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Summer Solstice Greeting

There are no dark places in the chambers of the soul: it
is wholly an abode of living light and knowledge. We need
not look outside ourselves for the grandeur and the aid our
hearts are craving. The secret key to all situations is in
the heart. All truth is within. It has been on those inner
planes for ages and still lies sleeping in the spirit of man.
No one can tell it in words no one can convey it in
speech or writing -- none can reveal to us the secret of
life. Keys and hints may be given, enthusiasm may be
awakened, hearts may be aroused and minds simulated may be
thought, but the reality is a thing each one must find
himself. Greater than all the books that were written,
greater than all the wisdom the teachers of old brought to
mankind, are the books of revelation a man may read within
himself.
-- Katherine Tingley

BTB #37
Sunday 26

The secret awaits
eyes unclouded by
ambition.
Those who are bound
by desire seek only
that which can be
handled in the hand.
The Last Dragon

Who's The Master?
There once was a child who went on a journey. While
walking, she was led from the path many times by a trickster
which took different forms. It took the shape of a poet who dis-
tracted her with words; a teacher who distracted her with
philosophies; and a magician who distracted her with the illu-
sion of escape. Each time she came upon this trickster she got
caught in his trap. She was lost and she didn't know who she
was, and therefore was easily duped. She was blinded by her
desire to search for the truth, and soon blamed everyone and
everything for her misery. She grew very tired and laid down
on the stony ground to rest. She fell into a sleep and dreamed of
a great earthquake which split the ground beneath her feet. The
ocean rushed in to swallow her up, and with every gasping
breath, she fell further and further away from her body. With
her cries becoming distant, she watched herself struggle for air
and start to sink. Then a thought occurred, "Who is this that is

May 26

watching? And who is this that is watching the watcher? I am
not this body, which is drowning. I am not even that which can
say I am drowning. I simply am." And with that she woke up.
Who is the master? I am. The answer is never found
outside of ourselves. It is the knowing which lies within. There
is nowhere we need to go to reach it. There is no teacher we
need to find to give it to us. Indeed there is no lock and no key.
It is here waiting to be discovered. Enter the mystery, and dis-
cover what you have already known. We are powerful spiritual
beings and the Masters of our own becoming.

The entire
universe lies
within me.
I am aware and
live from the
place of the all
knowing. I am my own
Master.

Quonta Beasley