Nicholas Roerich Estate Museum in Izvara
Nicholas Roerich
Estate Museum
in Izvara

Shambhala

Gayatri


The Supreme shall set a test: “I will not give thee Exola, nor Nagaima. Neither against the hosts, nor for success. I will not give thee Zaadotota, nor Addivata, Neither against enmity, nor for revenge. I will not give thee Kaalbeba, nor Alsibena, Neither against animus, nor for harm and rupture. I will not give thee the deadly word. The deadly eye, I will not open.

All conjurations I will gather.

Alshill! Alzelal! Alama! Ashmekh!

Kaaldalbala! Kaalda! Kaldebda!

I will leave them, will forget them!

Anax! Aluxer! Ataiya! Atars!

I will end, will part from them! I will bestow another thing— That which shall have the power of repulsion—

It will open the Power to none. Hear!

There walks one,

Walks peacefully.

In a white garment he walks.

Swordless he walks.

All that has been done against thee will turn against them. All that they wished against you, they will themselves receive. Good and evil.

Who desired evil—will receive it. Who desired good—he may accept it. All will receive. Go. Do not hesitate. I will make an end to the trial.

Alm! Alm! Algarfelmukor!”

What passed?

Gayatri passed on—

In white and calmly.

Without arrow nor sword

Without hatred nor threat. What passed? The enemies shot their arrows against Gayatri, poisoned arrows.

The arrows turned and struck those who sent them. Others threw spears at Gayatri and fell, transfixed. Poison they spilt for him and died themselves terrified.

What passed?

Hosts of enemies died by their own hand.

With hatred their spirit overflowed.

Their hearts swelled with revenge. What passed?

They destroyed and burned. They poisoned rivers and lakes. They sped a shower of flames. They shrieked their curses. They burned and drowned. They turned black, convulsed. They gashed and strangled— Themselves.

What passed?

They forgot the good.

They lost the good meeting.

The good eye darkened.

The word of caress they deadened. Thus it passed! The foolhardy perished. By the strength of enemies, Gayatri went through the

kingdom of the old lands.

Passed through gates and palaces, bridges and villages. Quiet was the old kingdom. Destroyed were the foolhardy. Gayatri stood still. To stay the power, he knew not. He could not lay bare the strength. He could not dare to turn toward his own.

Gayatri kindled a fire.

He bestowed the Power upon the fire.

He sowed the Power to the winds! “Sacred ashes! Light veil of Bliss! Thou coverest! Thou cleanest! And liberate!”

But the Supreme does not pause:

“Do not ponder over ashes.

Turn toward your own people.

Meet the child.

Carry it before you.

Teach. In the name of the Highest, two cannot fight.

One of them is a dark one—

Conquer the dark.

I made a test—

Into the whirlpool I submerged the old land.

I will overthrow the useless.

I will again raise the summits.

I will uplift. I will test. In heaven and on earth

I fulfil the Law.” Gayatri found the child. Gayatri raised the child. And returned to Nilgiri. Gayatri forgot Aranyani. He left the forest behind.

Gayatri prayed for the opening of the righteous eye. And to find the righteous word.

Harken, people!



Museum Address: 188414, Izvara Village, Volosovo District, Leningrad Region, Russia.
Phones: +7-813-73-73-273 (group tours); Phone/Fax +7-813-73-73-298 (general)
Museum Director: Cherkasova Olga Anatolievna E-mail: isvara_museum@mail.ru