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Rejoice, O people of God! For a Light is arisen in thy midst. Truly it is the Light of the Holy One of Israel. Truly the Lord hath anointed thee.
Rejoice and be glad! Let the joy of God be upon thee, for he hath established in thy midst the fount of light, the fount of forgiveness. And the violet transmuting flame surely is the gift, surely is the gift of the Holy Spirit for the removal of every transgression of the Law.
Why, people of Light, you ought to be among all people the most joyous and the most gifted, the most grateful of all; for God has vouchsafed to you the secrets of the Seventh Ray, even the mystery of transmutation whereby ye know that that which is placed in the flame of fire of the heart on this day need never appear again.
Therefore rejoice, for this indeed is more than the forgiveness of sin: it is the transmutation of karma. And therefore such a holy gift ought to be met with that wondrous joy that overflows the boundaries of the stream of identity as bubbling brooks inundating life, going forth with the living proof that the God of Israel does keep his promises unto thee and that this is the fulfillment in the latter days of the vision of Daniel and of the hope of Isaiah - and truly of the promise unto Isaiah and Jeremiah of the coming of the One, the coming of the God Immanuel.
Children of the Light and sons and daughters of God, let your Light shine! Let your rejoicing be the promise that the Lord shall have them in derision1 - those, then, who defile that sacred name, those, then, who are the heathen! Let it be understood that these fallen ones who have sent the serious tones of their condemnation unto thee in this very week, they shall be brought low. For the Lord shall have them in derision.
And "Vengeance is mine, saith the Lord, I will repay ..."2 in this Dark Cycle of the Kali Yuga! I will return by the light of victory, I will return by the wisdom flame the joy that is bounding, the joy that overflows from the very heart of Alpha and Omega in the Great Central Sun! Roll them back into that native nothingness and let joy abound midst the Keepers of the Flame!
For truly it is the hour of victory and Mighty Victory's coming, and the joy of that victory is the joy of a mother's heart. And it is my own, for in the very hour of the sounding of their brass and their tin in their eternal damnable din there is the presence of sweetest child and the bursting forth of the Word, even the Coming Revolution in Higher Consciousness going forth as the printed page,3 as the Word that is writ that can be read, that can be known, and that does indeed atone for every sin.
You who have come to deposit your sins, remember that I have told you, remember that Morya has come to rejoice with you in this hour that the only sin that can be forgiven and permanently removed from your lifestream is the one that you permanently surrender! Therefore go not away from the altar in those moments of tender and tenderness to render unto thyself once again heaps of coals of condemnation. If you have not surrendered the condemnation of the sin, then where is self-forgiveness that descends from the Mighty I AM Presence?
Why, ye ought to be of all people upon earth the happiest, the most deliberate, the most serious, the most loving, the most giving and the most forgiving, for Light has come to thee. Therefore, we await thy forgiveness of thyself and of others. For some of you we have waited many a year and we have had to recommend your going forth to forge a chart of victory in the disciplines of life because you failed to forgive yourself, as the beginning step on the path of Camelot.
You wait upon the Lord and we wait upon the soul's perfect formation of the gift of love unto God. It is the gift of flowing forgiveness, of violet flame freedom and joy, of happiness, of transcendent, buoyant resilience that looks into the very teeth of error and declares:
You have no power over me -
For I AM in Zadkiel's heart!
And with a thrust and a roll and a ho! ho! ho!
I AM here to start anew
A victory spiral I once knew
In the very heart of God -
Whence he thrust me forth to challenge those fallen ones!
I AM here, O God, in joy!
And there is a fire in my eye
And there is a twinkle of sorts.
For I know the mirth of Morya
That is always needed on earth
And I can laugh them in derision as well -
those mockers of the Word!
They have no power over me!
For I AM a Son of the Union and the Union Jack.
Yes, I AM a Son of the Union and I will give my whack
To those fallen ones by the power of flaming Light!
It is the All-Power of God!
I roll them back!
And I have my joy and I play in the meadows of life
And I stamp my feet upon the demons with Shiva
And I shout, "Shiva!" into the night
And I bind those murderers of the Word
by the name of Sanat Kumara.
He is my Lord and I will have none other!
Thus, I AM Morya and I expose the Nephilim in Moscow and in Washington. I expose those interlopers. I draw my lines of force around Poland and I give my heart to the people of Light who have their devotion to the Diamond Heart of Mary. Mary the Mother of [the] One. Mary the Mother of the Union. Mary the Mother of Christ within you. Speak the word into her heart, open the door and speak the word unto the heart of Mary: "Let my people go!"
Thus, the Word is spoken. Thus, the Word is heard. And the power of the Archeia Mary before the throne of God and before the nations of the earth is supreme. And I tell you, the giving of that rosary is strength and it is victory and it is the sacrifice that we require.
The will of God is good. It is boundless. It is joyous! It leaps from heart to heart. And whatever you have been before, I implore, now see yourself in the image of the living Christ.
Beloved ones, the fallen ones are very long-faced and they are very serious about your sins and they will count them one by one until they must go through many fingers and toes in order to make the long, long list of your sins of all past ages. Well, beloved hearts, I would gladly wear the banners of your sins all inscribed on tiny flags all over my temple until I should become a yogi of flaming waving flags across the sky.
Beloved ones, if it would serve the purpose, and it does, I would have them pin the tail upon this donkey, for I require that donkey, and the Lord requires the donkey. And thus, if it is a donkey that is required, I will serve! For, blessed hearts, these fallen ones, they have their councils and they have their determination.
But, hearts of Light, the flame of the living God dwells in you! What more can you ask? What more can you receive when you have not fully received this most precious gift of Love, God's own valentine to you, year by year and day by day?
I AM Morya in the heart of the joy of the violet flame. I AM Morya in the heart of the will of God. I stand for every son of God who has been slain in battle by treachery and intrigue, by assassination or war or the murderous intent. I stand by the flame of the living Word. I stand by the sword and I say, Let the laughter of God and the laughter of sons and daughters ring! Let it ring across the face of the earth and let these fallen ones know they have had their day! Their day is done and the children of the Sun are on the march!
O beloved hearts, take seriously the Teacher and the Teaching. But let go of this sin and sense of sin and recognize how these fallen ones would leave you in a shroud of condemnation unto your very death: the death of the soul itself, the death of spontaneity and the leaping into the air as you wield that sword with care and thrust it with a ho! into the very nadir of the cause and core of Evil on this planetary body.
Why, the demons tremble when I speak because they know I tear the veil, I expose, I pierce through, I will have you for my own! And I call to you to rejoice this day in the violet flame. For, beloved hearts, there is no place for brittleness in this activity. There is no place for schism.
When you have the violet flame you have the panacea, you have the universal solvent, and you have the fountain of youth! Thus, alchemists and those on the quest of life have sought these three and all are given unto thee.
Blessed hearts, I know of some across the face of the earth who know not of the violet flame. But if they knew it, and you will see to it, they would do better with it than you do. Blessed hearts, let us not leave it to this conclusion. Let us rather affirm that we who are the firstfruits shall make abundant use of the violet flame in joy, in laughter, and in spreading abroad in the Community the good news of the Everlasting Gospel of the violet flame of transmutation!
And therefore, let the violet flame pierce the veil! Let arrows from the heart of Saint Germain, that cosmic cupid, now be sent to the hearts of those who are waiting, waiting for the Alchemist, waiting for the violet flame.
Violet flame hearts the world around, I address you. My love abounds and I make you a promise in the name of my chelas of the will of God at Camelot that they will deliver you in this year 1981 that valentine box, that gift of the violet flame. Let it be thrust! Let it be hurled by the Coming Revolution in Higher Consciousness. Let it be thrust by the ingenuity of your heart because you have devised a new way to teach and preach the Word! Let it come because you dare to invoke and accept the gift of the Holy Ghost.
O precious hearts, no sin so ancient is so intense that it cannot be removed by the violet flame, [the outcropping of] the immensity of the Mind of God. Let us leap for joy! Let us welcome the beginning of the celebration of Eastertide and let us enter into the Lenten season in this hour and in this year with a full understanding of the meaning of sacrifice: to be emptied that we might be filled.
I come with a blessed joy. Now let us see how you will prove this week that you are a chela of El Morya, worthy of the name, and a devotee of the violet flame, an alchemist in the laboratory of the soul and heart that knows how to use the gift of Life, how to bring forth the light of heaven for healing, for resurrection, for the sheer joy of living!
Hearts of Light, why do you tarry in this fight? Let us deal the final blow to error! Let Truth appear. Let us see mighty conquerors here lest Morya fear that he must look elsewhere for responsive hearts to the chord of Camelot. Indeed. Indeed! I plight my troth with the chelas of my heart across the face of the earth. I will not let you smart against the acid and the acrimony of the fallen ones. Their word is turned upon them as their own judgment. Let your word of neglect of the violet flame not count against you, and let that sin be forgiven too.
For I place my life upon the altar as I once placed my own son upon the altar of God.4 For truly I come in the name of Sanat Kumara. Truly I come in the name of Abraham. And I come to remind you of who you are and whence you have come, your noble descent, your lineage out of the heart of the Cosmic Virgin.
O blue-flame Mother of the Universe, O blue-flame Mother of Lights, let these stars appearing know the inner strength of God in them! Let that strength be unleashed. Let it be as the power of Hercules. Let the mighty sacred fire go forth and let us see what stalwart sons and daughters of Light will prove in Morya's name, in Saint Germain's name to America, to her people, to the press, to the politicians, to the power elite and to all those who stand with the intent to defeat my little ones.
Clear the way for the children of the Light, I say! Cheer and clear the way for the incoming souls of Light! Let angels cheer them on. Let mothers of Light and fathers receive them. Let teachers be prepared and let there be the ennobling of hearts as a true celebration of Valentine's Day. Be therefore ennobled. Be therefore ennobled by the Messengers of the Great White Brotherhood, ascended and unascended, by all who have gone before. Be ennobled because God lives in thee!
I stand in the courts of kings and presidents. I stand in the homes of the humble. I infuse with light and I am a preacher of righteousness preaching the good news of our God who is ever One. His will is good for thee. Drink ye the cup and rejoice.
Rejoice, I say, and be grateful for the gift - O the gift of the violet flame!
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This dictation by El Morya was delivered by the Messenger of the Great White Brotherhood Elizabeth Clare Prophet on Sunday, February 15, 1981, 2:15-2:34 p.m. PST, at Camelot, Los Angeles County, California. Prior to the dictation the Messenger read and gave teaching on Daniel 10. [N.B. Bracketed material denotes words unspoken yet implicit in the dictation, added by the Messenger under El Morya's direction for clarity in the written word.]