From the Tent: A Spiritual Journey

By Ricky Lezama

During a time of great despair, hardship, and loneliness, Ricky finds himself in a tent in the mountains, alone and surrounded by wilderness. One fateful day, Ricky becomes trapped during an unexpected blizzard. While completely buried in snow, Ricky thinks he will soon take his last breath. However, as life flashes before his eyes, Ricky has an epiphany.

Ricky realizes he has not been living his own life. He has been pursuing dreams not his own but, instead, dreams dictated to him by society. The fake, empty dreams he has created have led him down a path of sadness, fear, depression, and anxiety, leaving him stranded and alone in the storm. With this insight, the pressure that has controlled his life ceases, and Ricky knows what he must do next.

From the Tent: A Spiritual Journey takes readers through the vastness of new physical and spiritual realms of wonder and wisdom. This book aims to bring unity between people and access to the unseen side of our duality. Ricky’s story will help people discover their true purpose and live a life of joy, abundance, faith, and love, regardless of their past or present circumstances.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Balboa Press
• Release date: Jul 13, 2022
• ISBN: 9798765230077

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Balboa Press rev. date: 07/12/2022

CONTENTS

My Warmest Thanks

Introduction

Chapter 1     In the Tent

Chapter 2     The Avalanche and the Wolf

Chapter 3     The Biggest Addiction on the Planet

Chapter 4     Hell

Chapter 5     The First Step to Spiritual Liberation

Chapter 6     Confronting the Ego

Chapter 7     You Are Not Your Past

Chapter 8     The Information

Chapter 9     Communication

Chapter 10   I Can Handle Anything / I Am the Answer

Chapter 11   Leadership

Chapter 12   The Universe Is a Process and Risk Management

Chapter 13   The Mechanism of Materialization

Chapter 14   The Thoughts and Words

Chapter 15   The Subconscious

Chapter 16   Accessing the Unseen of Your Duality

Chapter 17   Making the Ego Our Ally/Trip to the Brain

Chapter 18   The Constraints

Chapter 19   Alignment

Chapter 20   Generating New Realities

Chapter 21   The Ego Again

Chapter 22   Energies

Chapter 23   Affirmations

Chapter 24   Sanctuary

Chapter 25   Meeting with Iam

Chapter 26   Applying Iam’s Teachings to Our Daily Lives

Chapter 27   Say Goodbye to a Loved One

Chapter 28   Love

Chapter 29   The End of the Book and a New Start

MY WARMEST THANKS

T o Iam, the Source, the Universe. To God, who inspired me to write this book. I would also like to thank the following:

My wife, Ludibia (Kitty), for being the beacon that illuminates my path; for giving me all her love, patience, teachings, and faith in me; and for constantly reminding me that everything, absolutely everything, is possible. Thank you for your support to complete this book.

My children, Sebastian and Stephan, for all their love and teachings and for giving me their best. To Sebastian for doing the first editing of the book.

My parents, Walter and Marta, and my sisters, Rosario and Martha, for all their love and support.

My friend Daniel for his friendship, for having started to walk this road together with me.

All my family, especially Ricardo, Matilde, German, Javier, Carlos, Leo, Lucy, Jorge, Elena, Guillermo, Norma, Euleryucy, and Willy.

Gustavo, Kevin, Ron, Sam, Jeff, David, Dave, Cullen, Paul, Matt, Crystal, Lilia, Carlos, my friends at Zorrilla High School, and the people who gave me love and support.

My teachers, the Hermanos Maristas, to all who didn’t appreciate me or hurt me, who are also my teachers.

Thanks to all indigenous people around the world, who give us so much knowledge and wisdom.

Thanks to the following people. Though I have never known them personally, they have helped me and inspired me:

• Jesus

• The Buddha

• Richard Bach

• Wayne Dyer

• Morrnah Nalamaku Simeona and Joe Vitale

• Joel Osteen

• Michael Ende

• Shakti Gawain

• Louise Hay

• Joe Dispenza

• Joseph Smith Jr.

• The Fourteenth Dalai Lama

• Lao Tzu

INTRODUCTION

F rom the Tent: A Spiritual Journey, the latest book in The Journey series, is about the spiritual journey of an ordinary person in the twenty-first century who has great aspirations to create something wonderful, especially to obtain the power to create miracles, things society considers exceptions and not the norm.

The main character, even with his grandiose aspirations, leads an existence in which he doesn’t live his own dreams, but he lives the dreams of others. He follows the beliefs imposed on him by other human beings and by a society that isn’t living its own dream either. He is simply existing, surviving, and living a life with thoughts of fear, scarcity, shame, and negativity. He is believing and living lies.

Unknowingly, the patterns of his acquired and repeated behaviors create a closed loop, in which the mind, especially the ego, has taken complete control of his person by blocking an inexhaustible, pure, and wonderful source that is available to all human beings. This situation creates an existence where sadness, deception, fear, and conformism are more powerful than his desires to create the existence engraved in his true dreams.

His long road is convulsed in the mountains of Utah, at perhaps one of the lowest moments of his existence. While living in a tent at the mercy of inclement weather, he lives an experience that almost costs him his life. At that moment, his mind, his ego, and all his physical being surrendered to the reality that his earthly existence was going to end and stop exercising its control over him. The emptiness created by that event allows an unknown source, or rather one he doesn’t remember, to appear and establish communication with him, a communication all human beings have the potential to attain.

After a few extraordinary moments, the character cuts off that communication, which he unconsciously reached. Out of love, he decides to experience hell to understand the fullness of the magnitude of suffering and to consciously find the methodology and system to be able to reach that beautiful state of enlightenment, peace, and love. Part of his dream is to share it with all the beings who seek it but don’t think they have the tools, strength, or faith to find it or don’t believe they are worthy enough to receive this gift, which is available to all beings on this planet.

His journey leads him to develop those tools, that methodology, without knowing that throughout his journey, he discovers nothing, but he is simply remembering what has existed within him and what has already been created and available to everyone since the existence of this universe.

1

IN THE TENT

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I parked my car in an open, snowy place that faced one of the massive mountains in the state of Utah. I was debating whether I should get out of the car. I reminded myself of all the things that could happen because of the decision I was about to make. But there was no option; the alternatives were already gone, and I couldn’t go back. While I was picking up my backpack and a box from the trunk of the car, I thought about how I had arrived at this moment. How could life have given me this difficult task? As my life passed through my eyes, I thought, Hadn’t I been a person who really tried to do the right thing, to care about people, and to give them a word of encouragement, of hope? Yes, the answer was a giant yes. However, I knew I was deceiving myself, for I also knew I had made many mistakes in my life—some voluntarily, others inadvertently, some for being ignorant. And the most painful ones were due to not listening to other people, especially my loved ones.

I had to travel a seven-mile road to reach my destination. I had to travel quickly so darkness, a long-time friend of mine, wouldn’t come and prevent me from reaching my destination. It was a dark day with poor visibility, and the snow was at the height of my knees, which made my journey slow and laborious. The paved road, already buried under dense snow at the bottom with fresh, lighter snow at the top, had disappeared from my view. I couldn’t walk with much confidence because in certain areas on the sides of that road, the path ended in great chasms, several tens of meters deep. A fall certainly would have been fatal. I thought, Wouldn’t it be perhaps more convenient to finally disappear from this planet and find eternal peace and tranquility? Wouldn’t death be better than having to continue on this path I didn’t choose? I felt the strength of that feeling deep inside. No, I couldn’t give up. I couldn’t let the circumstances afflicting me break my desires, true dreams, and passions.

However, they weren’t really the dreams that would allow me to end my life. What stopped me was the fact that I had a wonderful wife and two extraordinary children, who would suffer much more serious consequences from such a decision than the suffering I was going through. It really didn’t matter what the true reason was—there was always hope, and I was the owner of my life and actions. Didn’t the great writers, philosophers, pastors, and prophets say that whatever we imagined would be materialized? That having faith could move mountains? That the universe would give us what we wanted because it was infinitely abundant?

The mountains seemed to close together more and more as I continued my journey. It was as if they wanted to warn me not to continue my trek. The path seemed endless; there were traces only of animals. There wasn’t a human being within fifteen miles. What would I do if I needed help? What would I do if the animal footprints in the snow magically transformed into the bones and flesh of black bears or wolves? Was this the way I was going to finish? Was this the destiny laid out for me since my birth? Was this really my destiny?

A river flowed on one side of the road. It was hidden by snow, but the sound was extraordinary and gave its presence away. It was like a concert involving hundreds of rocks delicately and arbitrarily situated in the long course of the river. The sound was especially spectacular at elevation changes, which nature had whimsically created in the mountains during hundreds or thousands of years.

My attention focused for a moment on the sound of the wind, which cut through the silhouettes of the mountains and the valley in rapid and relentless bursts. I focused on the noise the wind made on the leaves of pines and other trees that rose incredibly with pride and arrogance from the ground. These trees were immense, but nevertheless, I didn’t hear the traditional sound the leaves produced when they began to dance with the wind. It didn’t take long to realize the leaves were completely frozen and covered with snow, which had accumulated from weeks of continuous snowstorms. The landscape was incredible and beautiful. The blanket of snow over the valley and all the mountains around gave a feeling of purity that is difficult to express. It was perhaps a gift from God, from the Universe, to be in this place at this time. I wished the circumstances had been different, for I really would have been able to enjoy and grasp that wild beauty in my eyes and mind. At the same time, I realized that if circumstances had been different, I wouldn’t have been here to appreciate the beautiful landscape.

At that moment, I reflected on the greatness and the size of the Universe and that it had existed for billions of years and would continue to do so for billions of years more. I realized that being in this place at that moment was really a miracle. Wasn’t it possible to believe that this miracle had been created for me to experience? That this extraordinary, supernatural event was what I had been waiting for all my life? Yes, that was it. I had been born to do something extraordinary on this earth, create something wonderful, and be able to create miracles and help people. Yes, that was it—that had to be the reason. Something extraordinary was going to happen. I felt the energy of that thought deeply in my heart. Perhaps I was going to have a divine revelation that would be the beginning of an incredible road, a road I had hoped to find for years. Hadn’t the Buddha and Jesus retired to remote places to discover the secret of existence, the extraordinary powers human beings supposedly have, and learn how to develop them? If that was going to happen, what better place to hear that divine voice than in the middle of nowhere?

I began to walk with more strength, with more energy, for I certainly didn’t want to be late in finding my wonderful fortune, one that was my divine right and had been granted even before I was born. These thoughts had been working in my head for over three and a half hours. As night was falling, I was able to reach my final destination. It had