Vol. 36 No. 31 - I AM the Witness

Vol. 36 No. 31 - I AM the Witness - August 1, 1993

I AM the Witness

Finding the Master of My Childhood at
a Summit Lighthouse Study Group Meeting

Dear Mother,

I wanted to share the story of my search for you and the Masters. I hope it will bring an awareness to parents that children are quite often chelas on the Path, totally unbeknownst to their parents.

When I was ten years old an inner voice I heard at night before I would go to sleep urged me to meditate and taught me exercises in meditation. I practiced every morning and every night. When I became proficient at these exercises and could hold at will a deep state of meditation, a “man” appeared to me and held out his hand. What struck me was how very young and beautiful he looked for a man. I took his hand and thus began my two years of adventures in traveling with him and learning from him out of the body. Every afternoon when I would get home from school, I would meditate in my room and he would appear to me and teach me.

He took me to places that I now recognize as the retreats of the Brotherhood, and he introduced me to many other beautiful, loving beings. He also taught me much of the teachings of the Brotherhood about psychology–especially about how people’s past lives influence who and what they are today. He even helped me with my homework, and I began to get straight A’s and to love school. My teachers were astounded.

Then one day my mother found me in meditation and asked me what I was doing. She became very upset when I told her and made me promise never to do it again. I pleaded with her, saying that she didn’t understand these “people” and that they were so kind and loving and advanced that they couldn’t be evil, as she was telling me they must be. I had felt totally embraced in love by just being in their presence. The people I knew on earth seemed so cruel in comparison.

My mother was not convinced and although it broke my heart, I was obedient and stopped meditating. But I never forgot those beautiful “people,” especially the man who had been my teacher, and I wondered if my mom was wrong. My mother took me for a psychological evaluation. The evaluators just thought I was daydreaming or had schizophrenic tendencies. They didn’t seem to think my problem was anything severe, so they didn’t pursue it. My mother forgot about it, but I didn’t.

Years later in my twenties, I was studying yoga techniques and fasting for health reasons. A chronic kidney condition had necessitated my move from medical to self-treatment. Other than temporary relief from a two-year chronic kidney infection, I had received no relief from medical treatment. I decided to study health on my own and simply changed my diet, removing dairy and red meat. My kidney problem left and never returned.

I began reading books of the lives of the saints at this time and when I had exhausted the city library, which was fairly substantial, I decided to try the Catholic church library. The father there explained that books could not be removed, but I was welcome to read in the library. I picked out a book and sat down. It was a book of saints.

I cannot describe the feelings I felt when I turned a page and there in that book, in black and white, was the “man” I had known so long ago who had taught me so much. It was the one I now know as the Master K.H.–or, as he was identified in the book, Saint Francis. I knew then that I had not been daydreaming or schizophrenic or anything of the sort but that this man was or had been real. I had to find him.

I began searching every church, but there just was not anyone who taught much about him, not even the Catholic Church. And nothing came even close to explaining my childhood experiences. I looked for years and left many churches disappointed. Finally one day at a healing gathering in Oregon, I went to a lecture on elementals with my sister. The lecture was given by the leader of the Summit Lighthouse Portland Study Group. We were thrilled to find that someone knew about such things as elementals. The lecturer didn’t speak of the Masters then, but we were amazed to find out that there were others who had beliefs similar to our own and who recognized what we had always known as Truth.

He and his group invited us to come to their church. (I still had not made the connection between this group and the “man” I had known as a child, but it was coming.) The man who had given the lecture seemed to be everywhere I went for the next few weeks. It was uncanny! Since I knew he wasn’t doing it on purpose, I decided that maybe God was trying to tell me I should go to his church.

So I went to the Study Group for a Sunday service. I said to God as I walked into the house, “If this is where I belong, let them show me something about the ‘man’ (Saint Francis) whom I knew as a child.” Well, God answered and fast, because the entire service was on the Master K.H. and his embodiments, including Saint Francis! The man giving the lecture told us that the Master K.H. was in charge of working with children. Well, he definitely was in charge of working with me when I was a child! I sat through that service in total awe. I had found my home and my friends of light again.

It is interesting that a year or so later my mother came running up to me one day with a green book in her hand called The Magic Presence by Godfré Ray King. “You have to read this!” she said. “It tells all the things you told me when you were a child.”

That was a very healing day for both of us, as you can well imagine. My mother and sister have since embraced these Teachings. I am grateful to have found them. What amazes me is that it took me over twenty-two years of my life to see a picture of Saint Francis. It is so important to show pictures of the Masters to children so that they recognize them on inner planes even if they don’t in their outer awareness. I hope by my writing this, some other children won’t have to wait so long.

Mother, thank God you are here or I may never have found my way home!

Love,

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