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Out of cosmic excellence has natural manifestation proceeded. The composition of natural substance provides mankind with a chalice to house the flame of being. Few think upon the need to regenerate consciousness, to renew hope, to expand manifestation. Yet the example of expansion in nature is ever before men. The statement, "Having eyes they see not," equates the need to repel the darkness of inertia, to purify the strata of the senses, and to imbue consciousness with the flaming identity of the Creator.
Man, cocreator with God, is charged with great responsibility in the development and refinement of the subtle principles of being. Again and again we have noted that in the East, where the art of meditation is often taught, men have been diverted from spiritual goals by material yearnings which have intruded themselves subtly into the consciousness. Conversely, we have noted that in the West, where materialism exists as a constant temptation to the eyes and being of man, there is a gnawing yearning for the attainment of that which cannot be defined.
In the growth of the mind, as the capacities of consciousness are enlarged, men seek to understand themselves and to reduce to written form or artistic animation their concepts about themselves. Just as man cannot pull himself aloft by his own bootstraps so, although it were turned inside out, the separate mind can never find its way to permanent achievement, deliverance, or peace.
A `guru' or mentor is truly the requirement of the hour, for the teaching must emanate from the hands of the teacher. When the cry of the mystic East went forth, "Behold the banner of Maitreya," it was to proclaim the age of the Christ, the age of the coming of the light, as God by contrast proclaimed him when the beams of the Christ penetrated the darkness that is mortal mind and feeling.
Refinement of the feelings, refinement of the consciousness, and even refinement of the mind presents the opportunity for a renewed appraisal of ideas and possibilities. When the doorway of the heart is kept open for the introduction of a new approach to reality, the seeker retains an effective means whereby the Creator can introduce to the cocreator the renewing concepts that constitute the covenants of heaven.
These covenants that were made with the soul before it had yet achieved its own individuality have lain dormant in the race consciousness these many years, a treasured inheritance of such infinite glowing glory as would inspire those steeped in the misapplications of dogma and sense consciousness to break the bonds of their imprisoned identity. When a penetrating glimmer of God's purpose in reestablishing these sacred covenants can at last be rightly evaluated, even the honor and beauty of evaluation itself must seep into the soul from higher levels and promote that understanding for which men hunger and thirst even while they know not the object of their longings.
Lucidity of expression is the definition of the penetrating light that shines in the darkness in order that the darkness may comprehend the light. We cannot, we dare not, out of the depths of our love, leave mankind alone, an infant, a child-manifestation of a multifaceted civilization which has become a monolithic society. A gargantuan Babylonian Empire spans the globe and multitudinous conflicts are the daily fare on which the masses dine. They feast upon the acidity of competitive passion and reuse the dross that has cloaked reality from them for centuries.
In the city of Shamballa, in the city of light, the designs and ideas that shall break the old patterns are being formulated by the ascended masters. New attempts are being made to reach the perceptive among the avant-garde in the arts and sciences in order that the culture of heaven may be introduced to mankind via these avenues while they still retain some vestige of the patterns of perfection. There are among the men of the cloth (including those who see me only as a heathen who lived long ago) those whose hearts yearn to be fathers and brothers to mankind, to serve to stimulate the fond lispings of those who would have men draw together into a body of universal brotherhood. Many of these, trapped in the confining nets of their own delusions, beat their heads against the stubborn walls of a blind alley that ultimately will close in upon them.
In the revelation of the Cosmic Christ, in the revelation of the Mother of the World, in the revelation of the banner of Maitreya, in the revelation of the lightning glimmer of truth and reality that cometh from the East and goeth unto the West is the conveyance of true Christ-I-AM-ity. "I AM," as symbol of being or be-ness, constitutes the ocean of composite actuality of which the individual streams of life are but droplets.
With the advent on the morrow of the coming year, we see at the midnight hour the crossroads of mankind's own machinations; we see the web of dire confusion that has been spun about them, and we hope that out of it all men will realize the need to touch the stars, to have higher goals, to want to produce, even in seemingly hopeless states, the miracle that always flashes out in the dark when the cosmic touchstone is struck and the blazing phenomenon of effort bursts in the pan of the moment, a hopeful externalization of a dream that may become the glory of the future.
What a noble hour it is when men understand the need to commit themselves to the charter of their identity, to be captains of their individual fates, to pursue joint goals of an extravagant reality that would lavish upon them all of the love, wisdom, and strength of eternity and to place it in a moment of opportunity that they may seize it. The new year waits and it is "A Circle of Spiral"
Spiral may undulate,
Spiral may rise,
Or spiral may fall, But ultimately
The light within you
Must answer the call. Identity echoes
Far over the sea,
It calls unto you
And it calls unto me: Be your own Self
The God of all truth -
Live your own life
In the youth of real proof. I AM is identity
The world to enflame
The Spirit of God
The gift of his name -The Wonderful Counsellor
The Prince of all Peace
By God-registration
Let vanity cease! Reveal then the hidden
And uphold the right
We view now ahead
A release of God's might. For union must live
In the deeds men will do
That shall stand as real proof
In the hearts of the few -Who become then the many
As the kingdom reborn
In that day of Christ hope
That blest golden morn. Sweet sons of the Father
God's banner uphold -
By thought, word, and deed
This great law unfold.
In all peace and love, from the heart of Shamballa, in the name of the Mother of the World and Lord Maitreya, I remain