Once upon a time in a land far away there was a gathering of like-minded souls who once listened with praise and affirmation to the truths of a great teacher.
But, as with all masters, mystics and mentors, the teacher passes when the body dies and the chelas are left to interpret collected words and wishes on their own. The interpretation is sometimes brilliant and sometimes disastrous, but lovingly allowed under the law of free will.
In the mind-fraction of “free-will” the denominator is principle and the numerator is consequence. All choices are acceptable, however unintended consequences can result despite the fact that no judgment is possible when unconditional love is on the other side of the equation.
Reinterpretation of truth is never advisable, but always attempted by the cast in life’s play and when successful, dogmas are born and the original truths obscured in didactic and reformed beliefs.
The moral of this story, if there is one, is when the responsibility for sustaining specific teachings passes to a collective crowd for dissemination an amalgamation results and truths are lost.
The angels on high are sad for once again in the collective history of spiritual exploration a chalice of attainment is cast aside.
The End.
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