Dear All,
This morning I share with you a higher state
from Mervyn that has fed me infinitely.
It is part of his notes on Mysticism. Every
time I see a fire I ‘remember’ this higher
state. I believe one of the greatest blessings
of being part of a School is that we are able
to live certain experiences through other
students. This state of Mervyn has stayed
with me since I heard it for the first time.
Every time I watch a piece of coal on fire
I see Influence C being liberated from a
prison. I hope this text may serve as a
reminder and bring you a little closer to the
awakening process lived by our Teacher.
With Love,
Hector
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I remember studying some ex-Students from my
old School in Canada and they seemed to
think the whole thing required extraordinary
efforts. It was like they were trying to use
the will of the machine to awaken the Soul.
There are still 1000's of people all around
the world stuck in this way. It is as if we
need oars to row the yacht out of the
Harbor! This was what I called 4th way #1.
But when a good wind came and it was time
to abandon the oars and raise the Sails
they would not. They insisted on rowing
across the ocean.
Inexperienced Teachers often order a
Student not to raise the Sails as they fear
them and do not know what they are. This way
they keep the Student stuck and often
unwittingly will send a well-meaning person
back to be crucified afresh.
Mysticism starts with the raising of the
Sails and the Gods provide the Wind. To go
into the open Sea is different than rowing
around the shore.
As I evolved in the work and after 10m years
of meetings I began to experience Aridity or
dryness. There was no juice anymore, just
the same old regurgitated angles, and people
becoming more brittle in their work.
I increased my efforts to counter this
and then stopped dead.
It was not that I would not continue
in this way, but that I could not.
I sensed the limitations of rowing versus
the Sail and started to overcome the
criticism of others that in applying
the Sails I was slothful and lazy. This
criticism had kept me rowing for many years.
I started to understand that to "Know" truths
by a simple glance of the Soul was a Mode of
Knowledge and Understanding far above the
Human Mind. The Mind in its turn seeks after
Truths by reasoning and will not tend to
acknowledge the Superhuman or Mystical
Modes, or even their existence.
One evening 5 years before I awoke I was
sitting with some Students around a big coal
fire. A Student had put on a fresh supply of
Coal and we were sitting around, drinking
wine and discussing "The Ray of Creation."
I heard great angles and counter angles.
Passions were roused and disagreements
abounded ...
Quietly and without warning I was noticing
the flames licking around the black coal as
a beast of prey would lick the carcass in
anticipation. I could still hear me Fellows
and their discussions but now the flames
were beckoning me.
Suddenly I saw trees growing for hundreds of
years and dying. Then I saw them crashing to
the Forest floor and more growing in their
place, and the same thing happening over and
over. My understanding went into warp speed
and I saw eons of trees growing and being
pushed down into the earth.
I saw that the first tree took a hundred
years of soaking up the energy of the sun and
containing it in its wood and the second and
third and so on. Millions of years of
captured Sun in wood being buried deeper and
deeper into the earth.
What a prison for this Solar energy!
I thought of the Fall of Man.
I saw the Solar energy experiencing tragic
suffering, disconnected completely from its
origins and source - buried deep in the
blackness of the Earth. At this point I felt
in despair as I watched the energy in Hell.
All hope abandoned,
doomed to an eternal blackness.
There was something strangely familiar in
this and it triggered a grief within me
that all was lost.
Then ... What was that? The energy saw a
light, but how could that be? There was no
light here and yet it was coming nearer.
My God is a Miners Hat. Millions of years
in this darkness had turned me into Coal
and here a human Miner had dug down into
the Earth to find me. For some reason I
remembered in Snow White that the Dwarfs
were digging down in the mines for Gems ...
I was in ecstasy thinking of the
exhilaration the Solar energy in the Coal
must have felt, because I was it too. In
10 Minutes it was freed and transported to
the outside world. Back into the light. I
felt the Coal crying out with joy and relief
at its deliverance. It was home and was now
attached once again to the light
and its source.
It was just like when I found the work.
I felt once again connected to the Source.
Hey, but now it was COAL. Yes it was
reconnected to the source, but home was
still a long way away. Just like me.
Now I was transported back to the fire and
the flames were starting to really sprout.
What a lousy end for the coal! To have
endured millions of tree lives and millions
of years in the bowels of the earth and now
just to be burned here in the fire
to keep me warm.
Bang…
Another wave hit me - much bigger than the
one which took me under the earth - and I am
sure I could sense something (Which many
years later became "The Nameless") close by.
As I exploded with energy I could see that
the flames were not destroying the coal. Yes
they were destroying the Coal, but they were
also releasing the Solar energy trapped
inside it. I was in ecstasy as I saw the
Solar Energy now being released in the form
of Fire and flames, leaping for joy up the
chimney and home.
It was like Summer in Vivaldi's "Four
Seasons" was being played and I could hear
the squeals of delight and relief as the
Solar Energy leapt up the Chimney and home.
I saw that at death I will be released from
the creature as this was from the coal.
Death was not destruction, but liberation.
I had just been privy to the most
astonishing understanding and visions. I
knew this was not imagination. I could not
imagine at that speed and what about the
quality of the realizations?
It was to say, at the least, Miraculous.
I must have given off a sigh of some sort,
because one of the Students asked me was I
alright. I think I looked dazed as I
adjusted to this slow ponderous world. The
Leader looked at me in a quizzing Saturnine
way and told me he would like to offer me
a photograph.
"You have been in imagination" He said
condescendingly. The others laughed and said
"Come on Mervyn, What do you think about
the Ray of Creation?" "I think it is real,"
I said and I realized that I could never
tell them what had just happened.
But this time they were not going to make me
abandon what had happened.
I knew it was real.
I had been to Sea, not rowing or sailing,
but in a Speed Boat, and it would take a
long time for me to even begin to formulate
the words for what had happened.
I had tasted the Mystical States ...
and none of them had noticed.
~ Mervyn Brady
