Clairvoyance: With astral body, I went to Sacred in Nepal. There, we found a group of monks, among them, the Chinese Lee Ching. He was my father in a previous incarnation and dear Francis Assisi too.

Then, the wonderful loving Being came down and dressed me with a pair of "Franciscan sandals" saying only, "that part of the walk must be traveled with simplicity". He also told me there would be gravels on the road and barefoot could hurt me. No other type of footwear was possible to use; and with sandals I would feel the pebbles underfoot, without hurt me.

They began to walk and I followed them. There was a monastic silence in the group and I tried to silence my thoughts. Then, I began to hear "Lord have compassion and mercy with all humanity". I tried to connect with those thoughts and to follow them the steps, observing the road.

It was a narrow, non-paved road in the natural sinuous mountain. On the right side, there was low green vegetation, as in a savannah. On the other side there was the cliff also green ending in a beautiful valley. I believe it was the Valley of Wesak, in Western Tibet, bordering Nepal. We seemed to be on the top, because the things there down seemed tiny, and the air very fresh.

After certain time of the silent walk, we arrived at a place where, on the left side of the road was a cliff and a wooden path, like a small bridge giving on a suspended observatory also covered with wood.

The small wooden path projected beyond, I do not know how many meters from the mountain to the cliff ended on the observatory. It was clear, far-reaching and beautiful view. Then the Chinese monk began a prayer:

- Master Maytreia, Buddha of Compassion that deigned to involve us with your mantle of mercy, we pray so that your love touch the inner core of the unbelievers and make them to feel and believe.

After the Monk´s words, the sky became lilac. Someone said that one of the Masters of the Great White Universal Fraternity poured his Light upon the Earth to open road in the terrestrial psychosphere for Buddha of Compassion.

From the observatory, looking upwards, a green light covered the sky for manifestation of another Master. Looking downwards, we could see many small lights moving slowly. They were the "pilgrims" going up the Sacred Mountain. I heard the following:

- We are pilgrims of compassion. .

A respectful and deep silence involved everything. There was neither sadness nor clamors, nor frivolities, nor foolish thoughts.

All were in only one thought: compassion and mercy for terrestrial humanity.

Some groups sang beautiful mantras while going up. Some songs aided in breathing of who arose, others acted in elevation of feelings. When a group intoned a mantra, the other silenced and vice versa.

They showed me different passages of the ascent. In one of them had wire barriers and the pilgrims made great effort to overcome those obstacles. Some had their garments torn and others suffered scratches. Some of them cut and bled a lot, needing to interrupt the walk.

I found strange that vision and mentally I questioned, why that passage was so difficult, and the Chinese monk answered:

- He, who walks on the ground, he is subject to stumbles. Each stumble is an open wound in the subtle body that needs a repair. The damage can be superficial or deeply, depending in the stumble.

Sometimes, a light scratch is easily supported; other times the wire cuts the flesh bleeding demanding time to repair it. Other times, the disciple needs infirmary.

Likewise, in life, the mistakes can be light of easy repair, or demand time for necessary correction. Other mistakes send us to atmospheres where we need work as trainees, until heals the wound provoked by our negligence.

The walk in the Sacred Mountain is for many disciples of Light, a lesson.

All seek the top of the Mountain that represents the Superior "Spheres of Life", but on the road is necessary to learn to behave, to walk.

It is necessary to support the discomfort along the road, as our lessons.

It is necessary to understand, contemplate, and meditate.

It is enough a precipitate word, an aggressive gesture, a wrong thought, or an irresponsible action to commit us.

After the explanation, I saw other passages along the road, and each clairvoyance brought an explanation. A passage had large craters that forced the pilgrims to go down, and later to go up spending larger effort systematically.

- It represents the movement of our emotions moving us up and down unceasingly, as in a seesaw.

There was also a very narrow passage with an immense ravine, and the travelers glued to the Mountain to cross it. The explanation came:

- It is a fair measure of progress, when we waste all opportunities and Divine Law imposes us pain as crop.

Another passage had animals attacking the pilgrims.

- We should walk, but the wild animals should not see us. We should not hurt them, for not hurt us.

The walk in the Sacred Mountain is not tourist itinerary. Each person authorized to transit it, brings a compatible task with the instructions received by their Masters and should attest their learning at the end of the walk.

Once a year, in the Festival, many Masters bring their disciples to attest their accomplished progress. It is a great honor take part as beginner in the sacred pilgrimage.

There are opportunities of learning in the several levels of energy formed by planes and sub-planes of the subtle dimensions.

The Mountain is both road and school, where the student, when walking, puts his studies into practice.

It is strength and life for those in communion with the Law of Progress. She is "Shrine and Altar of Love to God", where we humbly recognized the Father for His Infinite Mercy, and of immense inferiority still dominating us.

It is the shrine of our higher aspiration!

It is the shrine of our evolution!

Portal of Light, the Sacred Mountain is the passage we want to travel toward happy worlds.

Q: Who are you?

A: I am your Instructor of the first hour, Lee in Ching.

Q: Were you my father in a previous incarnation?

A: Yes, I was.

Knelt down and deeply excited, I touched the tip of his mantle on my forehead, in a traditional gesture I was not aware, but seemed recorded in my memory. I begged pardon for the past mistakes and I thanked him for that encounter.

Lee in Ching, GESH - 05/25/13 - Festival of Wesak - Vitoria/ES - Brazil.