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I must give that will to all who stand innocently before me, hopefully raising the cup of their consciousness & timidly invoking that will & yet always holding back just a little. But I can hold nothing back when I AM called into action. I live but to externalize that will & as the water runs impersonally thru the channel that is opened to it so does my conscious self rush to & thru the lifestreams who in the silence of their own chambers make the great surrender, a surrender of self & pride & purpose & who say not without deep subjugation, "Thy will be done."

Beloved friends, in that hour when you invoke the sacred fire of God's will & I the servant of that fire respond, I can but promise that after the surrender is accepted, you will find that the will of God for you is much more harmonious & comfortable than that which your fondest dreams could depict as your own human will for yourself.

Truth & the will of God always go hand in hand. This is our year. It is to be a year of great light & yet a year of great discipline for those who have stepped forth upon the path. In friendship may I say that I will soften as much as it is possible according to my nature the flow of those energies into your experiences.

Sanat Kumara must be released! His work is well done. His love even the masters themselves can scarcely comprehend, nor his patience when he has looked upon the sleeping race, all potential lightbearers, choosing to slumber on while he gives his maximum radiation to keep Earth which is their home in the chain not for a century or two but for millions of years! Earth is a small revolving orb which in this galaxy is not more than a speck of dust & whose light if snuffed out would scarcely make a flicker in the radiance of the whole. Yet it is the planetary home of ten billion lifestreams who could only find mastery if Earth were sustained as their cradle.

Each one of you when you wear your immortal garments, when you have accepted the invitation of your God-Presence, & when you stand God-free in blazing light will stand there only because Sanat Kumara believed enough in your light & life to do for you what you should have done for yourself for countless eons of time. If he had not, the evolution would have passed into the second death & as an individual consciousness you would have been no more. Is that not a debt to be paid best by becoming wherever you are a focus for the expansion of the light thru every soul you contact?

You are paying for your own life in your service to him. You are paying for your immortality all down thru the eons of time that have not yet been unfurled when you will have being because of his love. Every sunrise you see, every flower that gives of its perfume, every friend & loved one that warms your heart you enjoy because you have life, which is the gift of his patience & his service in sustaining it.

Think about it! Someone has loved the universe enough, someone has loved you enough to meet your obligations & wipe them off before the Karmic Board year after year, embodiment after embodiment & century after century. You know the gratitude you feel in the world of form when an individual will meet your obligation & relieve you of that pressure just once!

Lemuria was an age of tremendous illumination & perfection. In Atlantis thousands of lifestreams were able to emit light, to precipitate, to levitate. Angels & masters walked visibly by the side of unascended beings. Sanat Kumara, full of hope, saw the close of his exile. He was thinking of Venus, his heart burning with love for his home, the sacred fire visible upon the altars. here on Earth sickness, death & desolation were wiped out. Folding his garments about him he was ready to let the dust of Earth fall from his Presence. Then back thru the centuries fell the race! Back into exile came Sanat Kumara!

What consciousness would stand with the fall of every golden age before the Karmic Board & say, "I renew my vow, I shall remain. They will yet arise. They will yet emit light!"?

& the Karmic Board more than once counseled him to linger no longer, that the mercy of the law had exhausted itself, that divine justice would no longer accept a sacrifice of such tremendous proportions, of such tremendous love. I have stood there, you have stood there as that great dignified Lord of Life quietly & firmly said, "I shall remain." & the light of Venus dimmed in his eye & the thoughts of home receded from his sweet consciousness lest the very pull of that love would weaken his resolve.

I have stood on Venus by the side of Sanat Kumara's beloved & saw her filled with increasing hope as the hour of his exile neared completion, & then I have seen her turn & walk back into the City of the Sun with her shoulders squared, her eyes facing the heart of the Presence. For another million years her loved one would be doing the work of others.

That, my children, is love. that is what fires me with enthusiasm, with determination to find among the sons & daughters of men some who would love as Venus has. That is the inspiration that brought me to the side of St. Germain when he stood among the ruins of his last endeavor. That is the fire that took me into the very Presence of Helios & Vesta themselves & asked for an opportunity to reach those chelas who had served with me in many a tight corner thru the ages. That is the fire that beat within my heart as I stood before the great Maha Sahib & in the face of his great wisdom made me say, "I believe I can find men & women to hold this Bridge, to fan the dying embers of truth, to stir the souls of men & to set these God-beings free."

Justice & right must prevail. Men & women have benefited by the patience & love of this God-being & yet refuse to serve when they know what he has done! This is a crusade, my dear ones, in which my spirit, my soul, the fire of my being is vested, & before I AM thru there will not be one incoming soul who will not kneel before his light. I asked the Lords of Karma to withhold a physical body from any lifestream who is to come thru the gates of birth until that soul agrees to use its energies to emit the light which sets that great being free. This is a dispensation that has not yet been granted.

I AM a man of determination & purpose. It is the will of God that the men & women of Earth give forth the light to make this star shine. At inner levels it is a disgrace to look upon the sweet Earth, to hear it groan & cry & squeak upon its axis & to witness the effluvia from the hearts of men that the blessed elementals are forced to clean. Come forth now, my friends, & let us be about our Father's business. I thank you, & good night! MORYA


Saint Germain: Letter from Francis (Bacon), Oct 1, 1946, dictated to G. Innocente

To the aspiring friends, greetings! I look with fondness upon your loving, gentle hearts aspiring to wisdom & the accomplishments of the spirit. I think backward upon the days when I too, bound in the heavy garments of unyielding flesh, pursued a like road toward the ever-beckoning achievement of mastery.

During my years of political life in England I learned that for the seer there is no peace in outer living. Again & again my attempts to pierce the mysteries were interfered with by the pull of human interference. The so-called tragedy of my political career gave me the opportunity for which I had longed, the freedom from duty to the filthy, sordid wheels of political intrigue.

I left England with my books & manuscripts for a small & uncharted island, Bermuda, that I had discovered in my earlier years while sailing. I had found a cave where uninterrupted I might pursue the course of my philosophical thinking. I brought with me provisions for my simple wants & arranged with an old & trustworthy servant that from time to time he would sail out to my sanctuary with necessary equipment for the sustaining of my body's life until my earthspan was completed.

I simple equipped a small cave, hidden well amidst a grove of low-growing evergreens, that no house nor hut might attract the attention of the teeming masses that might perchance escape their usual haunts & thru freak of nature's storms or an unhappy quirk of their own thinking find themselves in the vicinity of my self-chosen exile. Curiosity being one of the ugly propensities of the unawakened, I shuddered to even contemplate their delight at discovering my beautiful island & shattering its silent beauty by their noisome merriment.

& so as my faithful friend's boat sailed away in the twilight I turned serene & happy at heart to my lovely island at last to know peace & the uninterrupted serenity of Godly living. Ah me, I smile yet at my innocence! A man alone freed from the turmoil of outer living on the brink of heaven!

Slowly at first & then in most intensifying pressure I found that I was not alone. A million teeming thoughts of unhappy origin stretched across the bridge from my island to the homeland. A million agonizing, heartrending feelings raised ephemeral figures of the loved ones & the ones despised. a thousand body cries rose as wind & rain & weather changed the atmosphere of my habitation. Ah, then did I learn the truth that after I affirmed, "Man resists persons, places, conditions & things because he has not mastered himself!"

& there amidst the bluest skies, the softest silvery sand, & the most exquisite greenery of nature I faced the tempest. All the hell of Europe's brothel & my heartbreak & my ignominious suffering was within me. I could not read nor study. I paced the shores of my island in horror to find the creatures of my own making. Never was man nearer madness than your humble servant! I knew then truly why man & the whole world is kept busy in much outer doing rather than face the truth that lies within himself. & then when the shock of my discovery had somewhat abated, I began at the beginning in the firm knowledge that all, both good & evil, was within myself.

& with ever growing clamness & understanding I began to unravel the good from the evil & to become master of self, to know tranquility.

Thus, to you dear aspiring ones, I AM grateful that you shall be spared the full impact of facing the dweller on your threshold thru the merciful grace of the violet consuming flame. I determined after my own experience to perfect some alchemical process whereby the aspirant might have softened this terrible experience & awakening, & I urge you now in your forward progress to use that flame to hasten your entrance into the sphere of tranquility.

Lovely friends, blessed be your progress. I love you every one. May you from this simple letter learn that where ever you go here or above, you must always take yourself, & that nothing but yourself causes your pain. & nothing but your self will see your victory.

Gratefully & sincerely, your FRANCIS


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