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The Lord's Christmas Day Address 1990
Now from the heart of a cosmos I greet you, beloved, in this hour that you keep the vigil for the servants of God upon earth. I am come to you even as I ensoul the planet in my garments this day.
I come, then, holding the balance in the earth for all conditions untoward you observe and some you do not. I come that I might extend to you even the thread of contact with my heart whereby you should also become agents of the Cosmic Christ to hold this balance to that end and for that purpose that the children of the Light might enter in to this sheepfold.
These are the "other sheep"1 and therefore these souls are gathered. I place my seal upon them but you must be myself as shepherd to go out and gather them.
Therefore all [of you] on this staff and beyond who have no better occupation shall now be God-taught that you might become spokesmen for the Great White Brotherhood, for myself [and] even for Magda.
Blessed ones, the Law has decreed that the hour may no longer advance that you are not equipped to speak the Word, to comfort, to counsel, to admonish, to raise up and to carry that child-man across the rapids and ultimately across the sea of samsara.
I am with you in this hour by the magnet of Love of the Great Central Sun. I demagnetize from you all those things of which you desire to be delivered,2 those things which you are through with, throughly so.
Yes, beloved, if you can say to this or that state of consciousness, "Have done with it! I want it no longer!" and mean it with the fire of your heart, I will take it this day. Surely I shall. For the night is o'er, the day is come and it is the day of gladness of the Christ's descent into your temple.
I am that Christ! You are that Christ-potential emerging now into the fullness of your mission. The signs in the heavens and the earth all point to this day as the day of the Son of God appearing in you. Therefore let your mouths be unstopped! Let your ears be unplugged! Let your tongues receive the fire of seraphim3 to consume all misuses of the spoken Word!
I, Jesus, have called you. And in this hour you shall be my manifestation where'er you go. This opportunity comes to you, beloved. Therefore I bid you to ride the crest of the wave; for when the wave of this dispensation moves on, it shall no longer be a choice. And therefore, fit into the cosmic scheme else jeopardize your mission and enter the possibility of becoming misfits insofar as the divine scheme is concerned.
There is a great panorama of life. This panorama unfolding is a giant mural that is in the grand hall of a magnificent building upon Sirius. Before you left that God Star aeons ago, you did study that mural and all of its portents for your life and the future. It does present on succeeding walls in other halls options and turning points, [showing] what shall be the outcome for those who choose a lesser path and what shall be the glory of the Lord upon those who continue to mount, to exert themselves, to move up on the high road, first through the foothills and the mountains and then on to the high places of solitude where only God and man are known.
Therefore, the consequences of all actions and turnings have been made known to all sons and daughters of God and even to the children of the Light in their time and season. Each one in his own heart and time is a prophet of his destiny, for he does read the same record written in his inward parts. And therefore, the consequences of choices are always known and people know what they should have done even at the time they did not do it.
Therefore, beloved, there is indeed a tide in the affairs of men and angels. I come on that tide of Light. I do even ensoul it.
May you contemplate how you can best deliver the message that has been brought to you. May you begin to write the story of your own conviction, your own conversion, your own inner knowing of your I AM Presence, your own confirmation of this path by your own telling and intelling of that Word that you have heard resounding from the altar yet which also originates with your own Spirit of the I AM.
May you come to understand how you came to know the truth of the mysteries of God. Contemplate step-by-step what was required for you and then you will understand what many souls need as points of transition and understanding and then a lessening of the intensity - a going within, a retreat perhaps, a coming to the ranch.
Yes, beloved, souls have need of the necessary food and light and contact with the stars and a great sense of Love and belonging to the Mystical Body of God, which is in truth in heaven and on earth. By compassion and the flame of Love, by identifying with individuals who are at a certain place on the Path, you may personally assemble those teachings that you know are pivotal as turning points in the way.
This is surely the hour for the perfecting of the soul as my apostle. I call you to this, beloved, because it is the hour. It is a cosmic moment when this opportunity is come.
I tell you, my beloved, that I would bring to you the understanding of the first resurrection.4 The power of that resurrection, beloved, is given to you by the Spirit of the Resurrection when you use the mantra of the resurrection written down by your beloved Mark.
Take that mantra, together with my mantra - "I AM the Resurrection and the Life!" - and know that resurrection's flame must first burn in your heart congruent with the threefold flame and then [it must] ignite the cells and atoms that have become chalices for that wavelength, [thereby] igniting the chakras. Thus prepare this body temple [by resurrection's flame], by violet flame and by the pure water and the pure diet that you need.
Thus, beloved, understand that you may walk the earth in the Spirit of the Resurrection, but the true initiation of the resurrection will come to you only after you have sought and achieved that fusion [of your soul] with your Holy Christ Self and that fusion with myself. For when you contain the fires of the resurrection, beloved, you possess the power (given unto you as an endowment) whereby you may endow other parts of life with a semipermanent immortality, [albeit] that full immortality is not defined until the ascension is attained.
But, beloved, if you desire the ascension, you must seek the resurrection. And if you desire the resurrection and to walk the earth as a resurrected one, then, beloved, you must seek that fusion [of your heart with my heart].
I will tell you about [the soul] who achieves the fusion and another who does not. The one who achieves it has a sense of her own sinfulness, her own uncleanness and her own worthlessness in that lowly estate of the flesh yet, confident in noble purpose and design from Elohim, [she] does embrace the true identity of self and does break the shackles and the barriers and the confinements and the prison house of the psychology of the lower self.
[She] does seek to enter in, does weave the wedding garment, does perfect that seamless garment day by day, does remember that the manifestation, though it may be in the lowly estate of the flesh, yet contains that pearl, yet contains the fire; and therefore [she] does amplify that fire, makes no pretense at being perfect but understands that I AM the All and that [I AM the] perfection in her - that the lesser vessel is the nothing while I AM the All.
I have given this teaching to Catherine5 and other saints. Those who have truly understood it have not felt debased when they acknowledged that they were the nothing and that I, the Christ in them, was the All. For they understood the process of displacement, the process of transmutation; and therefore [they] could come into the dignity and the integrity of the son, the daughter of God.
These are they who have received the washing of the feet and the cleansing of the blood. These are they who enter into that fusion by adoration, by love, by tears and by washing my feet with those tears and with the hair.
Beloved ones, I tell you, the one who does not enter in is the one who trots about with the self-image that the definition of chela is perfection. But [in that one's mind] the quality of perfection is not the perfecting of the heart but the perfecting of performance, the perfecting of movement, the perfecting of speech.
Now, if this [perfecting of modes] were done to the glory of God and [according] to the true inner and deep understanding of the indwelling Light, it would be a worthy goal. But those of whom I speak are those who come and go like martinets, even marionettes; and therefore stiff, stiff-jointed, stiffed in their mentality, they march about with a sense of spiritual pride, which they ignore that they have at all. They have no sense that they have missed the point and they cannot get through the eye of the needle any more than the camel can pass through.6
This is the mechanization-man response to the path of chelaship. It is an incorrect response, beloved, and it ends [where it began], in spiritual pride and ultimately in the "breaking" of that one, for the fire [of the heart] is not developed. [This response] is [born of mortal man's self-idolatry and his] desire to be a computer and a computerized one, a ["perfect"] robot creation! [It is born of thinking man's7 desire not to think.]
The foundation of such individuals at the unconscious level is the absolute hatred of God in all manifestations. And therefore there is an anger that impels such individuals and that anger truly demands that God compensate them for their physical, mental, material perfection and receive them into his kingdom. Without knowing it, beloved, these ones fasten themselves to fallen angels; for [in describing the one who does not enter in] I have described the chela of the fallen angels.
Beloved ones, you must understand that the last mark of such as these is noncommunication. They do not communicate with the Guru. They do not attain true communication with my heart, but they go about being "perfect people" instead of recognizing that the matrix of human perfection must be shattered. That clay pot must be broken and there must emerge the free-form spirit who moves with the Holy Spirit wheresoever it listeth,8 who enters into that Holy Spirit and therefore does manifest the perfection of the will of the Father and the Son, does manifest that wisdom and that Light and so is in congruency [with the All].
And that perfection is alive! It is moving! It is not mechanical. And it bears the mark of the Light and the lilt of those who truly know that joy wherein they can say, "There is no more night here."9
Let those chelas who are imitating the fantasy of the fallen ones and the ways of mechanization man cease to do so! Let those who admire the world and its levels of a material perfection remember that [the worldly] have not entered in, lo, in aeons! Yet they may perform well. They may be thought well of. They may appear to have genius. But where genius leaves off, beloved, there is the Mind of Christ and many do not have it.
May you understand that noncommunication is a sign of the suppression of the Word itself and [of] the denial of that Word. Noncommunication of the truth, of the details necessary to move on in life and to make an organization run. Noncommunication with the heart of the Ascended Masters, with loved ones, with friend or stranger or with the Messenger.
This noncommunication, beloved, indicates that there is no tie, there is a cutoff. And in that state of consciousness individuals think that salvation may be won by moving about in a robotic manner; and [then] they become angry when, though they may be robotically perfect, they have failed to please their God. Such was the consciousness of Cain, and his offering was rejected.10
I find it necessary to speak this message to all who will come to this place on the Path where they must make the effort in the full fervor of the fire of the heart to transcend that former state of the condition of Homo sapiens and enter in to the true walk, the inner walk with God - moving from the known quantity of the mechanics of a mechanical creation to the unknown realms of the free form and the absolute God-freedom of the electron itself that is the sign of the son of God who is never out of alignment with God's will or geometry and yet is ever new, ever creative, ever approaching the same equation with new input and new energy and moving on with the cycles [of God's perfection, not man's]!
For that one knows that nothing can ever be the same as [it was] yesterday. Yesterday is not good enough, for the earth and the entire galaxy have moved on at tremendous speeds into new dimensions, wavelengths, timetables, options.
Thus, beloved, know the signs! Follow your beloved Melchior11 and understand that in many instances astrology does tell you the limits to as well as the unlimited potential for freedom of creative action. See to it that you are in attunement [with the ebb and flow of cycles] and that you ride the crest of this wave!
I am Jesus, your Lord. I have come to call you to be my shepherds. I have come to compel you!12 I have come to warn you that you who have not studied my Calls13 as they have been released in cycles of dictations may come to this place [of my present Call] where you consider yourself not ready.
Beloved, that is not an acceptable state of consciousness. If you are not ready, you must get ready in the next five minutes! Do you understand?
You must make that five minutes five hundred or five thousand years but you must decide that there is a coiled spring in your Causal Body that can be unleashed as soon as you will declare:
There is no more night here!
For I AM the manifestation of that Holy City where I AM!
And I do not procrastinate my union with my God
Or with that City [Foursquare]
Or with my Christ or with my Divine Mother.
I enter the Spirit of the Resurrection now!
And if in my tardiness and in my dalliance
My entering in may cause me some pain,
Then I welcome it!
For I understand that if I would be ready,
Then the spirit that is anti the living Christ in me
Must be broken!
Blessed ones, the times and the cycles come again and again but they are never the same. We have spoken and spoken again. The reward for our speaking must be with us and in hand. And if you would tie yourself to that moving star of destiny above you, then you must do it quickly. For the stars of destiny move on. They are bright in the heavens in this moment, but there may come a period in the earth when the earth itself should go through the Dark Night of the Spirit when you will not see the star. You will see it only in the memory of God.
Understand this principle and understand that there is indeed an urgency. There is a warning and things are brewing in the earth. And all that I can tell you of prophecy in this hour is that when things happen in the earth, from this day forward they will happen swiftly and suddenly. And all of your preparation will have had to have preceded those events, for there will be no time to prepare or to react but only to be.14
Be, then, in the heart of the Buddha, in the stupa of the Buddha. Make your own Causal Body of Light and your aura that haven, that resting place, that place of samadhi and [that place of] the invocation of the Word, its intonation in the sound of the Om. May you contain in your space the house of the Buddha.
What do I say? I say, let the aura be expanded! Let it be increased by the fire of the Kundalini, by the fire of the chakras! Use the fire you have while you have that Light! Expand the dimensions of your auric field so that you do contain the whole house of the Buddha where you are and so that in that canopy and forcefield of Light there may enter lesser souls from various planes who may be shielded in the day of the LORD's appearing.15
For in the day of the LORD there is a tremendous Light and cosmic burst of energy, and it is for the annihilation of the [mechanization-man] misusers of the Light. And it is for the clearing of the entire material cosmos for the descent of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of Maitreya, of Gautama, of Sanat Kumara and of myself.
Yes, beloved, I come to you now as you see me in the posture of my Buddhahood16 - that you might see about me and in me those rings of Light and that presence which you think of when you think of Lord Gautama. I reveal myself to you, then, in the Buddhic presence that you might hold that image of me, for those of the Christian world will not. And therefore there must be some who understand the meaning of my Buddhahood. There must be some who aspire to be Bodhisattvas that they might be linked to the layers of my Causal Body that are my Buddha manifestation.
Therefore know the path of the Bodhisattva. Know the sweetness and the compassion, the peace, the fierceness, the strength, the virya!17 Know the wisdom. Know the ability to rule the city because you rule yourself.18 Know the geometry of God and expand [your soul-awareness] into it as a Michelangelo.
Understand that you can know many things beyond what happens to be in your outer [conscious] mind. Yes, you can contact the level of genius. And if you do not have [that level of genius developed in your four lower bodies], then let the violet flame consume all records of anger and hatred and fear [that prevent its development]! For these [vibrations], beloved, do surely consume the fineness [and the refinement] of the Mind of God within you - that piercing quality, that manifestation [of needlelike rays] that is able to probe a cosmos and bring back discovery and new dimensions of thought.
You have been limited by fallen ones and by yourselves. No longer accept the limited condition! You need not. For when you step forth from this body you wear, when the day comes that you are called to enter into the octaves of Light and in the twinkling of an eye you have all knowledge of all things in God, your I AM Presence, you will say to yourself:
"I should have made more fervent fiats to break this sound and mental barrier that existed around me as iron bands! I could have walked the earth in a greater fullness of my Christhood had I only recognized that the laws were there to be applied and the call was there to be given. And therefore I could have been more [the manifestation] of God if I had only transcended the density of the lesser self."
You will wish that you had embodied more of God when there is no longer opportunity, for you shall have been called to the resurrection and the ascension.
Thus, beloved, I bid you this greeting and this message in this hour that you might understand once and for all that heaven is ready to bestow upon you truly bowers of loveliness in an eternal springtime. If you can think of the most beautiful day of spring [you can imagine] and the songs of the birds and the blossoms and the sun in the heavens and all of the joy of Nature, think, then, of the etheric octave.
Think, then, of that opportunity that you do have in this hour. Think, then, of walking and talking with me. Think of what we must do to gather these souls of Light. Think of it, beloved, for they are called and they are touched.
Now I say, please gather them! Please feed my sheep! For it is the law of the cosmos that those in this octave must do the gathering. I can do all things and many things for you and through you but you and only you can feed my sheep.19
Let us take stock, then, each one, in this hour. Let there be the rejection of negatives as limitations instead of in the sense of the condemnation of sin. Simply look at that which limits you and see how it is a creation of the mind or other minds and of programming. I, Jesus, say to you, you are with God and in God the Limitless One. May you discover this and become an avatar.20
Yes, I said "become." For the process of becoming is the realization in outer manifestation of that which is, was and ever shall be your true [inner] God-manifestation. Therefore I have unveiled many levels of my Christhood and [my] Buddhahood and my Godhood along life's way, and this is the nature of the grand evolutionary spiral of life throughout a cosmos.
Let the mechanization-man concept of religion tell you that Christ simply is and I will say that even the I AM THAT I AM is not simply that which is. For the I AM THAT I AM is ever moving and even as I speak the Word, the I AM THAT I AM has transformed itself a million times and released all manner of Light rays [and spirals of the Mind of God]. There is nothing but progressive revelation and [progressive] realization of God where you are.
Do not impede the process, beloved, and do not let yourself calcify in a certain mold from now until the hour of your victory.21 For if you do, beloved, you may not have the victory over Death and Hell; for calcification is the signal and the sign that you have sealed yourself at a certain level. All who do this enter the spiral of mortality - of disintegration, disease and death.
Therefore know this, that your challenge as a son of God, which you are, is to move on in the creative spirals of being every single day and to not accept the defeats of yesterday or its limitations as having any power over the sun at dawn, the sun of your Christ Self, which rises every day from dawn to the zenith of the heavens, whereupon you cry out:
O LORD, I AM THAT I AM
The fullness of thy Resurrection and thy Life
within me this day!
And I AM alive forevermore in Thee
And in the Central Sun and in the earth!
Behold, I AM with Lanello:
Everywhere in the consciousness of God!
I bid you a joyous Christ Mass, ever unfolding unto the fullness of the Christ in you, Amen.
This dictation by Jesus Christ was delivered by the Messenger of the Great White Brotherhood Elizabeth Clare Prophet on Christmas Day, December 25, 1990, at the Royal Teton Ranch, Park County, Montana. The Messenger's scriptural reading prior to Jesus' dictation was Revelation 1:1-8; 20; 21. The service and dictation are available on videocassette (1 hr. 15 min., HP91003) and audiocassette (2 hr., B91002-B91003). [N.B. Throughout this Pearl, bracketed material denotes words unspoken yet implicit in the dictation, added by the Messenger under Jesus' direction for clarity in the written word.] Throughout these notes PoW is the abbreviation for Pearls of Wisdom.
Christmas Eve is very special to me - not only for the birthday celebration of our beloved Jesus but also for the birth of another great soul on December twenty-four - Mark L. Prophet!
It was in Washington, D.C., back in the years of World War II (1944-1945) that my husband and I were still searching for spiritual sustenance of a higher nature than we had found in the regular Christian churches.
He was very ill in a D.C. Veterans' Hospital much of those years before he made his transition in December of 1945 at the early age of forty-seven.
Alone in the big city, without friends, working to support my family of two boys, seven and eleven years of age, I decided to look through a magazine of a national organization we belonged to and find some lady with whom I could converse on mutual topics of spiritual value.
Checking through the list of officers I liked the name Christel and decided to call her.
A lively little Aquarian, she became a very close friend to this Leo! She told me of "this young man who was going to do wonders for the world." His name was Mark Prophet!
It was the beginning of my knowledge of blessed Mark. Christel told him about me when he came to see her in D.C. Of course I was working so could not meet him. Our first contact was through letters and small Webcor recordings.
From a child beloved Jesus had always seemed to be my guide but I was always eager to learn more. Many of my experiences were of a transcendental nature, but ministers I asked could not give me any knowledge I sought.
As a teacher I have always loved children but could never understand why one baby was born crippled while another was strong and healthy. Why should they come into the world so diverse in ability to cope with life? The Christian church answer I received was, "It's God's will." Why would God have preferences as a loving father? I wasn't satisfied!
Through an unusual experience together, my husband and I began to realize the Bible in its pristine origin had been deprived of the key - reembodiment!
Mark Prophet not only had the answers but a great spiritual understanding of God's Word. He also had the contact with the Ascended Masters. Now I could get the knowledge I was seeking!
After my husband's transition in 1945, I moved to Oklahoma, where I worked as a music teacher and camp director at the Sand Springs Home near Tulsa. I later became supervisor of the home and was responsible for over 100 orphans.
During the fifties Mark guided many of us by the precious Ashram Notes - special rituals for developing our service to the Light!
Each Ashram was to have seven members if possible and serve as a prayer group. I liked to think of them all over the nation as little candles of God, dedicated as a beginning to enlighten the world as Christel had told me Mark was to do!
Mark sent messages to us with prayer directions to pray for various problems of the nation or individuals needing help. There was also the "Order of the Child" which he established and with my life dedicated to children I kept the pledge in my music studio and I still cherish being a member of the Order!
Up until this time we had not met personally - just many letters and small tape conversations.
Mark decided to make a nationwide tour that took him through Oklahoma. I arranged for a meeting in Tulsa at my friend's home and for his stay at my cottage in Sand Springs.
Now it must be remembered that up to this time I had only seen a picture of Mark taken during his high school days.
One of the first questions he asked me was, "What do you think of me?" It really was a similar question that Jesus asked his disciples, "Whom say ye that I am?" Of course the final answer came from Peter, "Thou art the Christ, the son of the living God."
After all the years of working with Mark and knowing his great spiritual devotion I should have sensed the deeper meaning of his question. I admit to the density of the human mind that blinds the spiritual! I shall never forget his look of complete disappointment of my assessment of him when I answered, "I'm surprised you have some gray hair." Why, oh why, did my human take over when my soul knew he was the appointed Messenger of this age!
I say it now - "Mark, you are a special son of God!"
I remember his stature, his face with the long, firm chin, his eyes so direct and penetrating and the large, beautiful hands and their strong, friendly handshake.
At the Tulsa meeting I experienced his great enthusiasm for the Ascended Masters' dictations that he had received. He not only played one but several and it was after midnight when he finished! It was actually too much for the small group gathered that evening as they had never been introduced to the Ascended Masters before. However there was one who fully appreciated the dictations, my dear friend, Shirley, my only Ashram member! We kept the vigil for that part of Oklahoma!
On a subsequent tour of the country he brought Elizabeth and baby Sean to Sand Springs where I lived. I had looked forward to the visit with great anticipation! It was in 1964 during one of those typically hot Oklahoma summer days! My morning was spent preparing a spotless house and making it as cool as possible.
My refrigerator was stocked with vegetables for a salad, and the very best steaks I could purchase, with milk for baby Sean! (We had not yet changed our diets for better physical and spiritual attainment.) Shortly past mid-afternoon they arrived with Thomas. I became so absorbed in conversation with Mark that I even forgot to offer the accommodations of a restroom or anything to eat! Mark never wanted for something to talk about!
Finally it grew late and he mentioned that they were getting hungry and where could they find a place to eat! They had to be on their way! Alas! There was no time to prepare a meal so I took them to a cafeteria near by. It was as though their presence made me forget the mundane needs of the hour in preference to all the pleasure of a spiritual rapport! Beloved Elizabeth with little Sean in her arms sat quietly while Mark did most of the talking, but my love for her was immediate and has continued throughout the years in sincerity and devotion.
One time after I sent a reel to Mark he phoned me and said something that pleased me no end. "We're going to be working together later on, Ruth."
In October 1964 there was a conference in Washington, D.C. It was held in a hotel near a railroad station. Possibly 25 or 30 attended. This was the first one I ever attended. Christel and I had planned to have dinner together when I arrived the day before the conference. When I reached D.C., Mark explained that she had been taken ill. She had refused to go to the hospital as he had advised her to do and had flown to Georgia to be with her daughter.
Late that night he called me and I went down from my hotel room to see him in his car and learned she had passed on and that she was in the Hall of Luxor with Serapis Bey. She did not make her ascension but reembodied to continue her mission into the New Age.
While at the conference I told Mark of my husband's appearing to me after his transition. Mark questioned me. "How do you know it was Matt?" "Well, I thought to myself, I guess I would know my own husband." But, I didn't say anything. I'm sure Mark read my mind which he was very capable of doing. He then gave me a warning. "Be careful, Ruth, as the astral beings can imitate our relatives and friends and appear as the real person but it's dangerous because you can get caught in the astral. So be careful!"
This advice was to hold me in good stead later on when I had an experience that made me glad that I remembered what he had said. One night it seemed that I was on the "other side" talking with my husband in a beautiful green meadow. He put his arms around me and said, "I want you to stay with me on this side." "Oh no! I can't! Remember I have the boys and I have to go back and I can't stay." Then he pulled me toward him and I began to struggle to free myself and then I looked into his face! Mark's words came back to me to beware! What was I looking into? Not my husband's face but a skull. I recognized it was an entity pulling me into the astral plane! I fought and fought! Finally when I came to, my heart was beating very fast and I feel sure, if I had not resisted, my children would have found me dead in the morning and the doctor would have pronounced the diagnosis as heart failure!
I can never thank Mark enough for his warning!
In November of 1965 I phoned Mark and Elizabeth to tell them that I was retiring as supervisor of the Sand Springs Home after twenty years service with children. I asked them if they wanted me to join them in the east or wait and join them in Colorado Springs. We decided it would be best to go to Colorado Springs.
On January 2, 1966, I drove into the Springs and contacted Elizabeth, who had already arrived. I met her for breakfast at the Broadmoor Hotel. La Tourelle, our new headquarters, was not yet available to us and we stayed at a house next door on Beech Street, the former residence of President Chester A. Arthur. After the meal we went to look at the house. Not realizing it was a short distance from the hotel I recall that we got a taxi and were surprised it was such a short ride as it was only a short block.
The Beech Street house was completely empty so Elizabeth contacted a motel owner who graciously brought us a table, chairs, refrigerator, cots and bedding. Fortunately I had "Betsy Nash," my faithful automobile of many years, so we were able to go about town.
I purchased some dishes and silverware at Woolworth's so we could at least eat our breakfast at the house. The noon meal of the day we ate at different restaurants. At that time we were not vegetarians and I noticed an ad at one place "Prime Rib." I thought it would be very nice to treat Elizabeth and so we went in. Strangely there were no ladies there and I noticed that the men stared at us! Later I found out it was one of "those places" on Nevada strip as Mark called it where ladies don't go! My apology to dear Mother!
Margaret joined us a day or so after I arrived. It was some days before Mark, baby Sean, Alexander, Anita, Thomas and the others came.
By that time the owner's secretary had left so we could have access to La Tourelle, the lovely mansion with the "Little Tower." It was empty of course and one night Mark took me over to show me through the house. While we were on the second floor at the top of the circular staircase Mark said, "Do you know who is with us?" and I said, "No." "El Morya is standing with us!" Oh! Was that a surprise! I couldn't see him with my eyes but the vibrations of his presence were very evident. The place was so large we both agreed that we'd never be able to fill it! But in a few months we were bulging at the seams.
I might say this about Mark in relation to the staff. His discipline was kind but strict. We had to carry a notebook at all times for any instructions he might give us as he passed through our department or in the halls. This was so he wouldn't have to repeat an assignment. We were to take immediate action on the tasks he gave us and not put them off!
Mark expressed to me that he was under great pressure to train a strong staff that beloved Elizabeth could depend on before his transition, which he knew was not very far away.
One night I had an experience with the astral forces that was quite convincing! I awoke - I mean fully awake - and found myself paralyzed with vibrations of a mechanical nature rippling through my body from toes to head. I felt as though they would cause me to actually disintegrate! I could also hear the astral machines producing the terrible effect. I realized then and there something of what Mark and Elizabeth had been experiencing. I struggled to turn on the light but I couldn't move. I tried to call aloud to Jesus but I couldn't speak. And then I mentally called over and over, "Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, come and help me," and finally I was able to reach the bedside lamp. Once it was on, the spell was broken.
I told Mark about it the next morning. How he laughed that great big beautiful laugh and said I was beginning to learn about the astral plane!
Mark always brought all of the problems into the staff meetings. I recall one time when two of the ladies had had an altercation in the kitchen. He brought it right out into the open and asked, "Phoebe, why aren't you speaking to Lola?" Phoebe said, "If I don't talk I won't get into trouble." Mark replied, "There must be harmony in the kitchen!" He explained how important it is to have the right vibrations around the food we eat.
At another staff meeting he was commending each one of us for the improvements we were making. He would take one at a time to illustrate - possibly this one was making progress in not criticizing, etc. He was always admonishing "no CCJ," (criticism, condemnation and judgment). He said these were the very tools of destruction for many a church or family.
Another one he commended for better work organization, etc. Then he came to his secretary. Evidently she hadn't figured she had any room for improvement, so she bristled at his remark to her and rose from her seat accompanied by her sister. They proceeded to the library door to leave the meeting! Indignation was very evident in their attitude.
I shall never forget his firm command, "You come back here and sit down!" There was something in his voice when he said it that they decided to return to their seats. Then we received quite a lesson on ego, pride, resentment and those characteristics that keep us from spiritual development and should not be tolerated in ourselves as staff members or chelas of the Masters!
Alex and I served in the mail room which was directly under Mark's office. I had charge of the Pearls of Wisdom in a shoe box and Alexander had charge of the Keeper's lessons. Sometimes we would get to talking and often we would have a good laugh together. There was something about Alexander that would always set me off into gales of laughter.
One day he was telling me about getting a speeding ticket. We laughed and laughed and finally he said, "Don't tell Mark, will you?" About that time Mark came down the stairs and asked me, "What are you laughing about, Ruth?" "Well, I can't tell you. Alexander told me not to tell." "Alexander!!" in a firm tone. So Alexander told him about the ticket. "Well now, I don't think that's any laughing matter," was Mark's quick evaluation.
He had been trying to take a dictation of a "Pearl" or Keepers' lesson in his office. Attuned as he was to the Masters, you can see how in our ignorance the laughter was responsible for interfering with his concentration on taking the message.
There were nights in the kitchen with the "boys" when Mark and they would have long talks after decrees and often ended in wrestling bouts for fun. He thought of us as his family and was like a father to all of us!
The first year at La Tourelle I became ill with an unusual sore throat. I had checked with a specialist and taken medicine but I grew worse and worse. Finally I was bedridden and couldn't work in the mail room. Mark came by to see me and did some powerful fiats. Would you believe it, but within the hour I was completely well and was working again! He told me the negative forces had intended to take me out as they didn't want me there to help! You fooled them that time didn't you, Mark!
While I was at the 1964 conference in Washington, Mark and I were discussing reincarnation, or reembodiment, and I told him that my husband could go over his embodiments like a moving picture and how he had been a priest in China. I said, "I don't think I've ever been in China." "Oh yes you have," Mark answered. "You were a teacher of writing there." He never told anyone about a past embodiment unless the Master allowed it. He felt it would help me to understand myself in this incarnation so he told me.
It correlated well with my aspirations in the seventh grade to become a penmanship teacher. I had won a button for handwriting by copying the whole Palmer Method book and was also awarded a teacher's certificate for perfection at that time, had I been old enough to teach. Later in life I had also taken a course in grapho-analysis so I did have a carryover of that Chinese embodiment. One day when I was eating dinner with Mark and Elizabeth, they both pointed to me and said at the same time, "She was a Quaker!" (As you know, Quakers often worship in silence without a minister or spoken prayer.) That explained why at the first conference I had absented myself from every decree session possible because I didn't like the speaking aloud. So I arranged to visit the art museum, the wax museum, anything to avoid the decree sessions!
Elizabeth asked me how I liked the conference. "Oh, I like the dictations. I really don't care for the decrees." She said, "Remember, Ruth, it wasn't until God spoke the Word that anything happened in creation." That made sense as I thought it over. The spoken Word must be very important. I can always thank Elizabeth for those words of wisdom as in my mind I had been thinking, "I wish they'd keep still so I can meditate to create the good!"
I recall a night before a performance of "A Visit to Grandfather's Farm" which I was supervising for the Montessori School which beloved Elizabeth was sponsoring for better education of children at La Tourelle. One of the young men was in charge of making the scenery, which consisted of a Swiss-type house and a railroad station. The farm house was finished except for putting tulips in the flower box but the station was not complete. It became evident the young man had suddenly taken off from the grounds without telling anyone as he was quite new to the teachings and he had had many pulls from acquaintances in town. Actually he was off to make a decision as to whether he wanted to stay or not.
I'll never forget Mark's fatherly concern for him and his relief when he returned and had come to a decision to stay. The project was finished and I might say the same young man is still with us, a real devotee of the Ascended Masters.
Mark was a stickler for detail so before one conference I wrote down all the questions and the answers I thought he would ask me concerning the mail department. Evidently my mind didn't run in the same channels as Mark's and the question he asked I couldn't answer and so I said, "I don't know." He seemed slightly irritated at the fact I didn't have the figures available and he let me have it right then and there! "Ruth, you never know anything!" I'm sure that some would have thought, "He can't talk to me that way in front of all these people. I won't stand for it! I'll just show him. I'll leave!" However, I knew better!! He always gave the admonishment when it was needed and when it would do the most good and sometimes I felt he deliberately did it to see what reaction he would get!
In my way of thinking he was the appointed Messenger and so I gave him the credit for knowing what he was doing, so to myself I said, "You'd better accept it as it may take care of a lot of karma you made in another incarnation - doing the same thing to someone else" - so I held absolutely no resentment. Later he told me, "Ruth, I hate to chastise you because you always take it so well."
There was a lady in our art department who was getting a divorce from her husband and already had a man in mind to marry. Mark and Elizabeth had counseled with her and told her that if she married this man it would bring her great unhappiness. They asked her to wait on her decision until they returned from a trip abroad. She promised them and also made a vow to Saint Germain to hold off any marriage until their return. One day she came to the mail room waving some papers high above her head. "I have it, I have it! I have my divorce!" Shortly after, she married the man! She had broken her promise to Mark and Elizabeth and her vow to Saint Germain. Interestingly they had in view her twin flame for marriage! I might say here that when the Messengers gave a warning, as they did, it should have been heeded. Later on we found she was not even allowed to leave her home by a cruel husband and was practically a slave. Once she did manage to get to the center for a wedding of a friend. I remember when she came into the front hall how she threw herself weeping into my arms. That was the last time I saw her. She was learning a bitter lesson.
One day while going over some music in the sanctuary on the organ I sensed a beautiful soprano voice singing along toward the end of the piece that I was playing. When the last note was finished the voice continued to hold the tone somewhat longer and I looked around. No lady was in the room so I quickly went to the front hall, to the patio, to the library and then around the house to see who had been near the sanctuary. I accounted for all the ladies but none had been near.
When I returned to the sanctuary I noticed the recorder was on, so I found Al to turn it back so I could hear the music. Yes, the lovely voice was on the tape! I hurried to Mark and Elizabeth and they came and listened. Mark verified that it was an angel singing and explained how the voice manifested in this plane. I do wish we had had his explanation on tape as it has slipped my memory.
One lady from Kansas asked Mark about automatic writing. She was very interested in it and wanted to try some. Mark warned her of its dangers and advised her not to do it. She did not heed him and although she seemed a very stable sort of person, she began to express a complete change from her usual self. In writing to the church her letters began to show that she was under the influence of some evil entity. They contained swear words and obscene language - no sense at all! Eventually we heard from her pleading for help in a mental institution. Mark had warned her! Sadly she did not heed him.
Over the years I have seen the wisdom of following the admonishments of the Messengers even to their advice to staff members when they felt a physical operation was necessary. I recall one lady doctor on the staff who found she had breast cancer. Beloved Elizabeth suggested she have an operation but she believed she could take care of it by her own decrees and prayers.
Not all of us are at that high state of spirituality where we can take care of such problems without some physical medical help. Therefore the dear lady died and I strongly feel that she might be here today had she heeded Elizabeth's advice.
Over and over again I have seen that when the Messengers advise us it is best to heed their words. Those who have been told to have an operation, for example, and did are still with us! Those who thought they could do without one have passed on!
Mark had a wonderful sense of humor. He enjoyed telling stories for some point he was trying to make. One of his favorites was about the rabbi, the priest and the Christian Scientist who died and went to hell. After they arrived they questioned each other as to the problem that had brought them to their destination. It seemed the rabbi had eaten some ham, the priest had eaten meat on Friday. All this he told with much elaboration. When it came to asking the Christian Scientist why he was there, his reply was, "I'm not here!"
One thing Mark stressed with us was not to idolize him or Elizabeth. "As soon as you idolize us you will find some human trait that will knock us off the pedestal!" Numbers of times he emphasized this.
Then came the sad day when Ruth tearfully told me that Mark had been taken to the hospital that very morning. It was his time for transition. He had prepared me for it and I realized that our beloved Elizabeth would be taking over the complete work of the Ascended Masters here on earth. He had put every effort into developing a dedicated staff for her support. His work on this plane was finished but his service to us was not and it continues from the higher realms to this very day.
I shall never forget beloved Elizabeth as she carried out the memorial service for him with such love and dignity. After the final service and cremation at the Chapel of Rest on Fountain Drive, I went back to the mail room that evening to sort out the mail and I thought, "Shall I put Mark's mail in Elizabeth's box?" However I decided to put it in his box as usual. It had been his habit to check the mail daily and often he would reach into the middle of a stack and pull out a letter which had a problem such as a missing "Pearl" or Keepers' lesson. Immediately it had to be traced for any error on the part of the mail room staff.
On this particular night as I was putting the mail in his box I sensed a strong fragrance of musk perfume that Mark sometimes used. It was so very powerful that I motioned to Peter on the other side of the room to join me. "Do you smell what I do, Peter?" I asked. He shook his head, "Yes!" I said, "Mark is here!" We held out our hands as the vibrations were so intense. Gradually six or seven staff members just happened to come into the room. They all stood with outstretched hands bathed in his presence. Then the fragrance moved and they followed him all through the house.
Mark was always so appreciative of music. I can hear his booming voice singing "How Great Thou Art." One day as he was passing through the sanctuary I was practicing on the organ. He stopped and with such tenderness told me, "Ruth, I always love to hear you play." It filled me with such joy that after his passing I promised, "I am going to play the organ for you on Christmas Eve" (which is his birthday).
It happened that there was no service that night and I suddenly became aware of my promise. I was living at the Cheyenne Motel at the time because my room at the center had been taken for an office. "What shall I do?" I thought of going back to the church and then I remembered some organ music I had recorded on tape. I played it and sat back in my rocking chair and sensed Mark's presence as I said, "This organ music is for you, Mark."
It was well-known that Mark was a master of the weather. My latest evidence of Mark's assistance was during a severe storm. I was at the Safeway Store and it was just pouring rain in windy sheets. People had been waiting and waiting to get to their cars so I asked him for a "let up." It happened immediately so I could get to the car but when I arrived at La Tourelle with my pile of groceries, it was still pouring! Once more I made my request for a clear path and he obliged. He had a wonderful affinity with the elementals so that again I had passage to the house without getting wet!
One of the greatest gifts to beginners on the path is the cassette series of lectures by Mark on Cosmic Law. They are so homey, down-to-earth and they explain so clearly the Law. They are also a good introduction to Mark as a person. I often think how wonderful it will be when those of us who knew him so well have to make our own transition, that we will meet him in the heavenly realm with those who have ascended from our midst and the Ascended Masters for that great reunion. What a glorious day to look forward to when we can experience our ascension in the Light!
I have served with beloved Mark and Mother for twenty-five years - the most satisfying and enlightening of my life. I witness to the fact that they are the true Messengers of the age, endowed with the Holy Spirit, refusing all idolatry of themselves - insisting we read, study and use the teachings as our guide.
I personally know of Mark's fervor to create a well-trained spiritual staff for Mother's service as a Messenger of the Great White Brotherhood before he made his transition.
Since Mark's transition Mother has maintained a life of constancy to God's word in the Bible and obedience to the Ascended Masters' dictations for our spiritual understanding and self-discipline to overcome our negative karma and strive for the ultimate goal, the ascension. Such vast knowledge she feeds her "flock" makes me ask for more time to keep up with the acceleration of the teachings she releases.
"Read, study and apply the teachings" was Mark's constant advice.
Grateful, grateful, grateful, am I for their love and devotion to mankind and the Ascended Masters. I have been so blessed to know them both and their sincere efforts for our spiritual progress.
To return to December 24, 1990, Happy Birthday, Mark!