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.I kept them closed while he spoke softly.“My advice for you, young one, is to tell you that the very purpose of life is to be happy.In my own limited experience, I have found that, as we care for others, the greater is our own sense of well-being.It puts the mind at ease.It helps remove whatever fears or insecurities we may have and gives us the strength to cope with any obstacles we encounter.Also, when you need guidance, meditate.I have often found answers through meditation.Lastly, remember the old saying that ‘love conquers all’ is true.As you give love, you will find it returns to you magnified.”I carefully cracked open my eyes.I felt no pain or discomfort, but they were slightly sensitive.Now it was Kishan’s turn.We switched places, and the monk dipped his fingertips once more.Kishan closed his eyes, and the substance was swiped across his closed eyelids.“Now for you, black tiger.You are young of body but old of soul.Remember, no matter what sort of difficulties you must endure and no matter how painful your experiences, you must not lose hope.Losing faith is the only thing that can truly destroy you.The lamas say, ‘To conquer yourself and your weaknesses are a greater triumph than to conquer thousands in battle.’“You have a responsibility to help lead your family in the right direction.This includes your immediate family as well as your global family.Good intentions are not sufficient to create a positive outcome; you must act.As you take part and become actively engaged, answers to your questions will appear.Lastly, like a great rock is not disturbed by the buffetings of the wind, the mind of a judicious man is steady.He exists as a stanchion, a stalwart support.Others can cling to him, for he will not falter.”The Ocean Teacher put the stopper back in the vial, and Kishan blinked his eyes open.The green substance had disappeared from his lids.He sat next to me and stretched out his hand to touch my arm.The man who was the Ocean Teacher, a great lama of Tibet, held out his hand to shake Mr.Kadam’s.He said, “My friend.I sense that your eyes have already been opened, and you have seen more things that I can imagine.I leave this scroll in your hands and ask that you come to visit with me from time to time.I would like to know how this journey ends.”Mr.Kadam bowed gallantly.“I would consider it a great honor, wise one.”“Good.Now only one thing remains on my agenda, and that is to guide you to the spirit gate.” He explained, “Spirit gates mark the boundary between the physical world and the spirit world.As you pass through them, you cleanse yourself of weighty earthy matters and focus on the spiritual.Do not touch the gate until you are ready to enter, for that is forbidden.The known gates are in China and Japan, but there is one in Tibet which has been kept secret.I will show you on the map.”He rang for a fellow monk to bring in a map of Tibet.“The gate you seek is a simple, humble one.You must travel there on foot and take only basic provisions, for to find the gate you must prove that you walk by faith.The gate is marked with the simple prayer flags of the nomads.The journey will not be easy, and only the two of you may access the gate.Your mentor will have to stay behind.”He showed us a path where we could begin the ascent.I gulped as I recognized the location despite my inability to decipher the language.Mount Everest.Fortunately, it seemed that the spirit gate was not located at its peak, but it was, in fact, only a short distance past the snow line.Mr.Kadam and the Ocean Teacher spoke animatedly about the best route to take while Kishan listened intently.How could I possibly do this? I have to.Ren needs me.Finding this new place and object was what would help me find Ren, and nothing would keep me from doing that, not even altitude sickness or a freezing cold mountain.The scroll was given to Mr.Kadam as well as the maps and a detailed explanation, including directions, to the spirit gate.Kishan’s warm hand picked up mine.“Kelsey, are you alright?”“Yes.I’m just a little scared about the trip.”“Me too.But, remember, he said it requires faith.”“Do you have faith?”Kishan considered, “Yes.I think I do.More than I did anyway.What about you?”“I have hope.Is that good enough?”“I think it is.”The Ocean Teacher shook our hands warmly, winked, and excused himself.He left flanked by his escorts.A monk led us to our room, so we could gather our belongings.Mr.Kadam spent the rest of the day preparing for our trip.Kishan and I packed lightly, remembering the warning to take little with us.Mr.Kadam determined that we would bring no food or water, knowing that the Golden Fruit would sustain us.He told me that he had tested the limitations of the Fruit and said that it seemed to work from as far away as one hundred feet and though it could not produce water, it could make a variety of other beverages.He recommended hot herbal teas and sugar-free drinks to stay hydrated [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]