Mensajes Espirituales

Once upon a time long long ago in a place not too far away, where the bandits went into homes to steal, kill and loot what they wanted, a woman with a broken sword believed magic. A sword with a square handle.

This woman took refuge in his house and when the night was dark, drew his sword cut in half with the handle square and preparing for the worst, I did not want from entering the bandits and found her alone and helpless. The handles of the swords are usually not square, are circular, but that it was and had some magical corner where constantly entered the warmth of love of people, anyone who felt the heat leaving the weapons and the fighting and to good heart.

Step One day the robbers came in the house and found the woman holding the sword but the sword was broken and they do not get scared, so I came in and began attacking the woman. She was scared, felt afraid but decided to use his sword to defend himself and throw off, change the shape of the sword and hit them each in the back as stolen. But the woman was not satisfied with what had echo, also decided to go out and attack with the hilt of the sword the bandit who was waiting outside came no one watching. I left it unconscious on the floor of the house.

It happened that awoke the next morning the robbers and did not remember anything that happened at night. They were in a strange house and did not know they were there. The old woman awoke one morning I leave to stay but only because I now knew that I could not do anything, because the handle of the sword was magical and had become as tame animals. Now I could leave to be there because they could not do anything and I was not afraid. When were the bandits, they felt very lost because something in them had changed. The woman, however, was very happy with what I had echo: on one hand had helped men to find their true path to inner peace and light, and secondly, he had helped an entire people harassed day and wicked night by bandits chasing people and robbing the houses. Would no longer have to fear, had changed the fate of people for the better.

I spend day and night and nobody suspected anything, but the next morning, when people began to find and talked, they realized they had not come the bandits or night, or the day before . Everything had been very quiet.

- We will not have to fear these bandits? - Was asked in the village - perhaps leave us in peace so that from now we can grow and be ourselves, to get the love and freedom in our hearts. Maybe they have gone and never to return.

- Will return tomorrow. - Said others from their homes, even scared.

Everyone in town had something to say, except the woman, because she knew what had happened. I had not counted because they do not believe. But we did: she attacked them with the hilt of his sword and turned good and meek as lambs, even tamer than a 5 year old girl, quiet and generous, honest, clean people heart and soul. She smiled inside what had been achieved. Their achievement was better than anything else that might have echo in his life. He slept and ate in quiet peace. Inside was glad to realize that he had cast such a feat, for her and for others. He had helped many people and now wanted to help everyone. I thought from now, with his sword hilt square could heal people, and could make them see life from another point of view.

It happened that no step or two days when one of the men who had entered the house to steal the first day, I go back, but now a different purpose. I wanted a woman as wife. She was stunned. When he entered the last time, was dirty and smelled bad, was tired and his face was stained. He was afraid of him, because although he was now clean, dressed, smelled good and was educated, recalled that once did not, and believed that someday could again be dirty, so dirty that it unpleasant. I could no longer trust the man. I felt a resentment inside that had once been bad man, and now I could not help or be with him as could be with anyone else.

The man, wounded and disillusioned, he left, but his soul will keep a wound of rejection. I knew that women loved him but she could not see him as he really was. That woman looked like she had seen in the past, before everything changed, before his illness was gone.

And it came back the next day another of the bandits old woman's house and asked her marriage. He said it was the most beautiful woman in town and wanted to marry her. The woman could not accept the proposal because he remembered the man had been a bad man, wicked to bone, and although he had changed thanks to the hilt of the sword, she thought that someday could again be wrong. So the man left, but the soul had a wound of bitterness and could not love anyone else, for he was evil and hurt.

And it came the next day and became the first man told the woman:

- You have rejected me because I was once a dirty man, take my dirt, it is you who deserve it.

And the man gave him all the dirt in one hand and she became a dirty person, but dirty soul. And the woman began to smell, to feel dirty. The wounded man and another left and not returned. Now this woman had changed. I knew this woman hated the dirt and now had to learn to accept and love as it was, but could not change and improve.

Since then, throughout the day, the woman he spent cleaning. Try cleaning your house, the dirt of her body, remove the bad smell, but the dirt was more profound. He could end all this dirt, it was very dirty and smelled all wrong and had to get used to that. I could not change it. It was like it was before, before being dirty, but now could not bear what she was, I thought nobody could see well from dirt. And no one would believe that she was dirty for not only agreeing to dirty people can change. Had rejected a clean person just because at one time was dirty, and it was not right. That person had given all his dirt. So it was dirty, but nobody would understand this.

It happened that another man came, the second man who asked her marriage, and told the woman:

- You have rejected me for being evil, take my wickedness. Now you know what is feeling bad, want to hate and wish evil to the whole world. Now you know what it is unable to contain the rage. I know that now your life will change. You yourself have broken my heart to reject me for being bad, I've changed that deserve a chance for my new life of goodness. You've searched my ruin and try to remind myself that if I do bad in another time, in the center of my soul will be always evil.

And she turned, and now had all the evil that was before the man. Now it was a bad woman and she was evil and could not do anything about it. She felt bad about herself because she had consented to that, and he was wicked with the rest because he had treated her badly. Life had treated him wrong: he had never married and when I help all failed to respect, not even thanked him. Now he wanted to get back at all.

Paso woman was evil and dirty now, now it was another woman. But the woman had a weapon that could change. You could use the magic sword hilt as he did with the bandits to cure was in it and clean the dirt that could not clean.

Saco then the sword hilt and remembered what had happened to the men recalled that they became good and healed and cleared of heart, and only touch the handle. Would do the same with itself, and I would, but did not feel like changing. Now they liked as it was, I'd like to change but did not want to be someone else, I wanted to be herself. His evil and dirt do not want to leave so easily. Clung to her tightly.

Finally one day decided to change and took the hilt of the sword. He put on his chest for the changes and return to the way it was. After a while and saw that there was no change. He could not change. It was the same, just as wicked and just as dirty. No change when I try, but why? He asked her:

- Why not me helps me be a better person and more good, and the other right?

He then discovered that it was a magic sword. He discovered that the sword and brandished square was like all the swords, normal. He had thought it was magic because these men wanted to change and not bandits to harm. Your trust and faith in them had cast change had echo see life differently.

Then, when they returned to ask for marriage, she no longer had that confidence in these men. I hated and resented them. Now all she could see who had formerly been wicked and horrible villains and their rejection. And when they returned not returned his dirt and his evil, was she who had become dirty and evil to reject, to hate, to hold a grudge, not wanting to help. And to feel such hatred and rancor toward everything, really believed that these men had given their former evil and ancient dirt, but it was his own.

Then, it was not the sword that people changed, but the trust placed in them. Faith, trust and affection. There is no magic elixir for someone to change, only your faith, self-confidence and the trust placed by others.

And so it happened that the woman discovered that I could not change unless you change from within, from itself. Within each person is the light, love, kindness and all the human qualities we want, no magic wand or sword handle can bring out those qualities if they are not looking from within, from the heart.