11.30pm at my house.
It is the night before Alyson and I go to LA to record the audio book version of The King Who Came To Earth. I should be resting but I know that now is the time I must meditate so I do so for over an hour. I figure I have chosen well with my Master and The Aetherius Society and stood fast for over 50 years, taking all the major opportunities presented to me and staying with them – I have stood fast. Made mistakes, absolutely, but through them all I have stood fast. So rightly or wrongly I think I should know God. I’ve been proactive in making choices along the way and overall I got the major ones right. I was proactive about standing fast and though I did not always do it right, I did it very actively, so I stood fast. But I have not been proactive about knowing God. I have fallen into the trap that I suspect others have too of thinking that it will happen naturally without any particular effort from me, but how could it? And how could I or anyone else handle it if it did? Yes, I’ve done regular practices but I need to take it up another notch. Not for the sake of any particular power, nor bliss, nor even peace and not even to “become an adept”, purely and simply to know God. It may happen, I think it might, let’s find out. Seated on my bed, legs in tailor position, pillows against my back, door closed, table lamp on, eyes closed, breathing. “Breathe – Restrain – Know”, I was told. So I follow that guideline, sometimes holding breath in, sometimes out, intermittent breaths between restraints, the lights and then the third eye seems to form, violet in colour as usual but a yellow surround. I think the three faces are imposed upon each other rather than next to each other, but I could be wrong about that – perhaps you only see the face you’re meant to see at any specific moment. Ringing in the ears building up. I could break down that sound, but I don’t want to be distracted from my purpose. I turn out the table lamp, darkness in the room, I close my eyes, darkness and then a small, dynamic pin prick of white light, as if to remind me and then gone. The third eye seems to form, but that’s not my purpose. I have to still the mind, not repress the vrittis but let them subside into nothing. And then it happened and, forgive me, I can’t be sure of the sequence of events, but these are some of them. A mild pain at the base of the spine, very familiar that, not excruciating as the Master described but discernible, at most a discomfort. A movement of the sphincter muscles and an immediate reaction in my third eye, vision of greater clarity, a trance like feeling as the energies move upwards into the head. A slight resistance to this from my mind and the trance like state fades and then again several times. I am aware of internal mental resistance. At one point a concern that I will lose my personality, my self, my being consumed in God, a fear, a slight panic causing the state to recede, and then back and at it. A few things happened. Was it “high intuition” as referred to by Mars Sector 6 in the Fourth Freedom? I very clearly state the A-U-M as a thought, but not initiated by me or coming from my mind. Something in me repeated the Word, it wasn’t me, but it was ME. It wasn’t a message – I know that experience, it’s completely different. This was coming from inside of me, not from an outside source. I am God, I am Brahma and a host of Sanskrit words including Mahavishnu, Atman, Krishna, Gurudeva. I was thinking them without any conscious intention to do so. I am God. I am not one with God because even that thought is a suggestion of separation, a seed which needs to be fried as Patanjali might put it. It takes two to become one, I am singular, only one but what else am I? Anything and everything. At the same time a strong firm line of magnetic force which I attached to for that moment and I felt I could move kundalini with magnetic attraction upwards, up the back of the neck into the head and outwards. And then I let that go. I knew that God is all life so I am all life. Lower astral entities who admired their leaders – some type of triumvirate who despised their followers – their lackeys except when they were useful to them. And higher mental realm entities who now wish they’d been more active on the physical plane, less concerned with their own development, because then their karma would allow them to reincarnate and help actively at this dangerous time – a danger they were fully aware of, more even than we are. And those in their long robes with arms outstretched they join in ritualistic movements joyously. A mountain – firm, strong, feeling when boulders fall away, break away from it, feeling this loss, yet still strong, upright, purposeful. And a hedgehog – scurrying along, feeling protected by its sharp coat, and yet a hint of fear about this. Jungle animals – ruthless, but gaining experience, all entities being given the chance to gain the experience they need to go back to God. I am the Law. It wasn’t my mind, it came from another place. I didn’t think it, I knew it. Even a pebble on a path has a karmic pattern. All life going back to God through multifarious paths – I am the Law. I know God because I am God. A tiny step, not the massive stride experienced by Dr. George King and a handful of others. But a tiny step is still a step, and it can be followed by other steps, and gain momentum. Yes, I know God. The path has led me here through the right Service, with sufficient prolonged effort, it has led me here. And this meditation has taken me over the threshold of knowing God. Just over the threshold, perhaps just one step over it, but over it. Beyond belief, beyond faith, I know, which means that you can too. God is within you. God is within all life. You can realise your God potential. That note was written on the plane journey after this experience. Dr. King was fully immersed, had a full immersion, transmuted all emotion into immersion in samadhi, but here I just dipped a toe into that ocean and knew God. The inner voice was the still small voice of God, the voice of the silence, without character or timbre or accent or even limited to language. Early on as I detached from me to become ME I felt a love for my body which I observed in an impersonal way but with this love, knowing that every sinew of it was God. And then more briefly a love for my mind and then on. Another experience, which I omitted to include in the audio recording, took me to a bar in another country. A man spoke in defence of the community, I heard his words, I knew his feelings, I was him. A woman supported him and a small group of older people supported him as he definitely refused to be intimated by a gang of youths who had come into that bar. The leader of the youths was amused, he wasn’t going to retaliate, it wasn’t worth it, for that moment I was him too. Also during the experience I saw the Master Jesus and felt his immeasurable love for humanity despite all their frailties and then humans were miniscule in size compared to this Master. Yes, I can now state that I have dipped my toe in the ocean of samadhi. I’m becoming increasingly aware of the fact that samadhi is a trance condition.
I suppose it should have been obvious. When you start to experience the nature of this condition, as I’m just beginning to do, it becomes clear. You can see why Dr. King had no conscious recall of the transmissions he had received, but had to hear them replayed, because his entire focus was on the reception of the thought beam or beams, but also because he had negated/transmuted conscious thinking and bypassed the normal function of memory. I am also understanding, for the first time, why there is paralysis in the lower limbs – or at least one reason for it, namely, that again the normal conscious and unconscious processes that enable physical functioning have been bypassed or negated or transmuted as this trance condition is entered. Another thing I’ve noticed is just how pleasing it is to start to enter a positive trance while, at the same time, becoming aware of the tremendous resistance to it from the normal mental processes. I would call it an instinctive resistance. There is a fear of losing control and therefore resisting trance which kicks in from the conscious and subconscious minds. Immediately the intellect wants to analyse and think about what is happening which, of course, acts as a barrier to it. I can see, although I haven’t fully achieved this by any means, that it would be an act of surrender to fully enter samadhic trance. That the conscious mind will be defeated by it and will have to willingly accept that defeat. One might accept this logically but will also have to do so instinctively and subconsciously as well. Work in progress. ------------------------------ It’s all about knowing God and that can only be done by going within. In the stillness, in the silence, when the conscious mind subsides into non-activity, and super-consciousness engulfs your being, you know. It is not belief or even faith, but a state of knowing. It is not the powers gained along the way, whether strong or mild, nor even the effulgent light in the third eye, ofttimes violet in hue, or any other higher sense awakening. You know, you realise you are one with God, you are God, so God exists. Not that I have achieved this state or anywhere near its fullness, but just enough to know that such a state exists. My favourite book title has always been – How to know God, the Christopher Isherwood book based on the aphorisms of Patanjali. Not that it’s the best book on the subject, my favourite is Raja Yoga by Swami Vivekananda. But as Swami Vivekananda said: “What is the proof of God? Direct perception, Pratyaksha…But this perception is no sense perception at all; it is super-sensuous, super-conscious.” I’ve always known this but somewhere I forgot it. Samadhi is not seeing through the third eye, it is oneness with God. Only then do you know that God exists. Only then do you know God. So all I can say is, bring it on, Pratyaksha here I come. This morning I was working on an address to be delivered in Los Angeles on our Master’s birthday about him. As I was in the middle of preparing it I was highly inspired and “on a roll” as it were.
I could have continued for at least another hour with inspiration flowing but had to stop in order to get ready for and lead Operation Prayer Power. This I realised is an example of what Mars Sector 6 referred to in the Fourth Freedom as the transmutation of mental energies upon the plane of inspiration, called high intuition, at which stage meditation is possible. I had to control the inspirational flow and detach from it because high intuition determined that I perform a more important act at that time. Many a creative artist, writer, composer, etc., even including geniuses, might have regarded it as artistic sacrilege to stop a flow of inspiration for any other purpose because they had no higher purpose than their art. That’s something I can relate to. In the Fourth Freedom, Mars Sector 6 attributes two main keys to bring about this transmutation: strict control and the manipulation of one’s karma through service. This is an example of a transmutation of mental energies through service in my small example when Operation Prayer Power was a more urgent responsibility than the preparation of this address. But I also realised that as kundalini rises to a particular chakra – let’s say, for example, the heart chakra – great inspiration is experienced through the mental energies in that centre. High intuition sooner or later will guide you to raise the kundalini higher into the throat centre. To do this requires detachment from those mental energies and, if you’re able, the closing of that centre so that you can lodge kundalini –this could be, certainly in my case, just a partial rise of kundalini of course – in the throat centre. And through that rise you’ve transmuted mental energies upon the plane of inspiration – in this case connected to the heart centre – under the guidance of high intuition. This would be a case of strict control. Maybe that’s why Dr. King says that an adept will be a genius, but a genius in several things. Unlike the artistic genius whose inspiration is usually confined to one discipline such as painting, writing or composing, or sometimes even a single aspect of that discipline such as piano music, or short stories. An adept, you might say, because of service and strict control is a jack of all trades of genius or at least some of them. On February 7th, 2023, today, I want to add that when you raise the kundalini to enter meditation you could be gaining very positive, absolutely beautiful psychic impressions and inspirations and you have to detach even from those. You’re not just detaching from lower things, you might be detaching from wonderful revelations, prophecies, great realisations and insights of various kinds. Even those have to go – at that point they have to go. Because they’re limitations when it comes to going beyond mind, which is the journey – certainly the conscious and sub-conscious mind anyway – that you’re on into pure super-consciousness. Ultimately, of course we are told in cosmic consciousness, which is way beyond my remit here, we’re going beyond mind. A couple of days ago I received a communication from a higher source with a three-word message designed to induce a samadhic state which was: “Breathe – Restrain – Know”.
This I believe has more meanings than it may appear to at first sight and to me, is very much work in progress. It was impressed upon me that the cosmic teachings, especially those of the Master Aetherius and Mars Sector 6, must be demonstrated as soon as possible. Only then can it be stated as a matter of fact rather than a matter of faith or belief alone, that they work. This means that someone has to demonstrate that following these teachings with their major focus on service, does lead to samadhi. So this is yet to be done – more work in progress. ------------------------------ For years I have pondered a statement made by Dr. King in his lecture on the Cosmic Plan given in Amersham in 1974 which I was privileged to attend. In which he described himself as a yogi who was trained to control his emotions up to a certain point, but that he was affected by the sacrifice made by the Mother Earth. Many thoughts arise from this statement especially when you consider what he did for the Mother Earth through missions like Operation Sunbeam and so on. But I was also interested in the concept of yoga training leading to a control of emotions – which means of course, control not suppression. This has to happen in life, but I hadn’t yet experienced it in this manner directly through yoga. I have now, very directly and very immediately, as the kundalini starts to rise above the solar plexus centre and the function of that centre starts to be inhibited. Immediately a detachment is brought about from certain types of emotion and I’m sure this must be true of other centres too. Part of me doesn’t really like this, to be honest. It is a natural consequence of this procedure and it happens, in fact it has to happen in order to go higher. It is something like a switch in a circuit, but much more difficult than that. Perhaps I will get accustomed to it and I’m not taking it to mean a lasting control necessarily so much as something which happens, it has to happen, at that moment. There must be some kind of change brought about as a result of this experience, though I don’t take it to be permanent at this stage. That remains to be seen. ------------------------------ I’ve been raising kundalini above the solar plexus centre and taking it to each of the higher centres in turn, but I must stress emphatically that this is only a partial rise. I don’t know what percentage of a full rise it might be, but I would think it is a very low figure indeed. A figure well short of 25% would be my guess. I have some sensation of activating and closing each centre as the force rises upwards to the next one. I did notice today that when I activated, albeit minimally, the throat centre, some beautiful words came to me along the following lines: “the heat is that of bare feet on the desert floor as the ochre-coloured Sun brings light to the brain.” Those may not be the exact words, but they are close to them. It was not a message from another source, it came from within me and yet these are not phrases I would use normally because I’ve never walked on a desert, in this life, and I don’t use the word ochre to describe colours. Yet it is a very beautiful image, describing the heat associated with kundalini in a vivid way, and the Sun in a certain form as a source of enlightenment. ------------------------------ It became clear to me this morning during these practices that raising the kundalini, activating and controlling the higher chakras and raising consciousness to the third eye produces the elixir of life. Count St. Germain reportedly described this as a fluid contained in a phial and that is probably true but only part of the truth. It may even have been a useful explanation to give the uninitiated about his longevity of hundreds of years. More importantly than even such a physical phial is the inner secretion of energetic composition flowing from the enlightened mind. Ojas is not only or even mainly a product of sexual activity, it originally derives from the brain. Once activated it can “flow” through lower aspects of your being and one of the effects of that could be overcoming the aging process. In Tibetan teaching such as the “Yogas of Naropa” (the master of Marpa who was master of Milarepa), this is called, I believe, the Tig-les, plural because there’s both a positive and a negative Tig-le from a magnetic point of view. So, at an inner level, this is the real elixir of life based on my experience this morning and we’ll have to see how that works out going forward. |
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