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By the light and the leave of the Blessed Virgin, I am come to address you, my beloved. For I would not leave you comfortless, though you have been abundantly comforted by God, by the Holy Spirit, and by Saint Germain.
Beloved of my heart, I would deliver a word to you. And my word concerns your own fulfillment of the fiery coil.
I am in the universe of light. And you are in the universe where there appears to be light and darkness. Let us consider, then, how we will walk together in this plane of consciousness, aware of the inner universe and yet in the perspective that all is not well, all is not whole within this - this place to which we have been assigned.
I AM your own Lanello. I come with endearment. I come with a very special love for this soil, this continent, the great art and beauty, the profound understanding that has come forth - and with a remembrance of many friendships, not the least of which your own.
I, therefore, desire to place upon you the awareness that my mantle is available. It hangs upon a hanger - may it not be for long - in your closet. May it not remain there. May you take it down and wear it, not only on special occasions but as a daily garment.
I would fasten my heart to your own. And I promise that I will be there when you speak my name and direct my flame into every condition.
When you must take the platform and speak the Word, call for my mantle - it is my Electronic Presence. Call, then, to me and know that the Holy Spirit that flows through me is available as a kindling light to kindle a great conflagration the world around.
Let it not be the exception but the rule
That members of this body no longer play the fool
But come into that alignment with my own fellow
And therefore may remember
A few words of poetry from Longfellow1
Penned by my hand and yet
Tumbling down the corridor of light
From other selves and higher Gurus
And sponsoring masters.
I have been the recipient of the light of far-off worlds. It is the least and the most humble offering of myself to give to you the wrapping of that robe of light around you. May it be a toga, a sari, a cape invincible! May it be whatever is the requirement of the hour.
I bear a sword that glistens in my hand! Extraordinarily, it is in my left hand today. For in my right, I bear the Book of the Law. And I consider it even more powerful to change the course of history than the sword itself, save it be the sword of the spoken Word.
Take the book to heart and let it become the rock and the foundation of the turning of cycles. Even so is the wisdom of the great tome of God a mighty comfort on your Path.
May you know the Law - and, in knowing it, speak with authority. May you meditate upon our spoken Word and the written Word until, so saturated with the crystal flow of convergent streams of higher worlds, you go forth endued with the dewdrop of Life, the nectar of the Buddha, and the single drop of the sacred blood of Christ.
Essence! Essence it is, as you distill the perfume of lily of the valley and therefore breathe in even the auric emanation of the holy Mary.
So understand how there is the compressing, in the white fire core of thy Life, of all that is the distillation of the Word of the Great White Brotherhood. Let it be animated by the flame of the heart! Let those who have not the Light depart, else bow before it and cease! their interlocutions based on the exceptionings - that is, the taking exception to the rule, the law, the Word, the love itself.
When love is given and is not understood but only analyzed, it cannot be partaken of.
Let the lovers of God appear! Let them draw near to my heart. For I have understood the distillation of the rose.
To which part may one point and say, "Ah! from this comes the essence"? Where is the perfume of the heart of God? Truly, it is beyond the form. Truly, there is a transcending spiral whereby you pass through the form to the Sun behind the sun. And then doth the true matrix appear.
I am with Kuan Yin - and I shall be there!2 For I am becoming known as the trainer of cosmic stumpers, even as I am trainee under hosts of other worlds who keep me informed always as to the next challenge, so that I may behold where we are going in the ultimate sense - while your eye is upon the donut and not the hole, keeping track of that goal in the very immediate sense of the day-by-day overcoming.
Each hour is a conclusion. Each nightfall brings a solemn end and a supreme joy to a day of giving and receiving of Light.
I plant my flame upon this soil. I plant it in your heart! I come with a release of radiation and the full extent of that necessary God-mastery that is illumined.
Illumination flowing, rising higher,
Bursting forth yellow fiery flowers
Joyous, hopeful, wise
Penetrating, mystifying, sighing
And yet, with a sigh of the Divine Breath,
Revealing and unfolding the mystery of Life.
Life is a yellow fire of the Buddha.
Life is the intensity of Christic halo.
Life is the rejoicing and the laughter of God
At those who attempt to place categories and lines
Crisscrossing our dimensions that are limitless -
Not always telling the inner mystery
But telling, yes, the Word itself.
Can you not simply take the Word and rise -
Rise to the place of origin until you arrive?
Life may be a question.
For others, Life is the answer.
All depends upon the point of perspective.
Listening to the very floor of the earth or the ocean itself, one senses soundings, vibrations, and the hum of the inner shell itself. Therefore, one may be the recipient of the mystery or one may be the denier, saying unto the earth: "Thou gavest me nothing.I repudiate thee!" Else one can endure and speak to the earth:"Thou art my Mother. Thou gavest to me life. And I have responded with the gift of my life."
All are telling the inner matrix.
All are revealing the substance of Self.
All seize the rope and pull upon the rope
For the ringing of the great bell of cosmic identity.
It is a long, long rope.
High, high into the steeple of being,
You must pull and pull again.
And then, from the Great Beyond,
You hear the bell of Selfhood
Ringing and ringing the sound,
Sonorous sound,
That is the impelling of the revealing
Of the tone here, here below.
From high, high at the point of the bell
Looking down upon oneself,
Almost miniature in the great cathedral of Life,
One perceives a chalice God-ordained
For the sounding of the sound in this octave.
Many will not find the rope.
Many, then, will not hear the bell of their own God Self.
You, then, must go where they are -
And ring the bell!
And, in hearing the sound of your own light ray,
Others will say:
"I would follow that light, that ray, that sound" -
And they shall until the hour when,
Hand upon the rope,
They, too, will ring the bell.
And the sounding of their own tone of Life will reveal
A deeper mystery
And All will heal!
I AM Lanello, swinging now upon the great rope of God, making an arc in space as you would trace with compass. And a mighty curve mounts by that mathematical formula into other octaves, accelerating. Now the curve, gaining momentum, becomes the third and then the half of the circle of Life. And like the child that swings and swings again, ultimately this swinging results in a complete circle round the point of origin until I traverse Great Causal Body.
I know myself as God - within, without.
I trace the lines of force.
And I can jump inside of the Source itself.
Yes, there is a momentum and a swing of Life. And as you move about this "other universe," as we have called it, you tune into that inner momentum, that movement, and realize that
All is formula of being.
All is music.
All is composition.
All is sound.
All is the soundless Sound.
All is the Void.
And out the Void the Word.
And out the Word again
The form proceeds from the formless.
And all these things must be experienced -
And the tender caress
And the love of God in each other.
All is the telling -
All is the telling of the truth of being
From the heights unto the depths
Of the equation of Life.
Precious hearts,
Whose heart, great heart of God I adore,
I make the simple statement of my lore:
I AM with you!
I have defined and refined being by carrying you beyond yourself and swinging you into pockets heretofore not experienced - to stretch imagination, to move you when that rigor mortis of the death cult has already begun to stultify the fondest dreams and hopes, the elasticity of the heart and mind to dare to dream to be in the embrace of perfect love.
My statement "I AM with thee! I AM with thee!" - caress of angel, remember well. Remember the warmth of our closeness, our love. My children, my own, my love, my chela, my student, my brother/sister, even father/mother: Behold, I am thy Son! I am thy Father! I am the Spirit of thyself telling thee who thou art! I am the Mother flame.
I am all things, as He is, to all people of peace!
By your own peace, I enter your world. By your psychic disturbance, ego entanglement, I am repelled - even as the mountain climber rappels from the rock and moves toward it again.
We are swinging on the rope of time and space. Let us swing together instead of against one another! Let us not miss one another's cycles. Let us sweep through cosmic cycles on the same wavelength.
This length of rope can carry us to farthest star. Consider the length, an infinite length, and then realize how the formula of Life can swing you through the stars - these stars the causal bodies of ascended masters, elfs and fairies, undines swimming in the cosmic sea.
Blink! and then you are suspended in rainbow fire.
Blink again! you swirl with raindrops.
And again! you are in the eye of swirling masses of galaxies
And in the heart of a sun.
Blink again! you are a tender violet
Growing by the side of the road,
Smiling into the face of a weary heart.
Expand.
Contract.
Enter microscopic life, macrocosmic form.
Enter, then, all dimensions
And then leap into the Beyond -
Beyond all form and creation
Or creativity.
Enter sublime nirvana.
Be! Be!
O be -
Not as the busy bees that move to and fro
And in their buzzing distract the meditation of God.
The busy bees who gather honey are necessary in certain dimension. But in another, they are the distraction to the one flame of Life. Determine, then, what of thy life is the distraction of the buzzing of the bees. Step up a notch in vibration and find peace.
Go within. Retire, then, from the surface scene.
Be! Be at peace. Command cosmic forces by the authority of I AM. I AM is the name whereby the worlds align.
I AM THAT I AM. Repeat it, if you will. I AM THAT I AM. Again. I AM THAT I AM. And again. I AM THAT I AM.
I say: Yes, you are that I AM. You are that I AM that I am. You are that I AM that God is - in Saint Germain, in beloved Jesus. You are that I AM that is the I AM of Mary, sacred-fire, beating heart. Yes, you are that I AM that pulsates, that originates your own threefold flame. Yes, you the Reality! Yes, you the One. Not the not-self! Confuse it not. It is confusing enough, and not to be confused with the Real.
Sigh not but inbreathe a holy breath. Breathe in the fire of coolness and watch how suddenly you may begin to experience cold in the midst of heat. Thus, Spirit in the midst of Matter is the resolving force of Life.
I come with great dedication to your mission, to your soul, to your perception of the Real, to the very next conclusion of the logic of the mind of God within you. I anticipate it! I see the point of precipitation of Christ mind. I perceive the ongoingness of Self-discovery by illumination's flame that exclaims: "Yes! ah yes, I know it now! I AM, indeed, I am that I AM here in that other universe. I AM the universe of light! I AM who I AM forever and forever and forever. And the sound of the bell is contained in the chalice. And all is well!"
Thus, you see, the 'bee' of Be-ness is a mighty Z-ray that, I should confess, will be revealed in all nobleness by Sanat Kumara. And that ray is always the known sound of the fusion of the Guru and the chela.
Let our coming then be the confounding of psychotronics, of astral counterfeit rays. Let our oneness be the mighty zzzz that will surely scramble every antiself counterfeit scrambling of the sound of light, the sound of the Word. And within the sounding of that ray is the soundless Sound. And none may hear that sound, that Word, that imparting of the light of Guru, save those who are first one in the mighty Guru/chela relationship that Sanat Kumara has founded.
Thus, the higher truth of Life is guarded and sealed in the union. And none may have it save those who are the union.
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NOTE: This dictation by Lanello was delivered to the Messenger Elizabeth Clare Prophet during The Dawning of Your God Consciousness, August 1, 1981, in Ellecom, Holland.
... Hear, now, the bells in the cathedral ringing. For our beloved Lord Jesus Christ has taken, then, the rope of the bells and is pulling that rope himself as the giant bells in the Cathedral of the One God are chiming. And they are chiming the sound, the sound prophesied of old by Sanat Kumara, that in the day when the 144,000, the sons and daughters of God, should go forth nation by nation, it should mark the hour of the death knell of the carnal mind - the sounding of that death knell and the sounding of the awakening of the souls of humanity unto the Lord Christ within them.
Beloved ones, it is a most precious moment in my heart - as I have served my master for so many thousands of years and as you have served with me - to see him. He would have no other but himself to ring that bell, beloved ones.
For the tolling of the bell, you see - the ringing and the resounding of the great bell - is that which he has promised to all of his souls throughout the planetary body: that in that hour when you would see the Lord Christ and hear that very special bell that is known in your heart, you also would know and hear the calling of your soul and you would be quickened and you would realize that if you have never spoken before and never given the Word forth before, that the Holy Spirit would loose your tongue and you would rise and you would feel the movement of energy in your temple. And the passion to set all life free would seize you as the passion of the Holy Ghost.
This is, then, the fulfillment of the promise of the Lord Jesus for whom many of you have waited hundreds and hundreds of years, knowing that the hour would come when you would be prepared and the LORD would ring the bell. And the chiming of the bell would say to you as you would say to it:
Lo, I AM ready.
Lo, I have come.
Lo, I AM in the flame of the One.
Lo, I will tarry with the Lord Jesus Christ.
And I will proclaim his message
Of salvation, of the new birth,
And of the incarnation of the Word
Unto his children.
I pause now that you may hear this tone and hear the chiming of the great bells within your own temple, beloved ones - with the inner ear now, which I intensify, and with the all-seeing eye. So perceive how your soul, then, is magnetized by the very sounding of the very soul of the Son of God.
Victory! Victory! Victory! So is the sounding and the chiming of the great bell. So is the victory sounding across the cosmos ...
God will move and work his work through you and have his will through you and have his wisdom be made known and his love be the action of the victory. And you will see how, when you allow the Holy Spirit to move through you, beloved ones, that the souls of people in all nations will respond. And they will come with garlands of light in praise of the LORD. For their souls, too, have heard the bells this night ... And there will be the binding of the fallen ones. And you will see how the entire astral darkness is swallowed up in the victory of the light. And you will stand and behold the salvation of our God! And you will see that every tongue shall confess his name, and every ear shall hear the sounding and the chiming of the great bell, and every eye shall see him as he is. ...