted his seedlings in the ground? The result is not instantaneous, not a few days, not even months. There is a matter of time there, often many years, when natural processes at work ultimately bring forth fruit, many times over. Likewise the higher laws work over timescales of the soul, and the results often seem to come out of the blue, and also are magnified. Do they not say that when troubles come they seem to come together, and everything seems to go wrong? The personality may not understand the timing or the effects, but the soul or higher self does.”
“It does sound logical, Mom. But I still have difficulty believing that souls could be, what shall I say, lost?”
“Isn’t that what nature teaches you? The loss is in a soul’s identity, Eloise, or its organization, if you will. The soul stuff is not really lost. But there are dissipative agents at work that cause a progressive breakdown of its organization. Look closely at that chair over there and tell me what you see.”
Eloise looked where Aliyah pointed, and in a moment she understood.
“Termites! That chair is being eaten away!”
“Indeed! There are many orders of life that thrive on a degenerating soul, using up its energies at many possible levels before its identity is fully dissipated. I do not wish to discuss it, but you can find out for yourself by studying that pattern in nature.” (1)
“Mom, you are scaring me! Are there many such souls?”
“Eloise, can you imagine the human life stream with its billions of souls? Now think of the great law of acceleration working on these individual souls, furthering their choices. And then again think of the two great movements of life, one towards greater order and the other towards chaos. You can see that there is exerted a great pressure on the unity of our life stream, forcing it in different directions, or two primary directions, if you will, because of individual choices. What do you think will happen?”
“The life-stream will splinter?”
“Indeed, it has no choice but to splinter some time or other. A portion will regress and disappear, and the rest will progress. It is inevitable, Eloise. Haven’t you heard? One will be taken and the other left behind. That phrase is but an expression of the law of acceleration, the inexorable result of our own choices, as individuals and as a life-stream.”
“Mom, can’t something be done about it? If what you say is true, all humanity is one, and those who fall back are but ourselves, aren’t they?”
Eloise had touched on a matter so terribly important, yet so universally ignored.
“Truly, Eloise! Truly! And there did come a time in the past when our life stream was about to crack in two. And something was indeed done about it.”
“What, Mom, what?” asked Eloise excitedly.
“It is history, Eloise. It is well known that a great being stood in the gap, took the infirmities of our life stream upon Himself and gave many of us (2) another chance. He propitiated the great law of retribution and held the life stream together.”
Eloise was silent in contemplation. Aliyah watched her intently for a while.
“It is not difficult to identify Him, Eloise. For His symbol is that same great cross-road that the race is gazing at again today. His blood was shed on it once, but it cannot save the race forever.”
Presently Eloise broke her silence.
“Mom, then there is no permanent solution?”
“Unfortunately not, Eloise. Not as long as free will exists. In human terms, it is really sad. It is inevitable that many shall regress, a result of our own choices. We can only work and hope that our fragment that chooses to regress is as small as possible. That is the great burden of soul for many, many people who are now working for humanity. They do not understand it quite in the same terms as you do now, but that does not really matter, does it? The burden of their hearts is the same. It would be very much like me losing you forever.”
Aliyah had tears in her eyes as she embraced her daughter and held her tight.
“You see, dearest, the great picture that I promised to show you is not a photograph, nor the contents of this chest. It is but this room itself and the great panorama of higher life that it helps paint for you. Always choose the light, dear Eloise, and strive to lighten the burden of your brethren, for they are but yourself. And never forget that nature shows all, tells all. Sometimes her stories are sad, but necessarily so.”
The door closed behind them and darkness pervaded the room. The relentless forces of chaos were again back to work.
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Footnotes:
1. See chapter
'Web' for example
2. "... and to give his life as a ransom for
many." Matthew 20:28, Mark 10:45