The Light of the Holy Sprit, or "Living In God's
Holy Thoughts," is the invisible, infinite energy that is
the essence of every soul as a direct extension of God. "I
am the Light." This Light may be called upon at any time
and used for the highest good of all concerned. Working consciously
with this Light applies the divine energy in one's life.
I have found since coming into the Movement that my understanding
of the Light and how it works has come more through my own personal
experiences than through information received at seminars or written
materials. In August 1971, Vera Sedler and I were camping at Jasper
and Banff in the Canadian Rockies. One evening, after a very tiring
day hiking above Lake Louise, we crashed early, about 8:30. Just
as I was about asleep, some dudes drove in right below us to set
up camp. In an otherwise perfectly quiet setting, all I could
hear was clink, clank, bang, mutter, and swear. Then it sounded
like this one dude was trying to pound tent stakes into the ground
with a teaspoon - tink, tink, tink. This was taking him forever
because the ground was hard. I knew, because I was lying on it!
After awhile he started arguing loudly with his buddy. "I'm
always the one that has to set the tent up. You always take off.
And then I have to take it back down in the morning...."
Argue, argue, argue. As in most arguments, when they had aired
all the grievances through one time, they went back to the beginning
and played the same tape over again.
About this time I started to lose my cool. I thought of my choices:
I could yell at them, "Shut the hell up and let me sleep."
Or I could put my boots on and go down there and tell them politely
to, "Shut the hell up and let me sleep." Then I wondered
what J-R would do in a situation like this. I remembered a story
he once told at a seminar about a kid whose parents argued all
the time. J-R's advice to the kid was to send them the Light and
mentally say, "I love you." The boy did what J-R suggested
the next time there was an argument, and it ended when one of
the parents made a mistake, and they both started laughing at
it. So I thought, "I'll just do the same thing and see if
I can get these two cats to cool it." I asked for the Light
for the highest good and started mentally saying to them, "God
bless you" and "I love you." I kept saying it over
and over. Nothing happened - they kept on arguing. I thought this
isn't working the way I expected it to, but I'm going to keep
it up anyway. I don't know whether or not those dudes ever stopped
arguing, but within five minutes I was sound asleep! When I woke
up the next morning, I told Vera that I understood better how
the Light works: the Light always takes the line of least resistance.
"Holding the Light" means being steady in my
own consciousness - uninvolved and nonjudging - so that I can
discern just where this area of least resistance lies and can
move directly into it, because that is where the Spirit flows.
Gary Collier
At one seminar someone asked John-Roger how long they should hold
the Light and concentrate on it. The answer was similar to, "I
am always doing it. It's not a matter of doing it a few times
a day, but you might do it whenever you think of it." I am
doing this. Whenever the phone rings, I place the call in the
Light for my highest good, and on my way to the post office each
morning I place the day's mail in the Light and ask that anyone
who writes or thinks of or speaks to the Herb Lady that day be
placed in the Light for their highest good. I have put "For
the Highest Good" labels on all my packages of herbs. Lately,
I've been calling forth the Mystical Traveler Consciousness to
monitor my actions, words, and deeds as well. Using these techniques
is a big help to me.
(name removed by the person's request)
I started using the Light to get rides, and many times people
would offer me a ride and take me exactly where I wanted to go.
If I was going to a city, a person who was going to that city
would stop. It happened so often that I nicknamed myself "The
Golden Thumb." This is how the Light started demonstrating
itself to me in a practical way. I'd meet people, we'd start a
conversation, and immediately strike up a rapport. I'd tell them
about the Light. They'd say, "Thanks, I was looking for something
like this." They'd take me to where I was going and go about
their business. Later I'd see some of them at seminars.
Henry "The Golden Thumb" Conyers
I was always searching for something more. I had some experience
using drugs, but I became frustrated when I saw that I couldn't
get there by myself. A drug would take me up for a while, but
then I would have to come back, and everything would be the same.
Marijuana would lock me more deeply into the physical world. A
friend of mine gave me peyote, thinking I knew what it was, but
I thought it was herb tea. I was really upset when I discovered
I was about to have a "psychedelic experience." I walked
outside in the rain to go home. I became aware that each little
drop of rain as it fell had this golden Light around it, and each
little blade of grass had this golden Light, and the sky as far
as the eye could see, all the clouds and everything that was had
this golden Light shining through it. I could feel that it was
intelligent, that it knew I was watching it and that I was a part
of it.
Then I saw a person who I considered my worst enemy standing outside
a shop, and I loved her. She was so beautiful! Afterward
I couldn't believe I had had such loving feelings for her. It
was disturbing to receive hints that there are states of consciousness
where our hatreds don't exist. Were all these feelings and conditions
I was so identified with mere illusions that evaporated when I
entered into a higher consciousness?
I thought, "Before I wasn't sure whether or not there was
a God." I considered myself an agnostic. "But now I
know that there is definitely something happening."
I decided not to use drugs and to wait until something came into
my life that reminded me of that experience with the Light, and
then whatever that was I would follow it.
Rev. Lenora Rayna Albro
I had gone on a camping trip to Big Sur with Janice Kramer and
had come back with a bad case of poison oak. I didn't want to
take cortisone shots to treat this condition and was waiting for
a doctor to call with other suggestions, since I hadn't been able
to get a good night's sleep for a week. The phone rang, and Seleta
Johnson, who had given me a clairvoyant reading, asked if I was
interested in classes in spiritual awareness. I was. I told her
I had been looking forward to the call from the doctor. Her only
comment was, "I'll send you the Light."
My thought was, "Lady, you send anything you want. I don't
care at this point." Janice later said that right after talking
to Seleta I slept from 8 in the evening to 8 the next morning.
I became interested in finding out about the Light. When I first
had a reading from Seleta, she told me that I was impatient, and
that was the first lesson I had to learn. "I want to learn
patience as soon as I can!" I blurted.
After studying with Seleta a while, she took several of us to
a MSIA seminar. I saw John-Roger come in and said to myself, "He
doesn't have to have the white robe and beard to be a spiritual
teacher."
I was sitting with an attitude of acceptance. Everything that
came to my mind was something that John-Roger would say two or
three sentences later. It was more than coincidence. I started
thinking about acceptance, and John-Roger said, "If you just
sit there with an attitude of acceptance..." Lights started
popping in my head. Right after the contributions, John-Roger
said, "The Light is effecting a narcotics cure on several
people in the room."
I had been smoking for ten years, and the grass thing was getting
a bit stale. My attitude had always been, "I'm going to smoke
and take drugs as long as I want to." But as soon as I heard
that the Light was effecting a cure, I knew I was one of them.
I didn't feel anything, and he didn't look at me; it was a knowing.
I toyed with the idea of quitting drugs after the seminar, and
for the next week every time I smoked I would get a sore throat.
Whenever I stopped it would go away.
I was going to a computer class at UCLA one night a week which
was boring, and my mind would wander. The teacher was a nice guy,
but not that dynamic. I said, "Okay, Light, I have a test
for you. I understand you don't have to accept, but I offer it
as a challenge anyway. I'm going to smoke a joint, get very loaded,
drive out to class, and if my attention doesn't wander during
the whole two hours of class, then I'll know that you exist, and
I will stop smoking dope."
I was in a restroom in the building where I worked, and something
said, "Stop. Do this slowly. Look at where you are. You are
in a toilet. See how ridiculous this is." I did, and enjoyed
the smoke. Then I drove to UCLA, and for the whole two hours my
attention didn't leave the teacher. I was riveted!
On my way home I picked up a fellow hitch-hiking. He turned to
me and asked, "Do we have time for a smoke?"
Without thinking, I answered, "We would, if we had anything
to smoke." I was never so glad for bad grass! I remembered
that John-Roger said it took three days for dope to get out of
the system, and I counted the days. All my desires for it had
left. So the Light passed the test, and I failed, for the moment.
(name removed by the person's request)
I first started going to MSIA seminars to show my husband Rick
how full of errors this man John-Roger was. As I sat and listened
I became aware that there was really nothing I could refute. Some
of the language was new to me, but the whole atmosphere seemed
very pleasing and open. I soon realized that my opinion was of
absolutely no interest to anyone, and if I wanted to learn anything,
I should open not only my ears but also my heart. I never liked
going to church with its rules and regulations, and so I was very
much impressed when John-Roger said, "If it works for you,
use it, and if it doesn't, get to what will." I had the choice
to come or go as I pleased, and any progress I made spiritually
would be because I had worked to make it so. Working with John-Roger
filled a void in my life I had been looking to fill in all the
wrong places. To tune into Spirit was something quite new to me,
yet I felt very much at ease and as if I was finally connecting
with the true purpose of my life.
Having a stubborn nature I was glad to be offered many techniques
to achieve spiritual freedom. Clearing up my hang-ups is a constant
job. To be able to use the past as a stepping stone rather than
as a weapon was a great lesson for me. If Rick and I were fighting,
I could throw the past in his face. Instead of bringing in understanding,
I would cause hurt and confusion. To take each new situation as
it arises and handle it now makes me feel more complete and able
to tackle new obstacles.
MSIA teaches us to use the Light, which means "Living In
God's Holy Thoughts." To know the Light one has to use it.
I know God is always with me and that by turning to the Light,
I need not fear that any situation will ever bring anything which
is not for my "highest good." Having John-Roger working
and pulling for me is indeed my most precious gift. In stress
situations I inwardly call on him for clarification and support.
This helps me to clear up the situation rather than confuse or
distort what is actually taking place. If I am down, or if my
children are sick, just seeing the purple flashes which represent
J-R allows me to realize that I am never alone. I am determined
to seek and become one with the perfection of my soul.
Laurie Morgan
I had been in the Movement a year or two, when John-Roger was
going to New York during the summer. Since I was writing to him
to order some publications, I asked if he would look in on my
mother, giving her name, address, phone and date of birth. I had
talked to her about the Light and MSIA previously, and her reaction
had been, "Yes dear, this is what you are doing now. What
are you going to be doing tomorrow? I love you; you are my daughter."
A few weeks later I received a letter from her saying she had
been asleep when about 4 a.m. she woke up, heard my voice, and
felt my hand on her face. She was so sure I was there that she
got out of bed and looked for me. In the next paragraph she said,
"I haven't heard from John-Roger as yet." That struck
me as funny, because it was pretty obvious to me that if John-Roger
had appeared as himself she could have dismissed it; but if I
was used as a vehicle to express this, she couldn't deny it. From
that point on she began using the Light. She is a religious Jewish
woman and would always go to the synagogue for Jewish New Year
and Day of Atonement services. That year she wrote me and explained
that she was not going, saying, "The Light is my Temple."
(name removed by the person's request)
At school I was passing all these gangs and big kids that pick
on kids. I thought, "Light, Light, Light," and nobody
bothered me. There was one kid who has a little gang and beats
up on everybody. He pushes everybody around and picks fights.
After recess I was carrying the ball, and I went into the bathroom.
That kid was trying to get the ball away, but I wouldn't let him.
So then he started hitting me, but through all that I was surrounding
myself with the Light, and I didn't hit him once. He hit me in
the face, and it felt like it just went right through. He hit
me in the stomach; it just felt like a ghost. I didn't feel a
thing.
Gary Alan Ginthner
I was seeing faces in a Reverend's house. She said, "Ask
it to materialize, and if it isn't for the highest good, it will
leave; call in the Mystical Traveler." I did that and saw
what looked like snow or salt, pouring down through the ceiling,
cleaning up the room. I panicked, because it was moving in front
of my face. After it cleared up, it came again and let me look
at it when I wasn't afraid. The room cleared, and there were no
more images. The Reverend said, "Then it wasn't for your
highest good; so John-Roger cleared the room."
Tom Moses
I had an accident on the San Bernardino Freeway near the 605 Freeway.
My 5 year old son Lucas was with me. It was raining hard, and
there were cars and trucks all around me when suddenly there was
a loud pop! I knew it was a tire blow-out. My car started sliding
off toward the embankment. I cried, "Oh God!" and then
turned the wheel. The car turned and started sliding right across
the freeway into the fence in the center lane. From the time I
uttered, "Oh God!" Lucas and I entered into a silence
beyond. I thought, "Okay, this is it; I'm ready. I don't
care anyway." I wasn't afraid to die; I just didn't want
it to hurt too much. This silence was all around the car as we
were spinning. The car was set down very neatly in the fast lane
headed the opposite direction. Neither Lucas nor I were hurt;
we didn't have a scratch on us, nor was there a scratch on the
car. I turned my lights on, and all the other cars coming toward
us stopped. Nobody was hurt, and nobody bumped into anybody's
bumper. Then I got really shook up, and somebody took Lucas and
me home.
I wondered, "Why didn't I at least get a broken arm or something;
this defies all logic and mathematical probability." Then
I started thinking, "Why am I still here? Why didn't I die?
What am I supposed to do?"
Soon after the accident, some people stopped by my house one night.
A girl had a Chinese numerology book which gave spiritual rather
than worldly interpretations. I found my life path was a number
9. It was about detachment, being in the world, but not of it,
seeking enlightenment and acting as a channel for love and the
Christ Consciousness. This interpretation of number 9's lesson
is to renounce everything, all personal desires, sacrificing the
lower levels of personality to attain the higher Light. It sounded
so terrible, like such a horrible sacrifice. I thought, "Oh
my God, is this what I'm supposed to be doing? This doesn't
sound like any fun at all! "I started crying and feeling
sorry for myself. I envisioned some emaciated monk faraway from
joy and laughter and earthly comforts. Yet there was something
inside me that was pulling me toward this journey so strongly
that I knew I had to go, even if it hurt, because there would
be something beyond that is so beautiful.
Rev. Lenora Rayna Albro
Anytime I feel out of balance, uneasy, depressed, ill, or dis-eased,
I ask for the Light, and the Light comes. It doesn't come down
out of the sky as a big flaming ball, saying, "I am at your
service." It's a much more subtle activity. It has never
failed yet that if I am feeling down or out of touch with my center,
and I ask for the Light, a Light-bearer turns up to bring forward
that Light to balance me. This happens sitting at home, walking
down the street, driving my car, or going away on a trip.
One time a group of us from Berkeley were going down to Los Angeles.
We had been driving side by side this funny, old car with an old
Cadillac front and a big camper on the rear. We were on Highway
99 when our car conked out, so Jim Shere pulled it over to the
side of the road. It sounded like the whole thing just fell apart.
There we were sitting on the side of the road, and we asked for
the Light. Who comes along but these people with this funny-looking
car? We didn't wave them down; they just saw us and stopped. This
dude who looked like he could have been an American Indian and
anywhere from 50 to 80 years old, hops out of his car and comes
over and looks at our car. Our radiator was over-heating. He just
happened to have a big barrel of water, and he fills us up with
water. We were looking around trying to figure out what happened
when I noticed that the core of one of the spark plugs had blown
out. I pointed that out to Jim and asked, "What are we going
to do? We're in the middle of nowhere." So we asked the guy,
"You wouldn't happen to have a spark plug like this, would
you?" He goes up to his camper and pulls out the exact same
spark plug. So we put the spark plug in, and he got into his old
camper and went on his way. We all looked at each other, wondering
who this guy was, and marveled at this beautiful Light action.
Rev. Rudy Tambone
I guess about the 500th time that I used the Light, I finally
realized that it was actually working. I was in the beginning
more skeptical than I let on to other people. I can remember telling
people to use the Light but inwardly thinking, "It may work
for them, but I'm not so sure it works for me." Now one of
my greatest joys is when I am feeling good and walking down the
street silently sending the Light, saying, "God bless you,"
and "I love you" to people as I pass. I feel it come
back to me and build and build. There are times it builds up so
strongly that I want to start shouting, "Don't you know who
you are? Don't you know what we are here for? Isn't it beautiful!
Don't you know about the love that you can find within yourself
- just look!" Of course, I restrain myself from doing this,
but it builds so high inside of me that my smile makes people
turn and wonder, and then they smile back. Sometimes the slightest
thing will remind me of the Light and completely raise my consciousness,
and I want to hug the whole world.
Vivian Joseph
A friend involved in anti-war protests brought over some pictures
of napalmed children in living color from the Vietnam War. Suffering
has always made me squirm, as I had never been able to stand it.
Once when I was 8 years old I was playing with the kids on the
block. They found a bee that couldn't fly and were going to tear
its wings off and torture it. I was standing there, and suddenly
I got this impulse to save the bee. I was going to rush in and
step on it as hard as I could so that if it had to die, it would
die quickly. I was timid, shy and sensitive; so it was very hard
for me to do that, but I wanted to help the bee so much that it
gave me strength. I waited for my chance, and when they stepped
aside for a moment, I dashed in yelling and stamped on it shouting,
"Goodbye bee!"
They were really angry at me, saying, "Ah, what did you do
that for? You spoiled the fun." Unable to answer, I ran across
the street as fast as I could to my house where my father was
watching. He was upset and asked what was the matter with me.
I said, "No Daddy, you don't understand. I had to do it to
save the bee from suffering."
A funny look came over his face as he said, "Keep it up,
and someday you may become a sun."
I looked up in the sky and asked, "You mean like that sun?"
He said yes.
So when I saw these pictures of the napalmed children, my inability
to accept suffering was still a problem for me. I tried to sleep
and couldn't; it was tormenting me. I was tossing and turning,
thinking about Vietnam and what I'd heard about reincarnation.
"Well, okay. What if these people who are suffering are former
S. S. Gestapo people? They have to come back as Vietnamese children
and experience the cruelty they once did to other people."
Then I thought, "That is still not a good enough answer;
there has to be a better answer for all humanity and for the planet."
Suddenly I realized that Jesus and the Buddha had given their
whole lives to studying this problem and in helping mankind to
lift above their human suffering. They had spent every waking
moment of their consciousness involved with helping, and I had
only thought about it once in a while when something disturbed
me. A feeling of remorse and shame came over me and a desire to
change this. I wished there was some small way that I could help.
As I was thinking that, I moved into what was perhaps a multi-dimensional
consciousness where I was in bed, but I was also far beyond the
planet looking down at it. As the planet was spinning around,
millions of souls who had just died were floating up from the
Earth plane; millions of other souls were simultaneously floating
down to be born in the physical body. The motion they made was
like a wheel of souls coming up and then going down. Then I saw
some rays of Light in the corner of my room beyond this other
thing that I was watching. I slowly turned my head to the right
and saw rays coming from a radiant bluish white Light Being who
was floating through the doorway of my room and hovering over
my feet. I knew this Light Being and an intense feeling of love
and joy filled my heart at this reunion. My first impulse was
to rise up and put my arms around his feet, although there was
no physical body within the Light for me to touch.
However, a fear of death suddenly overpowered me. Some part of
me thought, "If I go into the Light, then I won't be me anymore."
It was actually a fear of my personality disintegrating.
Then I received a telepathic message from the Light Being who
said to me in perfect understanding and perfect compassion, "That's
all right, some other time." It started floating out the
door slowly, and gradually I was left alone in the darkness. For
weeks and months after that my mind would return to this experience
as the most important event of my life, but there was no one who
could explain to me what had happened.
Rev. Lenora Rayna Albro
As we begin to focus our attention with every fiber of our being
toward the Christ, we begin to notice a change in consciousness.
There is Light of greater density, and our body consciousness
becomes more sensitive. The body feels as though it is actually
lifting into the greater environment. Atom by atom we are now
awakening into a greater consciousness. As the Light grows brighter,
and this feeling of lightness descends upon us, we notice something
else. It is the voice of God, at each and every level from the
physical to and beyond the soul realm.
First my basic consciousness was irritated by previously programmed
cells of my body. The cellular changes continued to such degrees
that I thought all the cells of my body were going to burn up.
Instantly it changed to cool rushing, flowing, gentler motions
all over my body - both inside and out - similar to bathing in
a gentle shower. I tuned myself within this consciousness of the
inner-outer movement, and at that point Light filled the body,
the mind, the heart, and the environment. I closed my physical
eyes perceiving beyond perception, all and nothing; I was in and
was the omnipresence. I opened my physical eyes, only to again
behold whiteness of this all-encompassing pure Light. Leaving
my physical eyes open I peered into the Light.
I began to move toward the center of this Light. As I moved closer
consciously, the Light grew lighter, brighter, until the Light
seemed to disappear, and moving toward me was a pure, bright,
but not blinding, golden Light taking the shape of a man. As it
grew nearer, I could see its perfectly beautiful form. I wondered,
"Who is this being?"
Even before my thought was completed, a communication was established,
saying, "I am Christ, the one of perfect love from the Father
that is in the hearts of all beings. As Buddha I was called the
Light of Asia. As Jesus I was called the Light of the world, and
as the Mystical Traveler, I am known as the Light of the universe.
Beloved John and beloved Baba are the known focuses of your world,
to bridge the East with the West and bring in the consciousness
of the union of two worlds - a world divided - again whole. I
give you the right to call at all times of need on the Christ,
that you may know that I walk with you and always shall be at
your side."
Father Varieur
Spiritual growth is often subtle, as a change in attitude
may free us where we were before bound. When we move through a
situation, we have the conscious choice of which attitude to take.
Through acceptance and understanding we can handle any situation
in a spiritual consciousness of happiness and freedom.
As the Light comes in and I feel it energizing every cell of my
body, a feeling of expanding without limitation fills my consciousness.
I would like to share my experience of this world without horizon,
which, through the guidance of my beloved teacher, Sri John-Roger,
is forever unfolding within me. A few years ago, while climbing
some rocks on a beach in Big Sur, I came upon and followed a path
which led me up and around out onto the face of a cliff with the
ocean stretching out far below me. It was a clear day, and the
view was amazing! Finding a comfortable spot on the ledge, I decided
to just sit awhile, but somehow I could not relax. A crazy desire
to jump was welling up within me to a point where I realized that
if I did relax I would undoubtedly leap to what many would call
my death. It was like the potential energy of being able to jump
was pulling me toward itself. The other side seemed so close I
could taste it. As this feeling intensified, it was a constant
struggle for me to cling to that mountain and life, as I knew
it. Very, carefully I edged my way back down the path to the beach.
Moving along my path of Spiritual Inner Awareness, I find myself
once again on the edge of a cliff, overlooking an ocean of infinite
beingness. For me to remain compressed within this physical form
is a state of extreme tension. My potential energy of soul awareness
is gently tugging on my consciousness, and at times I feel that
if I don't find the exit soon, I'm going to burst. But bursting
won't get me there. It just strengthens the illusion that I'm
not already complete, right here, right now. As
J-R keeps saying, "Backing off from the desires and as the
door opens inwardly relax. Let go and let God." It's just
that E-A-S-Y. Let go and let God. In fact, it's so easy it "blows
my mind," and then the mind turns around and blows it for
me. Can we grasp the subtlety of this? It's toward this delicate
state of balance that, with the direction of the Mystical Traveler
and the Preceptor Consciousness, I am continually striving.
Rick Morgan
There is no limit to what I can do if I open up. The Movement
has shown me an unlimited amount of love, expression, and support
which comes from within. It has shown me that working with people
who are experiencing the love and living the consciousness of
freedom is an ultimate experience. In my Light Study, John-Roger
told me I was getting near the end of my time on the planet and
that I would be getting flashes of the greatness that is. It is
hard to express this spiritual feeling through the physical level,
but I know that I live in more beauty, balance, joy, and peace
than ever before. What do I gather from these flashes of greatness?
Nothing. It is. When I let myself see what is, without putting
the personality in front, there is a calm; everything is moving,
but everything is still. My ministry is seeing into the hearts
of men, seeing the God in everything. I feel myself cooperating
with living and breathing.
Rev. Steve Brisken
I went through a nervous breakdown ten years ago in Italy. I was
so completely alone. I had my own spiritual thing going on in
my head, but there was little substance to it, and I had never
spoken to anyone about it. I got so lost and terrorized that I
could not tune into Spirit, and I wanted to die - it was living
hell for three months. I guess the Light was with me then too,
but I didn't know it.
In my early twenties I could actually relate better to trees and
clouds than I could to people, because I was trying to live so
many illusions to make others and myself think I had certain qualities
that I didn't have. With the trees and clouds, there were no pretenses.
Now I am able to trust people, and most of all myself.
I have often denied the existence of certain fears or doubts,
preventing me from being able to deal with them. But now with
the Light working these fears came forward and hit me smack in
the face. I have to say, "Oh yes, this is still with me.
Should I deal with it now, or should I wait for the law of reversibility
to bring it back once again?" I'm getting braver, facing
and taking care of things right now so I won't have to go through
them again. I know that the Mystical Traveler is the keeper of
my karma now and that what is brought forward for me to handle
is for my highest good. This makes facing anything that comes
into my life so much easier.
Vivian Joseph
At times I get discouraged, because it seems that my progress
is so slow. One day I was really feeling sorry for myself. I decided
that I should go out and weed, that maybe some activity would
make me feel better. As I was weeding, tears of self-pity came
to my eyes, and I had the strong impulse to fling myself down
on the ground and "wail aloud." However, I thought the
neighbors might think it rather strange, so instead I sat down
at the typewriter to get my feelings on paper. I found myself
typing a "woe is me story" about when I was a little
girl. I took swimming lessons, and all my friends were in the
deep end swimming and diving, while I was still in the shallow
end learning how to float. Then it dawned on me that not only
did I finally learn to swim, but I eventually received my Life
Saving Certificate, worked in a swimming pool and taught swimming
lessons! I thought, "Oh, J-R," and started to cry, releasing.
Of all the examples, I picked out the one that would help me to
realize that I can spread the Light and that one just keeps hanging
in there.
Muriel Moore
I was trying to figure out how I could get myself more together.
I came across a book by Dr. Maxwell Maltz called Psycho-Cybernetics.
He had information about images people have of themselves
and how they can change their images and accomplish whatever they
want to. I wondered why people didn't do that. I approached my
father and said, "Don't you know about this?"
With the wisdom of time he just looked at me and smiled, saying,
"Yes, you can do it."
Gregory S. Smith
There is no doubt in my mind that spiritual power can move mountains.
The key is being able to do it for the highest good. The activation
of spiritual power is not getting something, but more a process
of letting go. J-R told me to do free-form writing to break up
subconscious blocks that were keeping me from realizing my true
self. People search all over the world, but it is a matter of
getting rid of the obstacles, whether karmic, psychological, physical,
or spiritual. Mentally it is easy to recognize that as a part
of creation, one is in and of the same cosmic force that propels
the planets through time and space in perfect harmony. But knowing
the way and going the way are two different things. When the blocks
are shown to one by the Mystical Traveler so that one can work
through them, and have them lifted, the movement accelerates.
Keith Moore
Since I started attending seminars and studying in the Movement
of Spiritual Inner Awareness, I have experienced a growing consciousness
of oneness with mankind and all God's things. Sometimes it was
unconscious, sometimes subtle, and sometimes it rose to pounding
joy - but it was always there.
Earlier in my life this feeling of oneness came forth occasionally
at a family get-together, in a shared experience with a group,
or just caring for a person. But most of all, I felt it come with
the spirit of Christmas and would strive to hold on to it, but
somehow it would seem to get away. Now with more awareness I know
that feeling of oneness with all is the God within recognizing
the God in others and all things. It comes with joy, love, freedom,
and security. Joy comes in sharing our oneness, and in observing
our sameness. Love is loving itself in reality. There is freedom
from the mind that would separate all people from being spiritual
sisters and brothers. Security comes in knowing all things are
part of God's body and that God always knows best. Our oneness
is Light reflecting Light and increasing in it's glow. Surely
it has always been so, but the joy of knowing it is so comes with
the experience. With this awareness, I would not want to ask for
less than "the highest good of all concerned." And now
I'm aware that the oneness felt with the spirit of Christmas is
here every day in every moment I am open to it.
MSIA has taught me the importance of detachment and that detachment
does not separate us from our oneness with all that is God's.
The more I continue to be detached from everyone and all things
the more directly I can see God and His oneness. I recognize this
within as the brotherhood of mankind and the fatherhood of God.
Gail Topal
I had a gardening job a few years ago, where I only worked fifteen
hours a week, which was very enjoyable for me. I had a nice cottage
which I had fixed up and was living with a beautiful girl. I was
completely happy and fulfilled on the physical level.
None of this is important to me anymore. It was nice, but there
is something else, something greater. I decided within myself
at that time to go out to California and live near John-Roger.
I said, "This is it for me, there is nothing else. If I go
through life doing anything else, it will be inconsequential."
I talked it over with him, and he said, "We'll see what happens.
Within two weeks after he left Miami I flew out with my one box
of belongings and a few clothes and started working with him.
It was one of the biggest shocks of my life, because things kept
breaking loose. Working with him was different than I imagined.
I guessed that I was going to have thunder and lightning realizations.
However I became aware that the changes are subtle. Looking back
six months I realized that things I used to do I don't even think
about anymore. I wasn't trying to get rid of them or change them
consciously; all I was doing was holding a frequency. Many tests
were brought to me physically by John-Roger, because he was there
to do it. The areas that I was weak in would break away. I found
the best attitude to take is, "I know this is coming through
the Mystical Traveler Consciousness, so it must be here to lift
me. So I will use it to lift." I strive to hold this consciousness,
and the more proficient I become the easier the tests are.
When I first came to California I was afraid to talk in front
of people and terrified to give contributions at seminars. John-Roger
gave me situations where I would lead meditations in front of
seminars or talk at a conference. I found that when a feeling
of inadequacy or fright would come in, I could replace it with
the Light. So if I was afraid to talk at the conference, I would
place the Light there, and when I got to the conference, I would
walk into the Light, and everything would be all right. And it
really worked. Instead of holding negative images of a situation,
I continually replace it with the Light until there is no more
negative energy. As I do this, I gain more confidence and feelings
of success. I became more pure and found new areas of expression.
I had always wanted to write music. I started using music and
the voice in my own spiritual exercises, holding frequencies and
tones, making them as pure as I could. I'd listen to it and then
listen higher, using these to break through illusions. I'd hold
a picture and keep purifying it.
Rev. Michael Sun
For several years, I've been working closely with John-Roger on
his staff. I've noticed that we are always focusing on the little
happy, positive, enjoyable, harmonious aspects of life. We joke
and laugh with people and see the beauty around us. Before working
with John-Roger I had overlooked much of the humorous and positive.
Being on a negative planet, we tend to focus on negative things;
but part of the spiritual growth is to learn to see in a happy
and joyful Light. By changing our attitude we can free ourselves
from the negative worlds.
Rev. Wesley A. Whitmore
I have finally realized the fantastic fact that everyone is a
soul and one consciousness. I used to pay such foolish attention
to - and still do to an extent - the personality and basic self.
When I jump up in my consciousness and am aware that I am dealing
with a soul - and that I too am one - joy comes over me that is
full of love.
I feel that my relationship with my husband, Michael, has especially
changed since I have been in the Light. Before, I had been consciously
or subconsciously attempting to change him, to make him the man
that I wanted him to be or thought he should be. I was trying
to pattern and control things. But since I've been in the Movement,
this whole concept has been shattered, and the liberation has
come forward. We are two souls who have decided to live with one
another in this lifetime on earth to work through things and share
in what we are doing. There is simply no hang-up about being a
couple anymore. It took such a burden off to say, "Okay,
I'm living my life; he is living his, and we're attempting to
do it together. If we can't, that's fine."
Vivian Joseph
I strive to see the divine in people regardless of how they look
or what they are doing, for they are learning from their experiences.
My boss owns an apartment house, and we had a man working there
who I didn't think was working too well. Somebody had thrown eggs
up on the deck of an apartment, and I had asked him to clean it
off. I went back a couple of weeks later, and the eggs were still
there. I needled him with words, and we decided to get rid of
him. He pointed out that he did his job well, and I pointed out
it took two weeks to clean the eggs off the deck. The next morning
I put eggs on to boil to take for lunch, and I left them cooking
all day. When I came home, I had eggs all over the kitchen - I
knew it was instant karma. I told the man about it, and he thanked
me, because he knew it was hard for me to tell him. I knew it
was my breakfast cereal.
Genie Lucille Ford
One of the greatest things I feel that has been taught to me is
how to forgive myself. I say, "Seleta, you made a mistake,
but I forgive you for doing it." Then a peace and calm comes
within myself
with no regrets or recriminations. There are no depressions I
can't handle, for I am walking the best I know how in the Light,
and when one walks in the Light, one walks a true pathway.
Seleta M. Johnson
I've been able to deal with depression when it comes on me by
seeing it and saying, "Okay, here comes experience number
12." I've been able to work through it while I was still
hurting. I watched it in other people, which gave me the learning
experience. When one sees someone else going through something
and knows what they are going through, he can see it for what
it is. I look at it, and it doesn't upset me, because I'm not
in it. Then when it comes on me, I go back and say, "When
I was looking at it as someone else's, it really didn't do a thing.
Now I should be able to look at it from where I'm suffering depression
and be able to work to be neutral." When I see things as
they are, stand back from them and watch them work, it is really
beautiful; but it's difficult.
Tom Moses
One time I went into a bookstore to browse, and after someone
walked into the store, I felt like crying. I didn't know why and
asked John-Roger about this. He explained that I acted like a
psychic sponge, absorbing other people's emotions. He gave me
a technique to allow them to release without my acting like a
garbage can for their emotions. When I am around someone who is
upset, I put a Light screen between me and that person's emotions.
If the feeling still doesn't go away, I ask that a Light screen
be placed between me and my emotions. That way I can tell whether
it's coming from them or me.
(name removed by the person's request)
I was driving a Good Humor ice cream truck, yelling at kids for
getting on my truck, becoming angry and frustrated. I learned
how to work with the anger. The kids would still be on the truck,
and I was still going to yell at them, but without becoming frustrated
and out of balance. I was becoming aware that I was going to be
held responsible for my creations - that any emotional negativity
was going to come back on me.
Sometimes it would take a couple of months to understand the teachings
within my own level of consciousness. The Mystical Traveler Consciousness
would bring the experience to me specifically for that teaching.
For instance, somebody pulled into a parking place that I had
just gone around the block to get after driving and looking for
a half an hour. At first my expression was anger: "Why that
dirty crumb! He got my place." Immediately after creating
the emotions in my body, the teaching came in. I thought, "Oh
yeah, last night at the seminar I was told about this type of
situation. Because I understand that now, I don't have to do it
anymore." But I had already done it. That was okay, because
John-Roger didn't mind; he would bring me the experience again,
a hundred times if necessary. He was only interested in my being
able to clear these patterns. After a while the frustration would
start, and then the teaching would come in before I went all the
way through the action. Later the teaching would come before the
frustration started. Once I had learned the lesson, people didn't
take my parking place anymore.
Sherwood Platte
I have learned to be more detached from the emotions, because
of situations that have been brought to me by this Consciousness
to test and strengthen my weak areas. If someone has said something
that bothers me, and it's running around in my mind over and over
and involving my emotions, I use the Light to help move my awareness
into a universal level. I might picture myself out in space floating
around among the universes, seeing the stars, and feeling the
vastness of eternity. From that perspective the problem is no
longer important.
Rev. Wesley A. Whitmore
I was thinking at first that soul travel was going to be a magical
process rather than persevering. But all along it is gradual.
I've heard John-Roger say that the idea is to take people into
soul consciousness so gradually that they'll end up there and
not even realize they were ever not there. It is such a smooth
progression.
Gregory S. Smith
I have been taught techniques and keys for knowing myself and
for handling my emotions. Before coming into the Movement I worried
about finances. I have come to know techniques that work to bring
those things to me that are needed to maintain the physical level.
Many times I have stood in awe to see God use people around me
to bring about these miracles. I accept that my needs will be
met, focus into the now, and don't worry about tomorrow. I turn
things over to God, and focus on God.
Genie Lucille Ford
My second Light Study consisted of clarifying my involvement with
homosexuality. I felt comfortable with it, but still wanted some
clarification. John-Roger explained to me that one thing I would
be doing was helping people accept their homosexuality, and I
had fantasies of meeting gorgeous women and being involved with
them. When that didn't happen I realized there must be a different
interpretation to his remark. I started going to rap sessions
at the Gay Community Services Center. Then a friend asked me if
I would be interested in being a facilitator for the weekly rap
groups. I didn't like the idea of doing something where I had
to keep my mouth shut, and in those groups I would have to monitor
myself. Then she told me that the Center needed women to go to
college campuses and other groups to talk about being gay. It
felt right. That must have been what John-Roger meant! I could
see many men and women who were not stereotype gay-looking people
who had experienced trouble identifying their gay peers and expressing
themselves to one another. I had been at that point not too long
before where I didn't know how to meet lovely gay people. I knew
I was beautiful and had more to offer than going to a bar on weekends.
Besides, this gave me the opportunity to overcome my fear of speaking
in public.
(name removed by the person's request)
I had the love for a man who brought me into MSIA, and if that
is what it took to find the Light, then that is all right. There
are many ways of doing things, and there is no difference in how
one gets to the Light as long as one gets there. Sometimes I think
that I am worshipping false idols, that is, loving man before
God, but in a sense they are one in the same. We are gods, each
of us, but one must first love God to love man, because love comes
from God. As time goes by the love for a man can change - sometimes
flowing with ease and sometimes only a flicker. But love of God
somehow does not change. It expands into a greater awareness of
that love, as one is receptive. God's love is a permanent state,
continually flowing like the Ocean of Divine Love and Mercy.
Rev. Elizabeth Childress
Spiritual understanding gives me many viewpoints about everyday
situations. If someone says something terrible to me with the
worst possible attitude, instead of reacting negatively, I can
look at various perspectives. Maybe I have done something negative
toward that person in another existence, and the law of karma
is being fulfilled in this situation; if I can just hold the Light
while they release that negativity toward me, that karma can be
fulfilled. Or maybe they have to fulfill karma because of some
action of theirs, and I am holding the Light for them. Or maybe
it's a test to see whether I can love that person regardless of
the attitude toward me, like Jesus said, "Love those who
do spite to you." Can I fulfill that attitude? "Love
your enemies." Can I fulfill that? Or maybe there is no karma
and no spiritual test involved at all, but this person has to
release some negativity because they have been holding it in,
and things have been going wrong for them for so long. They don't
know why, and they don't have any spiritual understanding of it.
They just have to release some negativity, and they want to do
it in a way where they won't involve themselves in karma. So God
sees to it that I am there in that situation where they can release
their negativity while I hold the Light for them. Having these
wider visions, I am able to fulfill the first spiritual law of
acceptance and go beyond to acceptance without resistance, and
then to acceptance with
love.
Rev. Wesley A. Whitmore
Dr. John-Roger Hinkins founder and spiritual director
of the Movement of Spiritual Inner Awareness was initiated into
the Mystical Traveler Consciousness in December of 1963 and also
holds the Preceptor Consciousness. In this Consciousness he works
spiritually with anyone who asks for assistance, but will not
inflict on anyone's consciousness. John-Roger is an open receptacle
for the flow of Spirit, as everything that goes into his consciousness
is channeled into Spirit, and everything that comes from him is
channeled from Spirit. Many have experienced his presence and
spiritual commitment, "I am always with you. "
When I met John-Roger two years before the MSIA seminars first
began, I thought he was the funniest person I had ever met. He
had a quick wit and an amazing volume of jokes. Yet he was also
more aware than anyone I had ever met. We quickly became friends,
and I drove from Santa Barbara to Los Angeles many times to visit
with him. Each time he would tell me progressively more interesting
things about himself or myself or show me how to see auras or
understand the spiritual plans behind physical events. It was
like a dream world. No one was ever put down, and everyone was
treated with love and humor. Once I received an instantaneous
healing of a badly bruised wrist. Also he advised me that getting
emotionally involved in the news was draining my energy and making
me tired. So I was able to correct this. At another time J-R played
for me an esoteric astrology reading done two years before the
seminars started. It said that by 1972 he would be known around
the world.
A year and a half after we met I was experiencing overwhelming
depression, fear, and physical pain for the first time in my life.
I was on the edge many times, and when I felt I couldn't handle
things anymore, a talk with J-R would instantly put the situation
into perspective. Without my telling him he knew what was happening,
why it was happening, how the situation had been set in motion,
and exactly how to handle it.
In May of 1968 I was privileged to work with J-R in setting up
the very first MSIA seminars. At seminars I was continually amazed
by J-R's ability to work with so many different levels of consciousness
and answer the unspoken questions of everyone in the room. Sometimes
he gave us weekly assignments to work on. He'd say, "This
week your challenge is to see if you can remain neutral about
an issue, even when people pressure you, and know that the Light
will take care of it. "Then, for the next week countless
opportunities of this nature were presented to us. Through these
and many other experiences, we very quickly came to know that
this man who called himself the Mystical Traveler had not only
a wealth of useful and fascinating information, but also a tremendous
power to make things happen. I think what drew most of us to him
was his ability to work with us even when we were separated by
great distances.
The experience that really drove that point home for me was during
a trip I took to the East coast. Every time I called on him for
clarification, he would appear in my mind and say a funny thing
that would assure me it was him and not my imagination. Then he
would give me the answer, which worked every time. Twice when
working with a clairvoyant in Kansas City. I called on J-R for
protection and each time the clairvoyant said. "That's funny;
John-Roger just came and looked around." J-R says he is always
with us, and I found he is there at once when I call on him, even
if I am thousands of miles away. He can work with thousands of
people all at once through this Mystical Traveler Consciousness.
The next summer while J-R was traveling, I led some seminars,
where many young people in MSIA had an opportunity to share the
lessons and experiences they were going through. Later that summer
I found myself going into deep depression over very minor things.
Finally I went to pieces. I even thought J-R had forsaken me and
thought seriously about suicide or becoming a recluse. None of
my friends could even approach me - I felt I was really on the
verge. As a last act of desperation, I picked up the phone and
called J-R. He answered with the words: "Jack, I've been
sitting here waiting for your call before I go to dinner."
I cried and asked, "What's been happening?" He explained
that because I had led the summer seminars when many people were
releasing emotional burdens, they had gone to me, and I could
not handle them. That was what I was going through. I learned
not to take on other people's karma, and J-R lifted from me the
rest of the emotional residue. He can lift karma from us, help
us work it off on other realms while asleep, arrange it in doses
we can easily handle, or speed it up so we can progress more rapidly.
After that, I came rather quickly into a greater balance than
I had ever known. I experienced what J-R means by detachment:
being involved in a situation without being controlled by it.
Also I finally learned what is meant by, "What is right for
one person is not necessarily right for another. So there is no
reason to attempt to control others."
MSIA is now around the world, and soon many more people will become
aware of the Mystical Traveler and of what that Consciousness
does. We may wait for many lifetimes here on earth for the opportunity
to work with the Mystical Traveler. There has always been one
on the planet to help us complete our lessons here and then usher
us into the experience of oneness with pure Spirit. I am thankful
that I could know and work with the Mystical Traveler this time.
Jack Reed
In 1967 I met John-Roger in the physical, whom I had previously
known through continuing incarnations as a spiritual counselor,
seer, sage, and prophet, helping me to unfold to attributes of
purer Spirit. It was predicted two years before that I would meet
a young man who would have a pervading influence in my life and
with whom I would work closely. I was given a sign to confirm
recognition, which was to be a "golden disc with praying
hands on a golden chain." I had never disclosed this to anyone.
Through Jack Reed's urging, we arranged a lecture for John-Roger
in Santa Barbara. My first impression was that he was talented
and clever. I was jolted out of my complacency when I heard him
say, "I ask only that you keep an open mind. If it works
for you, use it. If you have better methods that work for you,
share them with me. If you ever hear me say 'This is the only
way,' please ask me to sit down." My attention was riveted;
this young man definitely had something to say that I wanted to
hear, and that evening was a turning point in my life.
That evening when I volunteered for what we called a spot analysis,
John-Roger predicted a change of consciousness for me around the
first of the next year. When I could not interpret the comment,
he changed the vocabulary. "Would you understand better if
I said you will take another initiation?" He added that this
might entail considerable travel. I understood the words but could
not cognize their significance, because I was not planning any
extensive travel. J-R, Jack and Anna Reed, my son Kenneth Marshall,
and I wound up in our kitchen for a midnight supper, and the "sign
was revealed."
With Indra Devi, my beloved "Mataji," which means holy
or revered mother in Hindu philosophies, I have studied yoga and
learned techniques of meditation. She took me to India in early
1968 to the lotus feet of Bhagavan Sri Sathya Sai Baba, the Shiva
Avatar. Sai Baba is considered by many devotees to be the reincarnation
of Krishna, and he certainly manifests many characteristics of
that early Avatar. There is evidence that he is the re-embodiment
of Shirdi Baba. He admits it, and I have talked to devotees who
attended the former Baba of Shirdi, now revered as a saint throughout
India, and determined through personal verification that they
are satisfied that this is the same soul returned who left the
Shirdi body in 1918. Eight years later, born Sathya Narayana in
the Raju family at Putta Parthi, his birth was attended with great
evidence that this was no ordinary child. I recount to Christian
friends that I have witnessed the same miracles from Baba that
are accredited to Jesus. He has the power to create life as well
as to restore it, and I knew one man he brought back to life.
His divinity can manifest any miracle on the planet. But the miracles
are not the important evidence of divinity; they are not what
Baba has come to teach. They are only the "calling cards"
he says to draw one close during discourse or spiritual counsel,
to let one witness the powers so that by one's own experience
he carries the memory of what has transpired in the presence of
God consciousness. Never are these gifts used for his personal
benefit. I have eaten food (prasad) which he has manifested
in my presence for the delight of the company around him, and
he consumes no part of it himself. His teachings are universal.
He says, "Do not change your name of God because you have
come to me. I am all forms; I answer to any name. I will help
you on whatever path you choose if you are sincerely seeking God."
I felt, indeed, that I had actually stood next to God and understood
what is meant by God love; it is so overwhelming that I have seen
many reduced to tears by the unaccountable magnificence of sitting
in his presence.
In a private interview with Baba on the day we were leaving, I
said to him, "I need a teacher for the young students who
are coming to my home." He watched me quietly for a minute
and said, "Your teacher is at hand. You will know."
He pointed a finger at my chest, and since he had spent concentrated
effort during our days with him to teach us to identify and claim
the Inner Master, I was disappointed, thinking his reference was
to the inner teacher. I felt the need was urgent, but I sensed
no great mastership coming from myself. Dear to my heart are his
words to Indra Devi as we were leaving the Ashram. "I am
glad that you have brought this child to me." He also asked
me when I would return.
A prophecy class had been set for the week after my return to
California. I was a few minutes late and entered directly behind
the speaker. She graciously announced they had waited so I could
say a few words about my remarkable experience in India. Jack
and Anna and a few UCSB students were there, but I knew very few
people in that room; so I was surprised and delighted to catch
in the middle of that group a dauntless wink from none other than
John-Roger. I was so full to overflowing with the beneficence
of Baba's great love and all that I had witnessed that I hit them
smack between the eyes with the pronouncement that I had, just
a few days before, stood in the presence of the Christ of our
time. I watched the shutters close on those good faces like dominoes
going down in regimented rows and realized too late that I had
committed an unmitigated no-no. However, just before I tried to
merge with oblivion and sit down, again from the one face in the
room I could relate to came another intrepid wink. After the meeting,
John-Roger slid into the seat next to me and said, "I want
to know more about this great soul you met in India." As
the students gathered around us, we shared some of this experience,
and after checking out a few points from his own levels of observation,
J-R said to me, "Muriel, are you aware that this man has
the Christ Consciousness?"
"Yes, that is what I said."
"No love," he chided me, "But that is what you
should have said." I sat there a moment contemplating that
comment, and I heard Baba's voice, "Your teacher is at hand.
You will know." Suddenly flooding through me was a great
certainty. As I began to discuss the idea of a seminar, I could
see Jack Reed and those sitting on the floor around us, nodding
assent in recognition too - "This is the One!" For many
years I had asked for a teacher; this one certainly demonstrated
a system that worked, and I have been striving toward greater
awareness ever since. Thus began a growing love for this young
Master that unfolds with continuing en-Lightenment in the journey
of my soul, as I progress across the Golden Bridge.
A part of the blessing of Spirit in my ordination is, "Your
ministry is one of co-ordination or catalyzing, of the peacemaker."
I find no dichotomy in my love for and willingness to follow the
path of the Mystical Traveler and the love and recognition I have
for the great Lord Sai Baba. I find an increasing similarity in
their teachings and techniques or discipline. Baba's pronouncement
to me in the spring of 1972 was that this Movement will move through
the world and that J-R is a "great Light." It was a
privilege in October of 1972 to be instrumental in bringing John-Roger
and Baba together, and it was evident that they knew each other.
Never have I witnessed Baba express such love as he demonstrated
to J-R, Phillip, Wes, and Michael. I have heard J-R and Baba each
say of the other, "We are One." If in some small way
I have been a channel in helping bridge the cultural differences
to bring into conscious awareness that there should be no spiritual
differences to separate mankind, then I have not lived in vain.
The real Movement of my own Spiritual Inner Awareness came when
I said to God, "I've said yes to Life; I'll do it - truly,
I will - but if you don't give me the Joy, you'll just have to
listen to me complaining the rest of my life." I was given
the Joy and with it the dawning that nothing is without purpose.
With that gift and the magnificence of this most powerful flow
of the Love force, nothing can be defeated. This above all is
what I strive for.
Muriel J. Engle
During a group meditation, I felt like I was high up in the air,
and looking down I could see the other people. They were all facing
in one direction, when suddenly they all looked up, opened their
mouths, and flashes of purple came shooting out. Everything was
purple again; this was going on all night. When the meditation
was over, I'd look at somebody, and their shirt would turn purple,
or the background would start dancing with purple Light. I thought,
"God, I'm really going crazy."
The next day walking around I still saw flashes of purple Light.
That night at the seminar I saw John-Roger and felt a oneness
with him. I didn't know anything about him working with the purple
Light or the Movement. After the seminar I felt overjoyed. He
came up to me, and we started talking; I could feel strongly that
he was tuning into me. He took me into a back room, and I didn't
know what to think. He said to me, "Edgar, would you like
to work with me?"
It seemed really heavy then. I had just finished reading a book
about a man who had gone to Egypt and was approached by an Egyptian
master, and he said yes. Then the master took him through little
rooms in the pyramids, and he went through some heavy experiences.
These things were running through my mind after John-Roger asked
me if I would work with him. I thought, "Does this mean I'll
have to give up everything and follow him wherever he goes and
go live in an ashram?" Finally I just said, "Yes."
I thought, "Wow! There goes all the things I own, my family;
goodbye, everybody!"
He said, "Okay, just work with me on the other side."
Then he said, "I have to see some other people now."
I thought, "You mean that's it, after I just gave up all
these things, my family, and everything I own." I was more
dazed than I was before.
When it came time to go, he said, "The train leaves at midnight.
You'll know the train, because it has a purple Light on the caboose."
I was flabbergasted.
Edgar Veytia
As the love increased, the awareness that the Mystical Traveler
is always with me increased. On the way to Portland, Oregon, I
put up three or four MSIA posters. When I came back through Berkeley,
John-Roger was giving a seminar. I said, "Hi John-Roger!"
and I gave him a great, big hug.
He said, "You could have put up more posters."
On another occasion, I had been talking with a woman about the
Light. I touched her on the forehead and told her to concentrate
her energies there. She felt the Light, and she saw it. Again
at a seminar I went up to John-Roger, and he asked, "How
are you doing?"
I said, "That's what I wanted to ask you."
He said, "You must be doing pretty well if you can touch
somebody on the forehead and let them see the Light. You didn't
think I was there, did you?"
Henry Conyers
I met a psychic woman in Rumania who was very poor. The cards
she used to do her readings were so worn out that she had to write
the numbers on them. I called in John-Roger to be with me to make
sure that I was protected. We lit a candle, and she started telling
me that my grandfather had had an operation, which I later found
out through a letter in Germany. She did various card routines
and then described John-Roger perfectly. As she did the card tricks,
continually this card kept coming up. "Here he is again.
This person is thinking about you. Here he is again. Here he is
again. It's just like he's here in this room."
Then I told my girlfriend, who is also in the Movement of Spiritual
Inner Awareness in Rumania, that I had called in John-Roger. So
she told the woman, and the woman said in great-excitement, "He's
here; he's here!"
Randy Garver
When a crisis is coming upon me, Spirit shows up. Seminars started
in Santa Barbara at Muriel Engle's, and I went up to the second
or third one. When John-Roger walked into the room, and Muriel
introduced him to me, he looked deeply into my eyes and said,
"I know you." After he lectured for a while, there was
a break, and I was talking to some of the young people who were
gathered around me on the floor. He came to me and said, "Who
are you, that you know so much?"
I spent the night with Muriel, as did John-Roger and Phillip.
We talked and talked, and he said to me, "Now I know who
you are and where I know you from. You were one of the high priestesses
at the Delphi oracle." I could feel all the hairs on my body
stand up. When I first read about the Delphi oracles, I was drawn
to find all that I could about them, because it was familiar to
me. When he told me that, I knew that it was true, although I
had no conscious memory of it.
The next morning when we got up, J-R asked me, "Do you remember
where you were last night?" I said no. He said, "I found
that you and I attend the same of halls of learning." He
told me that I had much more spiritual power and consciousness
than I was aware of. Then he said, "They told me that this
meeting was no accident, that you are to have a reading this morning."
He gave me a reading and told me that my karma was going to be
speeded up. In fact in the next few weeks it was going to "pow"
me. I was concerned in two areas at that time: my daughter was
expecting her child, and my son was scheduled to go in for heart
surgery. Yet when he talked to me about my karma being hastened,
I did not consciously tune in on the children. I didn't ask anything
about them, but I thought about it after the reading. John-Roger
asked Muriel what I would say if he told me that my son had only
contracted for 32 years. Muriel said I'd have to accept it and
asked him if I knew. He said, "Not consciously. She didn't
bring in two areas where she was most concerned, but her higher
self is well aware of what's going on and what's going to happen.
She can't be aware of it at this time and handle it. But when
it comes, she'll walk through it, and she'll handle it."
Even though I didn't talk to John-Roger for a long time, he was
aware of what I was going through. I talked to him a few hours
before my son passed on and told him that I didn't like the way
his heart was acting. He didn't respond and then said, "Hold
the Light for him."
When I hung up I thought, "If Carl was going to be all right,
he would have said, he's going to be all right. But he didn't
say anything." So I just let it go, and at 2:30 in the morning
the hospital called and told us that our son had gone on. John-Roger
helped me to understand about losing Carl.
The day after we put him to rest, my son appeared to me. He was
very happy and had a big smile on his face, saying, "Hi Mommy,
I'm home." He let me know that he got to where he was destined
to go.
John-Roger told me as much as he could about my son. He said,
"He is more spiritually aware than you ever thought, and
he touched many people's lives in 32 years." I can believe
this, because he had been in Special Service in the Army. He won
a contest for pantomime and was comparable to Danny Kaye in the
bubbly, happy character that he had; he was very funny and a fantastic
showman. John-Roger told me that he was entertaining the angels
and that he was on the Light team and doing the work of the Light
on the other side.
I was grateful, because I had raised my children spiritually,
which helped them through many things. My son taught me a great
lesson. He was aware that he wasn't going to make it, because
of the heart condition that he had. Yet he kept it to himself.
It takes a very highly evolved soul to be able to walk through
that path. It was hard for him at 32 to let go of a beautiful
wife and two beautiful children. I only hope that I have the strength
that this beautiful man had.
I re-dedicated myself more than ever after we lost Carl. I said
to God, "If I must live, if You don't want to release me
from this world where everything is constantly decaying and dying,
then let me serve. Please don't let me wallow in my heartache
and sorrow. Let me be the Light; let me work in it. Let me dedicate
myself so that my life will be full and have meaning."
As time went on, J-R would come over to me and say, "You're
doing fine; you're getting along." He helped me, like he
was holding my hand and taking me down the road.
I have been tested in many ways in trying to find a teacher. People
just don't know who this man John-Roger is, and what he has to
offer. I'm constantly amazed at how he gives so much love, and
then people turn around, take what he has to give, and kick him.
I asked him, "Don't you know that that's going to happen?"
He answered, "I never allow myself to go into those areas,
because if I did, I'd never be able to work with these people
on a spiritual level."
I said, "I've seen hurt on your face."
He said, "It wasn't my hurt; it was your hurt reflected in
my face." I thought about this and realized that it's true,
that he sees us in our perfection, and he works with that perfection.
Rev. Luba Green
When I first came to Los Angeles, we went down to J-R's. I was
real excited to see him. When he walked in through the door, I
didn't know if he was J-R or not, but I jumped up and gave him
a big hug. That day he gave me a little reading, and I said, "I'd
really like to be like you." We went out, and he bought me
some toys; there was a lot of love then. When J-R and my mother
were alone, he said that I jumped up and gave him a hug, because
he already knew me, and we have always worked together.
Gary Alan Ginthner
The conference began. John-Roger was sitting between Edgar Veytia
and me as we listened to the speakers at the annual MSIA Miami
conference in March 1971. Gradually for fifteen or twenty minutes
the Light that tunes up J-R and fills him with energy before he
speaks was shed on Edgar and myself. It is difficult to describe,
but it was like 3,000 volts running through the center of my heart,
giving warm ecstatic feelings of joy.
Gregory K. Stebbins
John-Roger talked to me about his travels in India and other places.
When we went to San Diego, I thought, "This is going to be
really neat. We get to see San Diego. Gee, the Mystical Traveler
gets to travel around and sight-see; he's really got an easy life."
But being around him up close I see how his work never seems to
stop. If he's not doing Light Studies or seminars, then often
he's out of the body doing some fantastic things, like fighting
off earthquakes, etc. It seems like a task for Superman, and he's
right there doing it.
Around Christmas when we traveled through Palm Springs and Arizona,
he was hard at work transmuting many things. He would describe
the different frequencies of what had happened in certain places
and put Light forms in towns as we slowly drove through.
When we got to Death Valley, we weren't sure if we were going
to go through or not, but the Light went down the road; so we
just followed the Light. Death Valley seemed eerie, a vast and
desolate place. As we were going through, J-R was transmuting
things from people who had died there on the desert - not just
cowboys and settlers who tried to cross Death Valley to get to
California in the 1800s, but tribes of Indians from hundreds of
years ago and through the ages people and different life forms
who had stumbled onto the desert and died. He was out of the body
for quite a while that day. We drove straight home, and afterward
he came back into the body.
He transmutes many things physically. He has so much love for
people, not just for the people close around him which is a tremendous
love - but for anyone who is asking for help. People who pray,
whether they pray to Jesus or whatever, who ask, "Help me,"
open themselves up to the helping Holy Spirit, and J-R is right
there channeling the Holy Spirit through.
It's hard to put into words my appreciation for the training and
the time that he's devoted to me. Sometimes I say to him, "Why
are you doing all this for me? How will I ever be able to repay
you?"
He says, "There's no way you'll be able to repay me,"
which is so true. He gives so much of himself. I think, "God,
I'm so blessed with his presence. His cup keeps running over;
he's got so much to give."
Edgar Veytia
The Mystical Traveler Consciousness has total awareness
on all realms of consciousness. The two primary functions of the
Mystical Traveler are to balance all levels of creation and to
help souls realize their divine nature and establish their consciousness
on the soul realm. Thus working with the Mystical Traveler Consciousness
an individual can more rapidly balance all their karma, complete
the cycle of reincarnation, and become spiritually free. The Mystical
Traveler Consciousness works on the inner levels with anyone who
asks. Having the ability to act as an Inner Master, he can give
guidance and direction to an individual's life. This Consciousness
is a way-shower bringing greater awareness and clarity to a person's
path, always allowing everyone complete freedom of choice to do
it themselves.
Since I have moved to Portland, Oregon, I have felt J-R's presence
so many times, directing me and telling me the way to go, when
I ask him. Sometimes I can get deep in thought. I remember one
instance clearly, and plainly. I was standing at the sink washing
dishes thinking about J-R and Phillip and Wes and Michael and
the others, saying, "Oh God, bless them and help them. "All
of a sudden I felt J-R's presence near me, and I turned around
and embraced the air, so to speak, because his presence was that
strong. I laughed and cried and said, "J-R I love you. It
is so nice to have you near me."
Knowing, as I have for some time, that he is my Inner Master,
I ask for his presence and ask him questions and receive the answers
in his tone and in his inimitable way. Some people may say it
is uncanny, but to me it is not. I have a knowing that I am one
with J-R, and one with all things, and in this I don't overstep
my privileges and interfere with someone else's progression. I
only tune in to others as a source of information that I need
in order to help them, and I tap into J-R's consciousness to receive
answers. We are all one in this understanding and have access
to this knowledge.
Seleta M. Johnson
Springtime of 1968 found me in the midst of a problem which bound
me in painful emotional turmoil. Friends seeking to help invited
me to leave my Boston apartment and join them on an excursion
to Rockport, a small town not far away. There the sea, my beloved
friend always, crashing up to the jagged coast, called me to stay
by her. I watched my friends disappear into the distance over
a grassy hill on their Sunday adventure. Turning my face to the
sea once more, I felt relieved to be alone with her. Standing
on a rocky precipice, I began my mantram, which flowed to the
same rhythm as the crashing waves, the wheeling gulls, the spraying
foam. We moved together in the heartbeat of someone somewhere,
and soon the great ocean took me into her bosom. My mind was quieted
- stood quite still. Peace.
Hours passed as a moment or as forever. When I turned to leave,
the sun was sinking into his red nest for the night. The world
was rose-colored. Each blade of grass, indeed, each living thing
and each non-living thing actually reached out to me, and we smiled.
Finding my friends again, we piled into the car and drove back
to Boston. That night I went to bed in the place of my problems
with a mind at peace and slept well. In the middle of the night
though, I awoke suddenly, sat up, and a voice spoke, saying, "Don't
be afraid. I am watching over you."
Nearly four years later on December 31, 1971, 3,000 miles away
in San Francisco I sat with John-Roger at the end of a Light Study
and asked him who had spoken to me so clearly that night. His
smiling reply - "That was the Mystical Traveler."
Muriel Merchant
J-R was so loving to me after the day of my new initiation. I
called him, and after talking with him I said that I didn't want
to hang up the phone. He said it was only his arm that was putting
down the receiver and that he is always with me.
Muriel Moore
One of my friends was visiting, and we were sitting up one night
talking about the psychic and the spiritual. We had worked with
the Ouija Board. It was 2 o'clock in the morning, and we were
smoking our last cigarettes before going to bed. As I was looking
at Janet, I noticed her face was beginning to turn black and look
funny. I thought to myself that I must really be tired and kept
blinking and watching. Janet was not aware of what I was experiencing
at all. Distorted faces started appearing on her, and because
I was not seeing that clearly, I became frightened. So, being
the Unity student that I was, I used an affirmation for assistance.
The one that came into my head was, "Jesus Christ is the
head of my life." I kept repeating that over and over. With
that statement came a new face on Janet. At that time I interpreted
it as the face of Jesus - with long blondish brown hair, olive
skin, and the most beautiful clear blue eyes that I have ever
seen. Also with it came the white Light, which was not actually
white, but glowing. It was around Janet and me, and that beautiful
face on Janet, that Light, and I were all One. This lasted 15
seconds, and the Light stayed in the room for about 10 minutes.
Janet and I put our cigarettes out in a hurry and went right to
bed. I really felt that I had seen the face of Jesus, because
of the affirmation that I had been using.
Many months later I went over to John-Roger's house for an Aura
Balance. Afterward I went into the office to see Candy and Pauli.
On the wall was a picture of someone with blondish hair, olive
skin and beautiful clear blue eyes. I immediately recognized it
as the face I had seen on Janet that night. I was excited and
demanded to know who it was. Pauli told me I would have to check
with John-Roger for verification, but she thought it was a painting
of J-R's high self. I hesitated for a long time to get it verified,
because on one level I was afraid that it might not be accurate.
In a Light Study, I finally asked John-Roger if that had been
the face I had seen on Janet two years before. I was told that
I had not seen that clearly, but yes, it had been John-Roger.
My joy was over-flowing.
Carolyn McIlrath
I was living in Canada and went to see some friends in the country.
I was walking down a little path in the forest behind a friend
of mine, and she was talking to me about life and love as the
light was shining through the trees. Her green dress trailed on
the ground, and a thick red braid hung down her back. She was
like a young and beautiful "Fairy Godmother." I went
into enlightenment where I suddenly realized that the karmic debt
had been paid. It was time to move on, so I was free to go home.
A silent voice asked me, "How long are you going to shut
me out?" I've thought this was the voice of my teacher, my
high self, or my inner self. That afternoon on the ferry boat
coming back to Vancouver from the country, a most beautiful, bright
rainbow reached all the way across the sky. I couldn't stop crying.
I had been through my deepest agony and loneliness, and many beautiful
souls had guided and comforted me.
Rev. Lenora Rayna Albro
When I was 21 years old, I was undergoing a nervous breakdown,
and spent five weeks in a rest home high in the hills overlooking
Los Angeles. The last week I was there, I went outdoors and saw
the city changing colors from orange to red to purple as the sun
set. When it changed to purple, suddenly I had a feeling of peace
come upon me. I looked up in the heavens and saw a large star
winking at me. I thought that I would soon be moving on to an
exciting adventure. I felt hopeful and joyous and later discovered
that John-Roger first revealed himself to me then.
Kathy Jeffares
One summer I flunked several tests, and as old habit patterns
were being ripped away from me, I was staring at myself. Finally
I called John-Roger's house, and Rama Fox answered. In tears I
told her I was desperate, that I didn't know what I was doing,
and asked if she could help me. She said she was busy right then
and would call me back. She told me to sit down, quiet myself
and wait for the Inner Master. I said okay, but inside I was saying,
"I don't want the Inner Master right now; I want someone
to talk to." I sat down and took several deep breaths. The
purple Light appeared. Nothing changed on the outside, but that
purple Light engulfed me with love and peace and beauty. My depression
began to lift, and I got up and went out to weed my rose garden.
I realized that I was weeding many gardens.
When I came back into the house, the phone rang, and it was Rama.
I was clear enough then to talk. After listening to my negativity
for an hour, she said, "You have to decide what is most important
for you. If you decide that it is God realization and reaching
the soul realm, then all else will fall into place."
I hadn't really thought that was so important, and I realized
that is what J-R talks about. Since then there has been marked
change, and I have been experiencing the Inner Master.
Carolyn McIlrath
I never had to transverse the abyss from blind faith to belief.
Life has been locating that which is infinite enough to give my
knowledge total substance. Through experiences I worked through
the finite and found the infiniteness of God. There were periods
of deep despair and confusion, where I queried the meanings of
actions and interactions of my own and others about me. It was
frustrating to be in earnest search and to have the answer beyond
my grasp. Although I had seen three rainbows of exquisite color
and vibrancy simultaneously stretching themselves across the vast
expanses of mid-Pacific, I had not yet caught the perfect wave.
I had seen the geometrics of snowflakes falling on the Continental
Divide but had not followed them individually from snowfall to
waterfall. I had smelled the scent of life but had not yet fertilized
the valley of the flowers with my earth. I felt limited, trapped.
I was looking for the Light of the Holy Spirit.
I met a man who is a perfect mirror. He is always one step ahead,
encouraging and helping, and letting me do it myself. His is a
perfect love. He gives me the keys as fast as I can turn the locks.
I began operating out of a state of Godness and Goodness, playing
and praying everyday that I choose back, so that I might be chosen.
It's a positive, joyous, wonderful free-living state - an "I
do" state. I am learning within MSIA that the reward for
doing is the ability to do more.
I see perfect love manifested here by Dr. John-Roger Hinkins.
I see someone who is doing, and I know that I can do also. The
Mystical Traveler Consciousness is with me at all times, an Inner
Master to guide, to support, and to use. I'm beginning to understand
Christmas, brotherhood, change, transcendence and love. Someone
woke me up early one Sunday morning with a phone call and asked,
"What have you been doing?"
My only answer was, "Taking every opportunity to lift up."
Mark T. Holmes
While attending the University of California at Santa Barbara
as a pre-med. student, I met some people whose attitude reflected
a quality of spiritual Light. I decided to go with them to a seminar
in Los Angeles. I was excited to see the man John-Roger, although
I didn't know then why. When he came in, I had an unusual feeling
that he knew I was watching him, but he didn't look my way. I
was so glad to be among people who had the Light. During the seminar
John-Roger asked to see me afterward, and I felt privileged that
this great teacher should ask to see me. He told me some personal
things that helped me understand my awareness better. A blessing,
indeed. At these seminars, it seemed like John-Roger was talking
directly to me about things that were happening in my life. I
wondered whether it was fair to the other people who were there,
because he was taking all this time for me. But after talking
to other people, I found out that they thought he was talking
directly to them about things that were happening in their
lives. The Holy Spirit through the Mystical Consciousness is able
to talk to people on an individual level about their situations
by matching the inward experience with what is said outwardly.
So ordinary conversation becomes meaningful teachings.
Spiritual progress is subtle. It wasn't until a year later when
I saw the reference point of an old situation that I realized
how much I had grown. I was learning to endure and rise above
all situations and to do it with love regardless of the environment.
I was finding that true freedom comes from the True Self within.
Spiritual progress for me is also attuning to an inner guidance.
Working in this Movement of Spiritual Inner Awareness I know that
the Mystical Traveler Consciousness has the ability to be an inner
guide for me. This inner guidance can be there, but it doesn't
do much good unless I can attune myself to it. I have been learning
to discriminate between the mind and this inner guidance, because
the mind will try to hold me within certain mentalized restrictions.
Understanding of this only comes through experience. It seems
to me from observation of myself and others that we resist the
teachings of truth that are brought to us. Perhaps somehow in
our human consciousness we figure we are gods and can't be taught,
because we already know. I have resisted truth, but much growth
has come from learning to learn. By cooperating with the Mystical
Traveler Consciousness, my resistance is transmuted into determination
- a spiritual gift and a strength.
Rev. Wesley A. Whitmore
Because no one was around, I would ask myself "What should
I do? I'd hear conflicting thoughts and whole conversations, which
were getting me nowhere. I was trying to tune into a higher force.
First, I had faith there was one. Then I was becoming more aware
of the basic self and realized how it could come in and distort.
I set up guidelines for myself, so I could tell if something was
from the Inner Master or from the basic self. If it was for the
highest good of all concerned, if it did not inflict on me or
anyone else, and if it was of a lifting nature, then it is a Light
action. I would ask, "Do I feel clear in this?" If I
felt a doubt, sometimes I would do it anyway just to see - many
times I got burned or shocked, and sometimes I didn't. It became
a scientific process. When I talk to people I ask that the Light
be with us, and I see it around me and the other person. I stay
as clear as I can in that moment. If I didn't feel clear, I figured
that there was a basic self reaction, or the high self was warning
me. By assuming that I was working with the Light for the highest
good of all concerned, I became increasingly aware.
The high self doesn't tell me what to do. It will say, "Be
careful in this situation." Maybe I am walking on a roof,
and it says, "Be careful how you walk," whereas the
basic may come through with a fearful, "Watch it, you'll
hurt yourself!" Different reference points inside started
showing me. Not always did it work for me, but more and more I
started seeing how the basic self acts in a situation. It is funny
to see the basic going up and kicking someone, and then instead
of giving it negative energy, I chuckle to myself and refocus
on a lifting action.
I am learning not to take counsel of my fears or doubts, because
then I see things through those eyes. In the mind it is impossible
to have a God, for how would the mind consider anything greater
than itself? When there is a threat of disturbance, I refocus
my attention on the Divine. It is not important what comes, but
how I handle what comes. I have watched John-Roger use situations
to lift great numbers of people. It is an incredible opportunity
to know someone who has a pure line to the God-source. Wherever
he is, things are going on. Many people notice that when they
are around him, that they start feeling their negativity or fear
coming up, and if they let them go, they are pulled up and dispersed.
Rev. Michael Sun
I recognize the Inner Master, the Light, by it's utter reasonability.
Practicality. Pragmatism. Anytime I get to a situation where I
involve emotions in a decision, I become imbalanced. I listen
to John-Roger, the Inner Master, saying. "You have five choices.
A will lead you to such and such; B is out of the question for
you, and you know why; C will lead you down a path of sorrow,
but it will be good experience; D might be working; choice E ..."
and then it stops talking to me and doesn't say what choice to
make. Then I hear another voice saying, "Okay dummy, you
heard what the man said; you have your choices." Sometimes
I may stand pat, and on occasion I have ignored the Inner Master
and gotten in a peck of trouble.
Rev. Penelope Rutherford
I was feeling alone in my spirituality. Then I began feeling more
and more that J-R was with me spiritually. One night I was walking
alone in the cold rain thinking about philosophy and life, and
I saw purple flashes on the wet cement. "When you see purple,
I am with you," John-Roger had said.
I was skeptical, and yet something within me was saying, ''He
probably really is." I have to say that I am still questioning.
However, my life is much less alone and less alienated.
One summer I began feeling that I was tuning into the Inner Master.
I would lay down on my bed and ask a question. There was a certain
feeling that I knew was the Inner Master, a sureness that it was
a good answer, which was a reference point. There have been many
times when I have acted on the counsel of the Inner Master. Sometimes
I would check it out with the I Ching, because the
decisions were so important that I wanted to have two things going.
The advice worked out beautifully.
One situation was refusing induction into the army. A year later
I was tried and found innocent of illegally refusing induction.
I look at the Inner Master not as something that tells me what
to do but rather as making me aware of all the possibilities.
I like to feel I am making my own decisions, and yet there is
a part of me that would like someone or something to make my decisions
for me. It has been a struggle.
To be tuned into the Inner Master means to be spiritually balanced,
or rather to the extent one is balanced, one is able to tune into
the Inner Master. I use the imagination as a prop to make the
mind and the Inner Master meet - a bridge between. The Inner Master
is too nebulous for my mind which tends to think in concrete symbols
and images. The imagination will take the feeling and put it into
a picture and concretize the message. Imagine John-Roger saying,
"Well, sure." In a sense he is saying that, and in a
sense he isn't, because he isn't here speaking physically. This
process is subtle, as it involves sorting out the mind, the emotions,
fears, and anxieties.
Last year things changed. I met a girl, and a whole sphere of
love and affection came forward. Before this I had fixed ideas
about spirituality, which weren't flexible or free-flowing. I
saw myself as a native son of MSIA and in a very secure position.
Then someone told me derogatory information about John-Roger,
which I believed.... I found myself cut off from the Inner Master.
Shock! How could I be cut off from the Inner Master? Does this
mean I had to incarnate back for 25,000 years? As I understand
it John-Roger has said if one turns from the Light, it may be
25,000 years before he gets another chance.
My first response was to humble myself, because I was frightened.
I talked to John-Roger, and he said that because I believed that
person's lies, I had lost my initiation. I felt like I was being
kicked out of the Movement, which terrified me. It appeared to
me that he said it very gruffly, like, "Good luck, I hope
you find someone else to tune you in." My illusions had caused
me to be a fanatic, struggling to stay in the good graces of the
Movement. Finally, I began thinking, "25,000 years. I can
handle that, if being true to myself means 25,000 years of incarnations.
It is okay." It was at this point that I began to tune back
in, and later was re-initiated into the Sound Current of God in
the Movement.
John Lee
The two most wonderful days of my life were when I was ordained,
and when David and I were married. I was ordained on the day of
my last class in beginning astrology. I went in with so much love
and ended giving a seminar on the different realms of Light. Everyone
was feeling this tremendous love and was overwhelmed. I could
hardly see anybody; the Light was so thick, and when the people
left, they said, "You've given us so much besides astrology."
When we were married, I had an excuse to express all the love
I could and be open about it. It was a dreamland. That's what
happens when one is married by the Mystical Traveler.
Cheryl Allen
I was becoming more aware of karma. I didn't want to have to reincarnate
back on this planet, but I didn't know how to avoid it. I had
been told by psychics that I would have an opportunity to graduate
from returning to this planet. I would contemplate, "Okay,
I know I don't want to come back here. That means I have to pay
off all karma, not only from this lifetime, but all other lifetimes.
Also I have to stop creating new karma. I'm willing to pay off
all my karma no matter how long it takes, but how do I right here
and now today stop creating new karma?" I knew if I was kind
and loving to my neighbor, that I could keep from racking up too
much new karma; yet it wasn't specific or definite enough. I thought,
"I'll never be able to do this by myself. I need a teacher
who knows how to show me exactly step by step, like a recipe for
baking a cake, how to stop creating new karma. But gosh, I can't
go to India or a Tibetan monastery or to an ashram in New Mexico.
I'm right here in Los Angeles. What can I do?" I hoped to
somehow stumble across the information.
I went to a friend's house one night where another girl was talking
about how she was sitting at her typewriter and asked her teacher,
"Are you with me, J-R?" and this purple Light appeared
over her typewriter.
I exclaimed, "What? What are you talking about? Who are you
talking about?"
She said, "Oh, a teacher."
"A teacher? A teacher who can make a purple Light appear
over your typewriter?" I asked. I had been seeing a purple
Light for five or six years. Sometimes before I would go to sleep
at night when I'd close my eyes or after my spiritual exercises,
I would see this purple Light that would come into me in a wave.
"Where is he? How do I find him?" I didn't have to know
his name or what he looked like or what country he came from or
whether he was a Christian or a Moslem or a Hindu or a Buddhist;
it made no difference to me. The purple Light was what did it.
She told me about MSIA seminars in Los Angeles.
When I walked into the seminar, I noticed the people were very
happy, and their vibrations were very high. I saw a man saying
hello to people and got a beautiful feeling in my heart for him.
As he passed in front of me through the crowd, suddenly my whole
head started burning and tingling with such a tremendous force
that I was thrown back.
Then my friend said, "J-R, I'd like you to meet Rayna."
He looked at me and said, "God bless you." As he went
and sat in his chair in front, I realized I had met him four years
before in a so-called "dream" in May of 1968, which
coincided with the first Movement of Spiritual Inner Awareness
seminars.
I "dreamed" that I went to see a helper or master who
had come to give counsel to many people. He was giving interviews
in a little bungalow by the ocean. There was a young man out in
front who was taking appointments. I waited all day for my turn.
Finally when the sun was setting over the ocean, I went to this
secretary outside and said, "Can't I see him now? If I don't,
I'll have to go back without talking to him. I've been waiting
all day." He said I could be next.
I went inside the bungalow and sat opposite a man who was dressed
in a turtle-neck sweater with a sport jacket. He was looking at
me and smiling, and I immediately recognized him as one of my
teachers, although to my conscious memory there was no reason
why I should know him. He was smiling and sending me this telepathic
thought, "Okay, what's your problem?" When I saw him
I realized that I didn't have any problems, and I didn't have
any questions. All the questions of cosmic importance that I thought
I had to ask him were already answered, and since I had no questions,
I started laughing. When he saw me doing that, he smiled and sent
me this thought, "Oh good, you're catching on." Then
I saw that he wasn't really there - a form of a body had been
placed there for my convenience, because it may have been hard
for me to relate to a purple Light in the middle of the room.
The consciousness was there, but it could assume any form that
it felt would be harmonious or needed. When he saw that I understood
that, he gave me another little nod, "Oh good, you see that
too."
Then he showed me a big picture of my mother's face. I felt a
shock of fear and rejection. I said, "My mother! What does
she have to do with all this?"
The next thing I knew, I was back in my bed on this plane. It
was dawn, and the sun was just coming up. From that day I started
mending my spoiled relationship with my mother, and today we are
really good friends.
So in February of 1972 when I first saw J-R sitting in his chair
at the seminar, I remembered I had met him four years before and
that the Light Being was J-R too.
Rev. Lenora Rayna Albro
In the dream state a person can balance karmic situations,
experience lessons for their spiritual growth, and receive guidance
for their progression. Often through a dream, while working in
one's inner realms, one can discover greater understanding of
the patterns in one's life. Also, vivid dream experiences for
many people are more real than the physical world, and may be
an experience on the other side, or universal invisible realms
of consciousness. While free of the limitations of the physical
body during the sleep state, one may be taken by the Mystical
Traveler in the protection of soul consciousness to experience
the higher dimensions of life.
Before I met John-Roger in person, I dreamed I was someplace which
felt very much like home to me. A boy was with me, and it seemed
that we were waiting for guidance from a particular "teacher"
who was also present. There was also a man there who had come
with the other fellow. This man sat down beside me, and I felt
a tremendous peace coming from him. I turned to look at him and
saw that it was John-Roger. He placed his hand gently on my shoulder
and asked me why I was so sad. I said I didn't know; yet we both
knew why, but no words were necessary. (For the last few weeks
my spirits had not been soaring. I had been wrapped in self. I
had realized it but had not done too much about it.) I then placed
my Light shield around me and began to call the white Light down
upon me. Before I knew it, John-Roger was standing behind me.
He bent down and kissed me, and I felt myself flying through space.
At first I was frightened, but then I knew everything was all
right. I had complete trust in this man. Colors were flashing
before my eyes. Then I became aware of my physical body again,
as energy entered through the top of my head, and I felt myself
gradually beginning to vibrate with Light. Slowly opening one
eye, I found that I was again tucked between the sheets. I haven't
felt that uneasiness within me since, and my head has been filled
with thoughts of this man.
Sallie Thomas
I spent seven months trapped in a wheelchair with a broken leg.
At that time I had a vivid dream that I was climbing a hill. I
was struggling through bramble bushes, while all along there was
a paved road right up the hill, which I never seemed to see. I
finally got to the top of the hill and discovered my wheelchair
and crutches. I sat in my wheelchair for a few moments. Then I
got up and started along with the crutches. Suddenly the crutches
disappeared, and I walked alone up to a large mansion. What bothered
me was that there was no light inside; all the light was on the
ground and shining on the mansion.
After I awoke, I went from friend to friend asking what it meant,
but nothing seemed to satisfy me. One day I asked myself, "What
does it mean?" I thought the mansion referred to the statement
from the Bible: "In my Father's house are many mansions."
My mansion is me, and there was no light in my mansion, meaning
that I had not brought much Light into myself. Instead everything
was on the outside shining on me. I deeply felt that I wanted
to change my life.
Kathy Jeffares
I had a dream, or an experience on the other side, which really
impressed me. I found myself with a friend, who is now in MSIA.
A person who had given us psychic readings handed us a book on
psychic phenomena. Then a jolly little fellow with a quality of
mastership about him appeared in the distance wearing beautiful
robes and a magician's cap. He said, "Come with me. I have
something to show you." He led us up a winding staircase,
and on the way we showed him the book that the psychic reader
had given us. His attitude was, "Oh, that's very nice, but
I have something else to show you." When we got to the end
of the winding staircase, he took my friend into a room. After
a while they came out, and I noticed how much Light there was
around this strange little man. Then I went in. In the room there
was a huge book, like a Bible with pictures. We opened it from
the back, and on the last page it said, "This book begins
at the end. "So I started reading the book backwards. It
was like an animated cartoon and fascinating, but as soon as I
read a paragraph I would forget what it said, although I had understood
while reading it. Then, in the physical, people were making noise
outside my room, and I was starting to wake up, but I didn't want
to. I kept trying to go back and read some more of this book.
I was at the flood but kept getting pulled awake. The words and
pictures would fade and then get clear and then fade again. When
I finally woke up I was disappointed that I hadn't been able to
finish reading that book. I think that the little man in the dream
was John-Roger showing me the akashic records. He looked like
John-Roger, and felt like John-Roger, although I had never seen
or heard of him in the physical at that time.
Vera M. Sedler
I went to sleep after going to my first seminar and dreamed that
John-Roger was walking me around an old dilapidated house with
a big garage and stairway coming down from the second floor. The
stairway and the back part of the house were covered with ivy.
John-Roger said, "That's what we are going to do with you."
"Hey, wait a minute, man, I don't need that."
"It's cool."
"Well, if you've got to, but you don't really mean me?"
Some months later I recognized that he was going to take away
the old stuff that wasn't working and leave the new that was growing
- but it took two to three months to accept. Then I started cooperating
and becoming the ivy that was growing.
Rev. Penelope Rutherford
I've had many dreams in which John-Roger played a starring role.
I would tell someone about a dream, and they'd begin to tell me
about the same dream. We would find out that there were three
or four people in on the dream and that it was an actual experience
on the other side in which we were all gathered.
Henry Conyers
One technique taught by the Movement is recording and studying
dreams. Teaching actions can be brought from the other side into
conscious awareness and use. I had a dream in which I was sitting
in front of a classroom full of students listening to a lecture.
There was quite a commotion going on at the back of the room caused
by a youth who was having an epileptic fit. I walked back to the
boy and put my left hand over his navel area. I didn't have the
slightest idea what I was doing - it just seemed like a good idea.
I wondered what all these people were thinking of me. I moved
my hand down over the pubic area, and I could see that the boy
was calming down. Then I placed my hand back over the navel area
for a few more moments until the boy was asleep. Later I asked
J-R what this dream was about, and he said I was being taught
a healing technique. The stomach chakra is the center for epilepsy,
and my left hand is my spiritual hand in healing. I was channeling
the Light for that boy.
In another dream I simply heard a very authoritative voice say,
"Taking a deep breath will keep you in tune with your higher
self." I have since found deep breathing to be a very effective
technique for achieving an instant calm whenever I am in a tension-producing
situation.
In still another dream I found myself in what appeared to be a
helicopter shaped like a lady-bug. There were no windows in the
cabin, so I sat in the cockpit area where I could see where we
were going. It looked like we were in New York City - there were
tall buildings. When we had risen above the buildings, a door
opened, like an elevator door, and I stepped out into a scene
similar to that depicted on the Tarot card, ''The Judgement"
in which a man, woman, and child are rising up out of coffins.
The man stands upright in the center, the woman kneels on the
right, and the child stands on the left. In the dreams, Vera Sedler
held my right hand and one of my sons held my left, and we maintained
these relative positions as we lifted up into the air together,
making slow 360 degree turns all the while. We could view the
countryside completely, and the feeling was one of exhilaration.
J-R later explained that I was in something like a "flying
saucer," and the stepping out of the elevator indicated levitation.
Gary Collier
One night before I fell asleep, I decided to send everybody I
could think of the Light, which created a ball of Light. I put
the people in it, seeing them surrounded by the Light, and after
fifteen minutes I fell asleep. On the other side I was standing
in an open space as the Light hit me - pure 10,000 volt energy.
My body turned pure white. I felt the Light came to me because
I had sent the Light to other people.
Rev. Steve Brisken
During an operation they drugged me, and I remember one "dream"
in which J-R took me by the hand and pulled me along through a
tube or corridor in what looked like body cells. It was a gray
corridor and had round cells in it, which opened into a bigger
castle of long orange cells. I felt so wonderful, contented, and
fulfilled within myself. Later I called J-R and asked if that
was a fantastic voyage through my body. He said, "Yes, we
did a change of consciousness on you." The next time he saw
me, he said, "Yes, that is much better."
Cheryl Allen
The first time that John-Roger came to me in a dream was when
I needed him very much. My husband and I were on a trip in Mexico
on a very old train which had a flat wheel under our compartment.
My husband was inebriated and in a bad condition. I thought how
far I was from home and from the doctor's help. I called on John-Roger,
and in the sleep state I saw him give my husband a treatment.
The next day he was much better. When I was back in the states,
I said to John-Roger, "I saw you give Ben a treatment."
He nodded his head yes.
One summer I dreamed I had gone to a fair and met John-Roger in
a dance arena. He took my hand and asked me to dance. I apologized
for not being able to dance, but to my amazement I danced with
John-Roger a long time. Finally when the beautiful music came
to an end, we thanked each other for the dance over and over.
Then I asked him, "Would you tell Pauli that I have not received
my Home Study Discourse?"
He replied, "You can call her." To my surprise, the
lesson came in the mail the next day.
Alma Clary
It was on the third and last night of a camping trip that I was
lying in my tent when I fell off to sleep. I had been asleep only
a few minutes when I awoke from a dream experience that was as
real as if I were awake. I was with many friends. I was talking
to one of them when John-Roger approached me. He said, "Herb,
come with me. I want to tell you something." We stepped aside
so that we could talk without being disturbed. He began telling
me about a member of my family who was away at school in Utah.
He told me what was happening to this person and that my family
would be very disturbed when they would hear about it. He went
on to tell me that everything would be all right; there wasn't
anything to worry about.
The next day when I returned home from my camping trip, there
was a message for me to call home as soon as possible. When I
contacted my mother, she began telling me about this urgent situation
in Utah, which was the same information I had received from John-Roger
the night before. When I told her of my experience and about John-Roger
saying that everything would work out just fine, she relaxed and
didn't worry so much. Shortly, we heard from Utah that everything
was indeed all right, just as John-Roger said it would be.
Herbert Holmes
Recently I found myself in a panicky situation in the dream state.
Everything happened so quickly, and I reverted to an old habit
pattern of fear for survival. I didn't think of the Light. I forgot
everything except saving myself. I managed to do this but awakened
feeling very depressed. I felt this had been a test, and I had
blown it. I heard a voice say, "Why didn't you ask for the
Light?"
I had asked for the Light many times in the dream state, but this
time there was no time to think. I realized I was being trained.
This was an area that needed strengthening. Letting go and letting
God has not come easy for me.
Wanda Mansbach
I had a dream where there was a woman in trouble, and she was
talking to me on the telephone; she was in dire, desperate straights,
suffering, and needed help immediately. There were many people
around me cutting up, making noise, making fun, and pulling the
telephone away. I got extremely angry and infuriated. In my earlier
dreams I had lashed back at these people. By this time I was at
the point where I just took a book and threw it against the wall.
I wouldn't unleash it against somebody, but I still had it there
to unleash. I woke up in a sweat, and said, "No, no, I blew
it. I want to go back and do it right."
So I went back to sleep. Then the situation arose where there
was a police line-up, and I suddenly found myself in the line.
They got to me and said, "Okay, take down your pants."
I looked at this big policeman and said, "I love you."
I really felt love toward him. I gave up. I thought, "Okay
God, this is the end; this is the most horrible thing." It
had the most horrible memories for me, and the only thing I could
do was say, "I love you." Suddenly his face burst into
flame and became plastic, and then it all burst into flame. Then
there were suddenly many people around cheering and clapping their
hands. In my dream I fell down in exhaustion and woke up completely
exhausted, breathing heavily and in a cold sweat.
David Allen
I had a dream where I was standing by myself on the beach; there
were two girls and a man behind me. I was at the edge of the water
looking out to sea. A large balloon came floating through the
air from over the horizon toward me with a large rope hanging
underneath. As it approached me it began to rise. I thought, "Should
I grab it?" I did and it pulled me up. I hesitated for a
moment but held on. I tied the rope around my hand and looked
down at the foreshortened view of my body hanging from the rope.
I saw my friends waving goodbye and become little dots as I went
up. I rose and began to see the roundness of the planet, and then
it shrank away into a little dot.
Then I was sitting in a room with a man who was behind his desk.
He said, "Perception, you understand, is not what you are
perceiving, but how you are perceiving it." He asked me to
walk over to a window which overlooked a city. I did and looked
out. He asked me what I saw.
"A really smoggy city filled with noise and pollution,"
I said. "It is ugly out there."
"Did you know that there is great love there?" he asked.
All of a sudden my consciousness zeroed in on people's faces.
They were smiling. "Perception. Just decide how you want
to handle this, and it shall be. If you look out and see that
there is badness and negativity, then this is what will come forward.
Feel the things that feel most comfortable."
I felt, "Love."
I had another dream where I found myself walking toward a school,
and I started talking. It didn't feel like my voice, as it was
thunderous and seemed to come from all the people who were standing
around the school. Like a Universal Voice we said, "Do it
now." It was very loud and shook us all, yet there was no
fear.
People started coming together into a great circle and began disrobing.
We all joined hands and put our arms around each other. A tall
young blond man came up and asked me, "Is this the Congregation
of All the Children of Earth?" I said I didn't know, but
whatever it was, it sure felt wonderful. We entered the circle,
and I found myself in the center with a black man. He took my
hands and began to swing me around. I told him we were moving
too fast. He stepped aside, and John-Roger took my hands in his.
He swung me around, our hands over our heads, London Bridges style.
I felt I was the center attraction; everyone knew of the joy I
was feeling, and I could hear laughing around me. I recognized
the laughing, even though I could not see anybody. We kept circling
around, and I felt my consciousness was being lifted above my
body. My eyes were closed, and all I could see in my consciousness
was spiraling purple. Our heads were butted together, and I felt
the touch of total enlightenment. All questions, alienations,
all forms of negativity, and all impure things were instantly
lifted from me. I was so overjoyed that I woke myself up because
I was laughing so loudly.
Bill Glazier
John-Roger came from Paris to Munich to visit with me, but the
meeting didn't happen. The same Wednesday I worked late at my
office. The girl who was living in the same house as me was killed
in an automobile accident that day. She was in a car with her
boyfriend; they hit a tree, and she died. I hadn't been home or
heard anything about the accident. That night I had a dream where
some people were really afraid. I asked, "What are you so
afraid of?"
They said, "The spirit of this person who had just died came
back, and it's trying to kill its lover and doing nasty things
like knocking things over and destroying houses." I didn't
believe it.
I was walking around in this dream and came upon a newly built
mausoleum. I looked at the paintings on the walls, and the paint
was still fresh on them. Then I saw a spirit gliding across the
room; so I grabbed ahold of it, saying, "Why are you doing
these things to the people? Why do you want to kill this person?
Did he kill you? Did they murder you?"
She said, "No, they didn't murder me, but I just can't stand
this person living on the planet without me being here too."
I took it in front of a mirror that was divided off into several
sections, and as I broke each section of the mirror, each level
of its energy dissipated until there was just one section of the
mirror left. At this point it asked me, "Please don't. Please
work with me and help me be free of this."
I replied, "Okay." I knew once it had said that, it
would be free. The other people were still afraid. They were watching
it and brought more mirrors in case it went back on its word.
I woke up and immediately turned on the light, because the presence
was still there so strongly. I came back to my house on Friday
and found out about the death of the girl on Wednesday afternoon.
I had a dream when I was in Sweden about the United States and
other countries in the world getting into a nuclear holocaust
where almost everything was destroyed. The social and governmental
systems were no longer organized or functioning. What was left
was completely destroyed by people looting and vandalizing. They
had never lived in freedom where they didn't have policemen over
them, and a "survival of the fittest" consciousness
came forward. In the dream there were also people who had been
studying Spirit and working with the Light consciousness, learning
how to direct their consciousness. They came together and started
working to build a new society within themselves, relying on each
other and their techniques until there were little shelters being
created all over the world. They were growing so large that people
who were on the rampage and had burnt themselves out finally said,
"Help us, please. Can we come into your community?"
We were saying, "Oh certainly, but these are some of the
guidelines toward Spirit and the higher consciousness of the evolvement
of mankind into a God awareness." Finally this spread over
the planet until there was a new social structure that was directing
itself as a responsible creator.
Randy Garver