Pearls of Wisdom

Vol. 33 No. 34 - I AM the Witness - September 2, 1990

 

I AM the Witness

This is my witness to the reality of the Ascended Masters through their anointed Messenger, Elizabeth Clare Prophet.

I attended my first conference at Easter, 1979. I had been a Keeper of the Flame for a year, but really didn’t have much contact with a Study Group or other students of the Ascended Masters. As I sat in the Chapel of the Holy Grail at Camelot, I was so happy to be directly in front of a large picture of El Morya for the first time.

The congregation was doing their decrees and I was trying to keep up with them. As I decreed, I looked at El Morya and was sending my love to him because I was very joyous to be there. To my surprise El Morya moved back and forth from his picture, almost like he was playing hide and seek with me. I just kept smiling and sending him love. He was extremely playful, almost winking at me. I especially related to him because he had big brown eyes, although I also saw him with blue eyes. The last time he moved out from his picture he sent a bolt of energy to my heart that was electrifying. I was very amazed at the energy I received and how much power this Master had. It sobered me up quite a bit because I realized I was not dealing with a happy-go-lucky Master, but one of great power and purpose.

Then the Messenger came on the platform and began to give a dictation by Amazonia. As soon as the dictation started, I saw multicolored rays of light beaming out from the Messenger. I thought it was a light show directed by the audiovisual crew, but looked around and saw no spotlights at all. I also looked to see if other people were noticing the beautiful bands of colors that were streaming from Mother. The whole chapel was filled with gold, blue and purple hues. Everyone was drenched in magnificent light colors, although no one was acting as if anything unusual was going on. So I perceived that the cosmic being Amazonia was causing this phenomenon. As soon as the dictation was finished, the room became normal again and there were no light rays coming from the Messenger.

About a year later I became a communicant of the Church. As a group of us were preparing to become communicants, I decided to do the Surrender Rosary to Mother Mary that morning before the ceremony. We were in the Chapel of the Holy Family, which had a beautiful statue of Mother Mary suspended on a cross placed above the altar. We were having a wonderful decree session in the chapel when the Messenger came in to give us a teaching and the blessing. I was meditating on Mother Mary and looking at her statue.

The moment the Messenger walked in I saw Mother Mary come into the statue and animate it. She was a beautiful young woman surrounded by pink cherubs and angels and she was suspended on a gold cross. From her Immaculate Heart, beams of light went everywhere and I felt my hardness of heart being dissolved in her presence. I could not take my eyes off of her Heart because it was sending out so much light. It was almost blinding. I could not stop the tears from falling down my cheeks. This continued for one and a half to two hours until the Messenger left the chapel. It was the greatest day of my life because, like other pilgrims at Fátima and Medjugorje, I had actually witnessed Mother Mary with my own eyes and heart.

 

 

Dear Hearts on the Path,

I had been working on staff in the editorial department at Camelot for about a year and a half when we began getting a certain project ready for publication. There were a lot of things that were new to me on the project and I was learning as I was going. Our timelines for having sections ready to send to the graphics department were tight. One Saturday evening I was asked to keep working instead of going to the Saint Germain service.

Toward the end of the evening I had finished my work so I went to join the service, but it was too late. The service was just ending. Before going home, though, I decided I would go in to the chapel to say some prayers.

I sat in the chapel off to the side near El Morya’s large portrait. I was thinking about the day and all the tests that had come my way. It had been a long and full day. While my mind was reviewing the day’s events, I felt a gentle pull on me as though I should go and kneel before El Morya’s picture and say a prayer to him. While I had seen others do that, I had never done it, but I found myself going to the side altar and kneeling in front of the Master’s portrait.

I started to pray to El Morya and raised my head to look up into his eyes. When I did, I saw El Morya was looking back at me. His portrait had come alive and I thought to myself, “I’m looking at El Morya, not his picture.”  His face was intensely radiant and around his head and face there was a shimmering white light, like a brilliant white cloud. I was speechless before this magnificent vision and flooded with the feeling of joy. The vision lasted only a few seconds. I heard a noise behind me and looked away. When I turned back to El Morya, the portrait had returned and the vision was gone.

The Messenger has told us that the Ascended Masters sometimes use their photographs or portraits to convey blessings and that they love each one of us individually. My vision of El Morya is a testimony to this truth, to El Morya’s care and blessing extended to me at the end of a long day of striving. I have never had another experience like this and it is one that I will never forget.

I am grateful for this opportunity to record my “Witness” about El Morya. I know we all have special moments and inner experiences with the Masters which we haven’t shared before. While I was writing this account, I realized I was feeling much of the joy that I had during this experience and it made me doubly grateful.

 

With love,

 

 

Dear Mother, Dear Staff at the Inner Retreat,

This is my testimony of the truth of the Teachings of the Great White Brotherhood and of Mother truly being the Messenger of God.

Ever since I heard about the Inner Retreat for the first time, I have had a constant and intense longing to be there at Maitreya’s Mystery School and serve with my fellow chelas there. However, due to different circumstances in my life, I have been unable to have this dream of mine fulfilled.

In 1989, I was blessed to be serving at the Chicago Teaching Center while working at my job in the city. In May of 1989, Mother visited the Teaching Center on her way back to the Ranch from the conference in New York, and we were all very excited.

When she came, Mother announced to us the pending completion of the El Morya 3 tape and we were very pleased to hear the wonderful songs from the tape. When the song “Forget Me Not” was played, I found myself transported up into the Light of God in total bliss, completely open to God, like a child trustingly throwing himself into the arms of a loving father. I know that Mother’s physical presence made this possible and I also think that I was more than usually open to the octaves of Light.

My longing to be at the Ranch burned on intensely and undiminished. I remembered Mother’s words, which she has said on many occasions, that she is with us wherever we are and that we but have to invoke her mantle and Lanello’s and they will be with us and will be able to intercede for us. So I always invoked their mantle when we were having decree services at the Teaching Center.

One Saturday evening, I was conducting the Saint Germain service with another chela. At the end of the service, we usually sang a song to Beloved El Morya facing his picture in the sanctuary. On this particular evening when the song was played I turned around to face El Morya’s picture, but this time it was not El Morya’s–but Mother’s loving eyes smiling at me through El Morya’s picture!  This experience lasted only for a few seconds and then it was El Morya’s eyes in his picture again, but it was so real and tangible as if Mother were actually physically there. And I knew she was, and I know that she is wherever we are, if we invoke her mantle and presence.

This experience also told me that where El Morya is, there is Mother, where Mother is, there is El Morya. I know that many people can testify to this, having received El Morya’s words and teachings from Mother on numerous occasions.

I am eternally grateful to have a living Guru, Elizabeth Clare Prophet, and to have found this most wonderful Teaching and this beautiful Path to God. All glory to God.

 

Very sincerely and with all my love,