Clairvoyance: I saw myself in a Chinese Temple.

Right against me was an immense golden statue of Buddha that covered almost the entire wall. Ahead, a step down was a pedestal with a crystal ball on it. Beside the ball was a Chinese old man smiling innocently, dressing a yellow mantle. He asked me to look in the crystal.

I was afraid, because I recognized the place and old man, but not clearly from where. The message came.

Serenity is not to lose of view the interior balance.

When there are seeds of foolishness, dissolve them with meditation.

Where revolt and anger spread, calm them with good thoughts.

Where poison of sadness disperses, free it opening the soul to hope.

When obstacles force you to change the direction of wanted goal, mobilize patience and resignation to remove them.

For interior or exterior storms, the safe harbor is always that, where lives the faith in the immortality of the soul.

We are travelers of the space staying here temporarily, but prepared for future trips according to what we fulfilled in previous trips.

Losing serenity is misgoverning the path of life that can reach painful sandbanks delaying the trip.

Love is achievement that begins by self-control, placing each one in his field of personal serenity.

Once the old man seemed to me extremely familiar, as I asked:

Medium: Who are you, Sir?

Answer: Do not you remember me, my disciple?

Then, he made a gesture, and I could see myself as two years old girl in China, when my family abandoned me. I lived on the streets certainly destined to die, but he took me to the Monastery with him. He looked after me as his daughter with love and precious teachings.

I became a beautiful youth that spent full time studying and helping him in tasks of the Monastery, where we were very happy.

Then a strange young boy appeared in the Monastery. The monks welcomed him, but he seduced me to join him, leaving behind my protector and friend upset and full of longing.

How many centuries passed until that I could learn about gratitude, loyalty and love? Did I learn, indeed?

Pardon Father, I should have helped you in old age, but I went away.

He continued:

Water takes the taste of the bottle that carries it.

The messages receive the energy load of the mind through where circulates.

Lee Em Ching - GESH - 04/12/13 - Vitoria/ES - Brazil.