The Pantry- 30th May 1991

It is truly a blessing in life to have a well-stocked pantry and well-stocked bookshelf! Both foodstuffs of both body and mind must offer substantial appeasement of an otherwise overwhelming hunger, which invariably leads to certain depleting, even death, if not given proper nourishment!

Specific instruction is necessary for those who cannot yet form the questions. You are welcome to ask, and we urge that for your own peace of mind that you try. It is not always possible for a message to get through to a closed mind however, and so pick some middle-ground and we can both try our best.

Speech, Sound & the Meeting of Two Worlds- 29th May 1991

THE parrot can be taught a vast vocabulary, which in imitation of the spoken word can mimic recognizably, human speech. It cannot however, grasp the talent for inflection and meter, and lacks expression and also the musical qualities which give to language the emphasis that one is used to interpret.

A talking computer can do much more than the parrot, with a synthesis of electrical components that drone and repeat when prompted by the correct cue. However the computer has not even the vitality of speech that it part imparts, and is completely inept as regards exciting communication. (Regarding speech, not the information.)

The Sirens who called Ulysses, held the power in their vocals alone to incite men to their doom, to hold them captive and spellbound by the qualities of their projected voice - a voice from the spirit, that called to the spirit that the spirit might break loose from life's mortal reins and return home on its passage through those great seas of time and eternity. Their songs appealed to the sailors with sweet tears and fierce passion; as many a mariner today will testify, as the lapping of the waves, the cry of the gull pitched with the winds, still stirs these men to leap over the bough with excitement; and with apprehension one must restrain from that one step down into salt and sea.

It is the quality of voice that invokes the response from the heart and soul of a man. Words can never be enough, in any measure, to compare with the influence invoked by the breath. To feel the power of many a passage, take the poem or the prayer and give it certain existence in the ether, expelling and propelling it outwardly; flinging open, so to speak, the golden cage and so setting free the winged thought carried by the voice.

The vow of silence was never an exercise of personal restraint - it was held to be for the good of the cloister, that the inner path should not be subjected to such interference or distraction from the contemplative life - words being kept to a minimum and sung rather than spoken, with divine intent. When issued forth, such few utterances became more or less impotent within the outer world, although the meditations were strong and pure, and the local atmosphere congenial to a quiet dis-impassioned life.

Those who seek to experiment with plants will find that the growth responds dramatically to the voice, rather than by thought alone.

As the chapel would hearken its people by massive bells, as the farmer knew the milk to be sweeter from his cow that wore her bell, we may bring to the physical world the stimulation of the etheric vitalities, through the vehicle of sound. Man constantly effects dramatic changes and experiences with this interaction between the physical existence which reaches the higher realms through the passage of sound, sound imbued with a rhythm and life. 

Sound is of course, generally thought of as an effect that is audible, however all sounds are offspring, and are of themselves, that which is what it is. Heaven is a symphony - physical existence a cacophony!

The ability to hear, to determine through that particular sense, is but a vague interpretation within a certain range of limited value, of living, propelling emissions that are to be experienced audibly by us. However all life has such a reality that can be audibly interpreted, had one the ears capable of hearing.

'The Word' as told of by John, is indeed but that. We are that Word, and all that is and ever was is but a word to be heard!

Sound enables us to gauge where the worlds of the physical and etheric meet. From identifying certain sounds we are able to interpret a given effect that is being imparted to the world. The quality of a given sound implies the quality of that which is given out into the worlds.

A most wonderful expression!

Pearls- 27th May 1991

PEARLS have been symbolic of wisdom, and natural pearls have been rare to find. The oyster flourishes in great number, but the pearls are few to meet the demand and therefore purse, of the ordinary man.

So often one strikes pearls therefore, that have been artificially seeded. This also can apply to truth itself, that Man has tried to harvest that which is of his own making. Yet the expert jeweller can nearly always cite the distinctions between the natural and the man-interfered-with, pearl.

Systems of thought can often be traced back to a particular assumption of which the entire framework of supporting ideas is built upon layer upon layer. In a certain sense, this is creativity- the seeding and the result. But in relation to truth these systems can be slightly or dramatically deficient in certain qualities, which render them something less than the truth.

It is not the grit that makes a pearl a pearl. The timing of the seeding determines either:-

a) The abortion of the grit.

b) The irregularities of form.

c) The true spherical perfection.

d) The subsequent color.

Often within a seabed a harvest shall bring either many beautiful examples, or else none because of these factors; in relation to the moon and when the growth of the pearl had just begun. 

Within the world of ideas held by men, this timing in relation to cosmic influences determines the sphere of thought, that although is forever seeded, aborts, malforms, perfects and is colored in a particular way. If this were not so historically, the world of thought should not have altered as it has done. For the thought-world of Man (within this sea: our consciousness) relies on the heavenly influences to stream through and imbue the very impulses that give offspring to certain forms of thought.

Thus there are many opportunities arising at alternating episodes, and much excitement when, because conditions are suitable, new impulses are to be received.

If one should ever offer you a string of beads painted with nail lacquer, do not be deceived! In truth, we must work layer upon layer, with the seed of compassion being central to our sphere which we build upon, working upon one pearl of wisdom to add to the string worn at the neck of our Father, as a token of gratitude and devotion.

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Our Lady of Perpetual Hope,

Our Lady of Perpetual Sorrow;

Hear me that I might add just one more grievance,

Hear me that all might be better tomorrow . . .

I, Us, We, Them- 1991

NOT one single truth belongs to a man. He is not the creator and it is not dependent upon him for existence. Lively thoughts, life imbued, may be experienced by a man as he sees fit. Nonetheless, all wisdom which does flow out from the Eternal Truths bears no price other than love's labor and cannot be attributed to any one or any group.

Also one cannot 'authorize' a piece of work set before you. The sole determinant: the choice - the denominator is set by one. One must learn to decide for oneself.

It is one thing to respect authority; it is another to disrespectfully engage in speculation as to that authority. For if one really accepts that there are senior fellows who are trying their level best to assist, but have visions and insight which surpass the current mean, does one suppose that speculation will bring you closer?

Any activity carried out in the name of God is dubious. By all means make effort to comply with the Will of God, but be silent in tribute and take responsibility for what is done by your hand and not lay blame upon another. Up-front honesty, not pretentiousness; humility realized and not false conceit; the harshest judge in the world is yourself.

The problem of anonymity as to what and how and why, is so much more severe for us; and now you come to a little of the same. Falsehoods are wrong, but the truth in part, may too be misleading. How does one confront the world honestly and yet hold back for fear of saying too much? 

Added to that, the believers will believe, whatever the case; the disbelievers as well, shall hold to their courses respectively.

Names, names, names! What’s in a name? - everything and nothing! Do we close the temple door; do we refuse entrance or pick and choose? We all know that this is not the way of the Master. 

Do we oblige all and make of a zoo that which is curious, and peculiar? Unsensed, we may startle the unpresuming. Would you dispose folk to impositions of placing authority before truth?

Does one imply that all of this comes from a far distant land, a long, long, time ago: the Ancient Wisdom? When in fact it's as close as the heart and lives very much now, to be acknowledged and assessed in the light of this day.

Do we characterize or make caricature - distract, extract or simplify the notions?

The question of authorship is indeed a 'sticky' one. Folk have the right to inquire about the source of these works - as does he who would drink of the well: be it sweet or stale, or for that matter, contaminated.

However, all is made clear in good time, and the messages offered are what they are, without false promise and without instantaneous compliance to demands. 

The respect for patience has to be reiterated time and time again. For only through a teaching applied, one may fully come to realize the wisdom of that teaching.

One cannot be covetous. There can be no envy afforded for the typist. A treasure that is imparted, be it secondhand, is as ever valuable and to be valued. Generosity of spirit acknowledges that in this instance someone had to place words on paper and that someone has chosen to execute the job at hand. But ask nothing more of the typist. Learn to be content with what you have. Value that and go on from there.

One name alone can have racial connotations. Real names are private and exclusive, and would provide no real insight to the reader.

We must look and look again at that quiet unpresuming stranger before you. If we look to find the Master in every man, then perhaps we come closer to recognising one whom we should respect as such. There is too much importance given - for the wrong reasons - as to authorship. Hearsay is never acquaintance and but a small imitation of.

They shall come to know the origins of truth by the testing of the lessons.

Your Most Humble Savant,

X

P.S. By the way, folk usually sign their name X when they cannot sign anything else. XXX - Three kisses, that seems nice.