Rise in stature, my dear son; there lies your place. Far from the worries of this world exists an Eden capable of soothing your soul. The steady flood of worries on Earth sometimes causes one to lose sight of the main thing – this is true even for a Master of your stature. We all went through this. People around you pour out their worries: real ones and those which are transitory. Protect yourself better, won't you? Your spiritual potential is far beyond the imagination of all those who surround you. They are in their small worlds, and they live off you by interposing themselves. They have ideas that are often wrong about their place, and especially about yours.

They minimise your spiritual dimension and choose to dwell on your actions. All are not like this, but the principle is human. Protect yourself, my son. Don't let people live on your energy like parasites. Certain people living around you trespass the limits that are set for them. We wish to protect you, my dear son. Each one must remain in his or her place, and most importantly, must consider your true place within the Mission. May all our brothers and sisters never lose sight of your greatness!

To you, our beloved son, we wish the best.

Babuji --Privilege of the Heart