Manual of the Warrior of Light

According to a poet: “The Warrior of the Light chooses his enemies.”

He knows what he is capable of; he does not have to go about the world boasting of his qualities and virtues. Nevertheless, there is always someone who wants to prove himself better than he is.

For the Warrior, there is no “better” or “worse”: everyone has the necess

ary gifts for his particular path.

But certain people insist. They provoke and offend and do everything they can to irritate him. At that point, his heart says: “Do not respond to these insults, they will not increase your abilities. You will tire yourself needlessly.”

A Warrior of the Light does not waste his time listening to provocations; he has a destiny to fulfill.

The Warrior of the Light remembers a passage from John Bunyan:

“Although I have been through all that I have, I do not regret the many hardships I met, because it was they who brought me to the place I wished to reach. Now all I have is this sword and I give it to whoever wishes to continue his pilgrimage. I carry with me the marks and scars of battles—they are the witnesses of what I suffered and the rewards of what I conquered.

“These are the beloved marks and scars that will open the gates of Paradise to me. There was a time when I used to listen to tales of bravery. There was a time when I lived only because I needed to live. But now I live because I am a Warrior and because I wish one day to be in the company of Him for whom I have fought so hard.”

The moment that he Begins to walk along it, the Warrior of the Light recognizes the Path.

Each stone, each bend cries welcome to him. He identifies with the mountains and the streams, he sees something of his own soul in the plants and the animals and the birds of the field.

Then, accepting the help of God and of God’s Signs, he allows his Personal Legend to guide him toward the tasks that life has reserved for him.

On some nights, he has nowhere to sleep, on others, he suffers from insomnia. “That’s just how it is,” thinks the Warrior. “I was the one who chose to walk this path.”

In these words lies all his power: He chose the path along which he is walking and so has no complaints.

From now on—and for the next few hundred years—the Universe is going to help Warriors of the Light and hinder the prejudiced.

The Earth’s energy needs to be renewed.

New ideas need space.

Body and soul need new challenges.

The future has become the present, and every dream—except those dreams that involve preconceived ideas—will have a chance to be heard.

Anything of importance will remain. Anything useless will disappear. It is not the Warrior’s responsibility, however, to judge the dreams of others, and he does not waste time criticizing other people’s decisions.

In order to have faith in his own path, he does not need to prove that someone else’s path is wrong.

A Warrior of the Light carefully studies the position that he intends to conquer.

However difficult the objective, there is always a way of overcoming obstacles. He seeks out alternative paths, he sharpens his sword, he tries to fill his heart with the necessary determination to face the challenge.

But as he advances, the Warrior realizes that there are difficulties he had not reckoned with.

If he waits for the ideal moment, he will never set off. The Warrior requires a touch of madness to take the next step.

The Warrior uses that touch of madness. For—in both love and war—it is impossible to foresee everything.

A Warrior of the Light knows his own faults. But he also knows his qualities.

Some of his companions complain all the time that “other people have more opportunities than we do.”

Perhaps they are right, but a Warrior does not allow himself to be paralysed by this; he tries to make the most of his virtues.

He knows that the gazelle’s power lies in its strong legs. The power of the seagull lies in the accuracy with which it can spear a fish. He has learned that the reason the tiger does not fear the hyena is because he is aware of his own strength.