Among the unascended, especially those who know not the efficacy of the violet transmuting flame and its power to alleviate human distress—or knowing of it do not use it or properly understand its use, few are the moments of perfect harmony experienced. True it is that they do experience temporary satisfactions in fulfilling their physical and mental wants, but these wants often prove to be perpetually like a bottomless pit which is never filled, leaving that one dependent on social and economic elements for their bubbles of happiness and never bringing the mighty triumph of victory which comes to all who are dependent on the Mighty I AM Presence for their momentary and daily happiness. He is the “Pearl of Great Price” which has that luster which knows no wane but is an ever-expanding shining into a future bright with hope for all eternity! Locked in the memory of most of Earth’s people are idyllic moments from the “Album” (white light) of their own childhood where, to many, the sweet innocence thereof brought a different perspective than the present one, wherein the sky seemed bluer, the sunshine brighter, the bird songs sweeter, while life’s little cares more easily drifted away like a breeze-borne fleecy white cloud!
With the coming of age came the mantle of increased responsibility with fewer and fewer of those moments where the burdens of life could be shed and that harmony which is the music of the spheres be heard. Like far-off strains of celestial music these melodic bars seemed to belong to a world of unreality, difficult for mankind to realize, whereas in truth this heavenly melody is that harmony of planetary and celestial spheres themselves which is never still and never discordant and which all knew long before they ever took physical form when they were yet in that marvelous Edenic state with the I AM Presence itself.
Now difficult indeed is the conception of any harmony when men are seemingly surrounded with sounds and appearances of discord. In the final earthly embodiment of the many now ascended masters there have been times when by a mere touch from them the discord was stilled in the mind, world and affairs of an individual’s life, and the immortal strains of life’s harmony poured through then-open windows of that one’s earthly consciousness, sweeping waves of bliss over even their physical form and carrying their mind back to the memory of the living soul stirred from its repose of the ages.
Do you think, beloved ones, that we have changed—or that we love you the less since we are ascended? Beloved, know that we are more concerned than ever with every dear seeker of the light of God whose sincerity and faith can reach behind the reasoning mind to touch the hem of our garment of light and receive right now today our touch of eternal healing so that whatsoever was turned out of the way by human discord—contrary to the will of God—may be restored to full awareness of all that which is ever good and which always produces our feeling of God-harmony!
Know, O beloved ones, with unquestioning faith that as there is tangible reality and beauty in the physical appearance of pine and myrtle, that as the rose and lily offer beautiful vestments to conceal the perfumes of eternity, so do there exist (although many are unseen by physical eye) radiant spheres in illimitable number in God’s universe which are peopled with lovely beings whose every moment is a rhapsody of compatible harmony! Recent astronomical discoveries of a very small planet if you think about it, will prove even to your reasoning mind that much that is real is unseen until discovered! Now when your memory of Elysian fields wanes by reason of dungeon walls of human consciousness and human concepts which enclose men’s minds and hearts like shadowed mountains of foreboding to shut off the greater light which yet seeks to pierce through and give your dear hearts all blessings and freedom for which you long, try to feel that blessed bond of light which connects you with your own Creator (the silver cord leading to your own I AM Presence) whose image of perfect harmony is the fullness of that love which will be made manifest in due time—when your determination becomes great enough to demand of life its perfection!
Beloved Morya says “I am ever present and happy to bring to each one of you the radiance of various great ones who come to visit our Darjeeling abode”—also “Our Brotherhood is one of action, and the recent letters of beloved Hilarion and beloved Master K-17 have spurred many of our students through forthright action of love’s flame to enter into a new dimension of service and advancement!”
This is so—and I have been asked to seal all you do for the cause of light in my flame of cosmic harmony—which is the very essence of the cooperation of heaven whereby worlds are framed and maintained by the Word of God, I AM, as it moves into outer action through angelic and elemental kingdoms where such perfect harmony is outpictured in a natural outpouring from God through the Holy Spirit, the Silent Watcher Immaculata and our dear Lord the Maha Chohan!
You are all musicians within and that is why there is such a universal response and appeal to music. It is truly the language of the soul, and so it is when harmony is extolled therein. It is well that artists depict angels playing vibrant strings of a harp, for their instruments although made of light do look somewhat like a harp! Now the entire orchestration of heaven moves from eternal preludes through climactic crescendos of life with the wave-like joy of my cosmic harmony ever surging therein to new heights of glory—new anthems of praise and exultation for the One who raises all His creation by the light of His consciousness, His harmony, His beatitudes—into that blessed realization of the adept that in the many contacts and relationships of life experienced by each individual. Only an attitude of God-like humility which is like unto a little child shall lead men through every shadow of discord to those great heights of the summit where God’s voice calls each one to come all the way.
As you ever strive to reach our octave bear in mind well, the words of the early 17th century poet, William Austin, in his “To A Musician” which I am herewith holding as my immaculate concept for each one of you—
“Therefore, O Lord!
So tuned let me be
Unto Thy word,
And Thy ten-stringed Law,
That in each part
I may thereto agree
And feel my heart
Inspired with loving awe;
He sings and plays
The songs which best Thou lovest
Who does and says
The things which Thou approvest.
Teach me the skill
Of him whose harp assuaged
Those passions ill
Which oft afflicted Saul;
Teach me the strain
Which calmeth minds enraged
And which from vain
Affections doth recall:
So to the choir
Where angels music make
I may aspire
When I this life forsake.”
Fellow musicians in God’s great orchestra, I love you and seal you in my own eternal flame of living ever-present harmony. I AM
How often are the lilies nodding in the sunlight illumined by more than the sunlight—by the love of Christ, by the light that is more than the physical Sun.
The radiance at dawn and at eventide brings richness of color and the transparent quality of the soul. Looking into the flowers and through their delicate petals to the light of God, you my children transcend planes of consciousness. Nature is the aperture into infinity, not to arrest cycles of soul development but to nhance these cycles, to free thought, mind, soul from earthly goal that the soul might transcend time and space and then see God face-to-face.
Look into the face of a child and look again and you behold the guardian angel of that child. Look into the bubbling stream and see there the river of life and remember then the Ancient of Days and the flow of crystal cord and ceaseless torrents of energy that descend from the heart of your causal body. Let life be unto you a sign of the Infinite. “A wicked and adulterous generation seeketh after a sign, but there shall be no sign given save the sign of the prophet Jonas.” Those who are in the world and who are of the earth earthy do not recognize the signs of the times. They cannot read the writing in the sky that our God does write. They do not see the signs foretold of him, of the coming of Mother- light and Mother-flame. They do not see the signs of destruction and of civilization falling in upon itself, nor have they ever seen the green shoots coming to the surface foretelling the new order of the ages. They will not see the new order until it has swallowed up the old order. They will not see the destruction of civilization until Earth itself is leveled.
But into the heart and mind of the Mother I have placed those things which I learned of God, which I also hid within my heart. And into souls of her children I have placed the timing of the cosmic clock, and you hear the ticktock, ticktock of the cosmic clock marking the moments, moments of time and space cycling into infinity. And from deep within recesses of soul, deep within the etheric body you have the full awareness of the passing of cycles. And even within your soul you know what are the cycles of your initiation, of your ascension, of the fulfillment of your karma and your dharma.
And so you are the hastening ones. You who are hastening to be the elect of God, you are hastening to the center of the One. For you sense the timing, and the timing is all, cosmic time marked by footsteps of the Mother, cosmic time marked by pitter-patter of the feet of her children running, running—running to the center of the home, running to the center of hearth, running to the love of Father-Mother God.
There are those who hear the tick and tock of the cosmic clock, and their own clock is ticking and tocking in consonance with that inner key. There are those who sleep, who have no sense of time of the Mother or space of Buddha. They make their own time and space outside of the T’ai Chi, outside of the adoration of Buddha upon Mother, and Mother upon Buddha. They have not heard that the cycles of time and space are according to flow of adoration of this grace of Buddha and Mother.
And so cycles of time and space are expanded and contracted as fiery flow of the love of Father-Mother God intertwines—the caduceus rising and the fulfillment of bliss of soul entering into the One, the all- seeing Eye of God.
I am Mary the Mother and I am in the mystery of the Christos, and I impart to you the mysticism and engrams of my causal body. And so I speak to you in the movement of my very own heartbeat. I speak to you in the terminology of soul. I speak in a language that evolutions will understand a hundred and a thousand years from now. They will know all too well that in this dictation I have passed to you a certain energyfield and a formula of numbers and of the Numberless One and of thlove in the center of the Om
I make practical also the message of the Mother to anchor here in time and space a counterpart of the inner key of the whitefire core of being. And so I place your souls this night in contact with high cycles of energy and of the Mother consciousness. It is for a moment and for a purpose. It is for the fulfillment of all that you must establish here in the New Jerusalem, here in this place prepared, here in the soul of America and in the soul of Terra.
I come with the Mother’s momentum of inner blueprint, and to each one I have anchored the blueprint. I have tied the larger blueprint to the finer blueprint of your soul’s identity. And those who would be tied to the mandala of the Mother find that the blessed tie is a love-tie of congruency whereby the point of your inner blueprint meshes with a point of the inner blueprint of the mandala of the Cosmic Virgin.
We have a work to work for God in this place, and indeed you my children have come. And the beauty of the work which you have wrought in God in these months is your loving cooperation with angels and elementals, ascended masters and each other. This is community. I do not have to teach you of community, for you are community. Your oneness, your reverence for one another and for children, all in order in your school,teachers in prayer for thstudents on the path—all have come to play their role in the great drama to be outpictured here on Terra.
What noble beginnings. And some would say “What humble beginnings.” But is not the humble way of life the real way? Is not the simplicity, gentleness and tenderness, the interchange between friends and love of a day's work in God—is this not coming into the unity of the Holy Spirit?
So many have brought so many talents. And so many hearts and souls throughout the planetary body are in a state of joy this day, joy for they have seen the salvation of our God. For in their souls, the I AM Presence and the guardian angel have shown to them a promise, a hope, a future and a present glory. Many souls who are moving toward this center whose outer consciousness has no knowledge of Church Universal and Triumphant yet are one with you—some at etheric planes who have been invited to this temple to be with you in the celebration of the Christ Mass, the birth in the manger of your own Christ consciousness.
All beginnings are new beginnings, and every past performance is the prologue for the future scene of glory. And so we see that all that has gone before is preparation for this new day, and yet one day you will see this day as prologue to infinity. How blest are we, so close, so close in oneness and understanding. Can you not feel me now? Reach out and touch your hand with my hand. A mother is so very close, our octaves intermesh. By your devotion, your heads are reaching above the clouds. By our concern, our feet and our wings touch the tips of the trees and come down to grasses and to flowers and the blessed place where little children's feet run here and there and dance and laugh in water and earth and air and the fire element. Heaven is merging with earth; earth is merging with heaven. And in your very heart you experience converging of crystalline triangles for the six-pointed stof victory.
Now I place the star of David as origin of the Christ, the heritage and lineage of Jesus within your heart. And my own beloved Raphael traces the triangles, emerald green fire and white light, for thcrystallization of Christ consciousness of the City Foursquare within your heart. Now journey to your heart. Look within your heart and see. See the horizon. See the outline of Jerusalem, the Holy City. And look above that Holy City and see the New Jerusalem in the etheric plane. Now transfer the vision in your heart, inside thinterlaced triangles, to the place, the new scene, the New Jerusalem, Los Angeles, the City of the Angels, where angels tarry to welcome the children of God, for here is the place of the victory.
Will you not seal within your heart your love for the Holy City, your love for the New Jerusalem? Can you not love that city as you love your Christ, Jesus, your very own mother, your very own God? Can you not see the city as sign and emblem of community, community of the Holy Spirit—a community so wonderful and joyous as to make all nations desire to enter that community? The community of the Christed ones was the vision of Saint Germain as he made his way to a new world and a new age of discovery.
Your discipleship in this age must encompass the dream of the Spirit of the Great White Brotherhood to be not content with individual Christ consciousness but to see in the collective consciousness of the Christ the communion of hearts, to have joy in community that we already share as unascended and ascended brothers and sisters on the path—the joy we share in building the movement that is for the new order of the ages, the joy we share in building as each one contributes his talent, his sacred labor, his supply, his unique gift, and each one has the joy of seeing the completion of the Temple Beautiful in the center of the city and seeing that the jewel of his own genius in Christ has enabled a certain facet of that temple to be brought forth.
You have experienced that joy in these hours and days and weeks of your communion together. The praise and gratitude of angels has been your reward, your reward to see how your precious jewel fits into the structure of the New Jerusalem. This is the joy of those who work the labor of love. It is a joy of fulfillment, a joy of knowing: “God needs me. God loves me. God loved me so much that he gave to me this one talent, and in my own humble way I have been able to bring forth an expression of God. I the clay and He the potter, and He has used that clay. And the glory and ray of God shining through my humble form and self has brought forth the work for the completion of the Mother’s love and of the teachings of the Brotherhood which shall live on and on and on.”
As the cause lives on and as lives contribute to that cause, nothing can turn it back. It is an onward- moving cycle. It comes from the heart of the Sun. It is reality. It is a spiral spiraling through Earth and through certain lives who are woven into the very fabric of its design. Moving on, the flame of reality captures into its fiery folds every soul, every pattern that is being fired for the white pyramid, glistening white, pristine white, the pyramid of all souls of community.
One by one, stone by stone this pyramid will be built of th ascension flames of all who ascend through this way, through this activity, through this community of the Holy Spirit. And throughout eternity there will be a focus, in a heavenly place, of a pyramid. And the pyramid will be the 144,000 stones, the lively stones who shall have been the builders of the Temple Beautiful, who shall have opened the way between heaven and earth, and earth and heaven.
Chosen from the Beginning by God because souls have chosen God from the Beginning, those called to this design will never, never, never leave the Mother. They will never leave the Lord Christ or the messengers or the prophets of old. They are bound by a love that transcends the ages. And the whirling of whitefire core of the flames of our messengers is that whirling fire of love that is the center of our activity in this age in Spirit and in matter.
Souls ascending are the saints robed in white who are beyond these planes, forming the matrix of the pyramid in the octaves of Spirit. And you ascending in these octaves, also bound by that love, are one in the fiery core. And as the flame intensifies and the love of the Mother and Father and the Christed ones through the Holy Spirit becomes more and more intense, souls of like intensity are drawn into the whirling sun-center that is the fiery core of this mandala. And those who have not the fiery intensity of that love are thrust out from that whitefire center. And so, so is the flow of souls to the center and from the center, and the fiery-sun whirling increases, accelerates, intensifies. This is the body of God on earth and in heaven.
Let none question then the moving of atoms of self-awareness of Holy Spirit into and out of the fiery core. For I can assure you that the causal body of the Great Divine Director surrounds this movement, as it surrounded the early Christians, the apostles and all who served in the mandala of Christ. So this is the continuation of that mandala in the Aquarian cycle.
As Jesus knew that heaven and earth, as all planes of consciousness in manifestation, could pass away yet his Word would not pass away,8 so you must also know that the blueprint and the cause of the Great White Brotherhood and the specific calling in this age will move on and on and on. For its original impetus is of God. It comes forth from God as a lifewave and as a solar evolution, and that lifewave comes out of the Great Central Sun, dips in an undulating spiral into the planes of Mater, and rises again into the heights of Spirit.
And this cosmic cycle and this cosmic wave carries evolutions that have evolved together from the very core of the Great Central Sun to go into the depths of Mater and to be exalted into the heights of Spirit, preordained and yet not predestined—preordained according to the free will of each individual, affording opportunity for many to find conversion, baptism and the entering in to the sacraments of the Church and, thereby, to be grafted as new life into the original mandala. Therefore there is opportunity, as there was in the time of Christ, for Jew and Gentile and for those of every nation to be anointed of the Holy Spirit and to become a part of the original wave flowing out from the Sun, inundating out and returning to the center of the One.
I AM Mary, Mother of infinity. I AM Mother-ray, Mother of God in manifestation. All that God has created I mother. I mother life within you. I nourish life. I claim that life as my own. Be not dismayed then for you too are the mother of infinity—an infinity of Christ consciousness aborning within your heart, cradled there by covering cherubim of Alpha and Omega in this very moment.
I take my leave of you. I seal you in my heart. By and by my angels will come for you to take you to a place, an etheric retreat, where I must speak to you again this night of our joint mission in the flame. Will you then retire now in silence so that you might be on time and in the right space for the coming of my angels and angels of Raphael. Adieu, sweet ones. I place you in the arms of God.
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