Spirituality Information - Journey In The Fields Of Forever ( Part 83 )

Posted by Nick Niesen on October 26th, 2010

?It is the belief in the power of the Stone that creates the magic,? said Gideon.?The power of belief is one of the most powerful potions available. The stone or any other talisman is just a focal point for your beliefs. Believe that you inhabit a magical world and the world is full of magic. On the other hand, believe that you live in an evil empire and everything will work together to prove you right.? He ceremoniously passed the pouch back to me.

?It?s a wonderful momento, John,? said Marla. ?Perhaps you should keep it in a conspicuous place on your desk to remind you of its meaning. Discover the power that is already within you and you?ll never need the Ambrose Stone to validate who you are.?

I was sad. Here I was surrounded by wonderful friends, but feeling dejected because of a stone ? a piece of rock.

Gideon?s voice broke into my thoughts.He must have noticed my long face. ?Your disappointment is due to your feeling that there is no magic in the rock, John. But it doesn?t mean that the rock was useless. It served and still serves as a concentrator of immense energy. For example, long ago in England, I saw King Richard Coeur de Lion use it to regain his crown. With the belief in the power of the Ambrose, the hordes of Genghis Khan were able to march across the face of most of the civilized world. The ancient Egyptians built great pyramids with its help. Gandhi used it to bring freedom to his country. All of them knew that the power was within themselves, but it expressed itself through the instrument of the Ambrose Stone.?

?Perhaps, this is like that greatest secret you?re always going to tell me about. Lots of noise and no substance.? I was on a roll and didn?t hold back. ?Here,? I continued, ?we have Pandayji with us. He?s been so excited at the prospect of meeting the two of you that he could hardly wait. Yet, we sit here talking about some silly stone.? I continued as they sat, patiently enduring my self-pitying monologue. I spoke of the long, hard journey toward success, about ridiculous dreams of birds reading books, how we put our trust in the wrong things and how, even after doing everything in our power and doing them right at that, the result still may not turn out as we expected. I gloried in self-pity ? how financial problems had made it so difficult to achieve success or to enjoy anything, how it has been so long and, yet, no major changes.

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