Sixth: We must accept all punishments. We are guilty.
Seventh: Fear is a warning. We don't want to take any risks.
These are the commandments that no Warrior of the Light can obey.
A very large group of people is standing in the middle of the road, barring the way into Paradise.
The puritan asks: "What are these sinners doing here?"
And the moralist bawls: "The prostitute wants to join the feast!"
The guardian of social values yells: "How can the adulteress be forgiven when she has sinned?"
The penitent rends his clothes: "Why cure a blind man if all he cares about is his illness and when he doesn't even say thank you?"
The ascetic protests: "You let that woman pour expensive oil on your hair! Why didn't she sell it instead to buy food?"
Smiling, Jesus holds the door open. And the Warriors of the Light go in, despite the hysterical shouting.
The opponent is wise.
Whenever he can, he makes use of the easiest and most effective of his weapons: gossip. It doesn't take much effort to use it because others do the work for him. A few misdirected words can destroy months of dedication, years spent in search of harmony.
The Warrior of the Light is often the victim of this trick. He does not know where the blow came from and cannot prove that the gossip is false. Gossip does not allow him the right to defend himself: it condemns without a trial.
When this happens, he puts up with the consequences and the undeserved punishment, for, as he well knows, words are powerful. But he suffers in silence and never uses
the same weapon to hit back at his opponent.
The Warrior of the Light is not a coward.
You can give a fool a thousand intellects, but the only one he will want is yours," says an Arabic proverb. When the Warrior of the Light starts planting his garden, he notices that his neighbor is there, spying. He likes to give advice on when to sow actions, when to fertilize thoughts, and water conquests.
If the Warrior listens to what his neighbor is saying, he will end up creating something that is not his; the garden he is tending will be his neighbor's idea.
But a true Warrior of the Light knows that every garden has its own mysteries, which only the patient hand of the gardener can unravel. That is why he prefers to concentrate on the sun, the rain, and the seasons.
He knows that the fool who gives advice about someone else's garden is not tending his own plants.
In order to fight, you must keep your eyes open and have faithful companions by your side.
It might happen that someone who was fighting alongside the Warrior of the Light suddenly becomes his opponent instead.
The Warrior's first reaction is hatred, but he knows that a blind combatant is lost in the midst of battle.
And so he tries to see the good things that his former ally did during the time in which they lived side by side; he tries to understand what led to that sudden change of attitude, what wounds he had accumulated in his soul. He tries to discover what made one of them abandon their dialogue.
No one is entirely good or evil; that is what the Warrior thinks when he sees that he has a new opponent.
A Warrior knows that the ends do not justify the means.
Because there are no ends, there are only means. Life carries him from unknown to unknown. Each moment is filled with this thrilling mystery: the Warrior does not know where he came from nor where he is going.
But he is not here by chance. And he is overjoyed by surprises and excited by landscapes that he has never seen before. He often feels afraid, but that is normal in a Warrior.
If he thinks only of the goal, he will not be able to pay attention to the signs along the way. If he concentrates only on one question, he will miss the answers that are there beside him.
That is why the Warrior submits.