Therefore realize that when all the world is an amplification of noise of one sort or another making a statement is a mighty test indeed. The statement of the I AM race must be as a banner of Maitreya billowing from the mountain--a statement of the I AM Presence and the logic of each one’s unfoldment of the inner Logos.
When you are a part of the dharma to make this statement you must realize that it is a collective statement. Those of us who are a part of the Great White Brotherhood realized long, long ago that our stamp upon the material cosmos could be made only as we would find ourselves one, one in this eternal light. No single vessel of identity contains the all in the matter spheres, but many cups filled may approximate a single note of the Infinite.
Therefore, beloved, the inescapable dharma is the inescapable collective--but our collective is never a commune. Our collective disappears into the mystical body of God as Christ is one in us. And not one cell of this body forms a lump of discord protruding from the perfect sphere.
Discord and displeasure among the brethren is the sign of the intrusion of those who have not the seed of light. Beware the discordant ones and the complainers who crack the whip upon the chelas and complain when they make one fault--who they themselves do not enter in to sweat and toil for the raising of the canopy of our tent.
Beware those who come with the sense of injustice into our midst, who point the finger but bear not themselves the burning lamp of justice and who fear to contain in the belly the smoking furnace that would have long ago consumed all their injustice and made of them a worthy vessel for the Lord. Beware the spoilers then who demand perfection in the flesh when they themselves have not the perfection of the heart.
Let the Law reveal then. And let those who have sinned be self-revealed and quickly turn from their condemnation to a brighter love, a more perfect love and an understanding of bearing one another’s burden.
Would it not be music to our ears if one would say to another, “Brother, I fear that perhaps the problems of your recent service may be the burden that you bear. Let me carry your karma for a day that you may go to the hills and pray and be with God and be refreshed and be nourished. My brother, you have served and worked long in the Lord’s vineyard. Now let me take thy place for a day. Go--be with the angels; I will keep the flame.”
Would that not be then a gracious way of letting another know that perhaps the burdens of the hour have brought him not to an excelling expression of his own Christhood? And then of course you see how much virtue would come to you to understand the initiations of another that are not your daily mete.
The tests and tasks of other chelas might be far too hard for those who consider themselves so advanced along the way. Let us change garments for a day--not for etheric octaves but with one another--and thereby learn a measure of compassion and flow, the ability to interchange and be ready to man any post of the watchman of the night and in this flow somehow to understand that the mystical body of God is oneness of hearts united—no task too great, no chore too lowly for anyone to perform.
(-N. Roerich: Fiat Rex, 1931)
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We weave the immaculate heart that the image of Christ might be placed in the crèche, there in the secret chamber of your heart so that when you are born once more to this world the Image, the immaculate concept, the purity of the One Sent is ever present, sounding the sound that is the call of the sheep of consciousness—every atom of thy being a sheep following the shepherd matrix of the immaculate geometry of the Lord Christ. Millions of sheep comprise thy being.
Son of heaven, son of light, expand now awareness! Come rise up with me as we keep our midnight watch over planet Earth! See how small is the sphere. Why even the infant child may hold it in his hand as you yourselves stand with the sons of God to behold this tiny sphere yet trembling. For the hour of the birth of Christ is nigh.
Shepherds of the Lord God, shepherds sent to call his people to his own sheepfold, I come that the path of the Mother-flame might be made plain and that you might understand the responsibility of your office as Keepers of the Flame.
It is now physical in your hands. Your life is also physical. And it does matter that you maintain the physical vigil for Camelot, for the Inner Retreat and for the fulfillment of all that must come to pass as the Person of the Mother appears more clearly to thy sight. After all it is not that I am here or that the Messenger is here in the Person of the Mother. What counts is your vision of the Mother, and this has somewhat to do with your own Selfhood. The only Mother you can really see is the Mother that you can be....
Remember then how we have said the midnight mass together. This rosary in the union is the people’s mass. And the priest within your heart officiates at the high altar while the birth of Christ appearing is your soul’s soaring to the Sun.
May your star appear brightly, O my beloved, may it be midst the people who work with heart and head and hand. I AM for the union, and I AM for the reunion of the union….Rejoice, rejoice, for the Child is born.
(by Ruth Hawkins)
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