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Saint Germain,
October 29, 2009.
My Beloved, Saint Germain
I am. Known as Saint Joseph of old. For it was, indeed, a privilege
and a challenge for me to serve as the father of the young Jesus.
As Mother Mary has explained,
he was, indeed, not born of an immaculate conception. But the Holy
Spirit worked through both of us to [help us] realize – as Jesus explained
yesterday – that when there is a special task to be completed, one
must leave behind everything else and follow that direction from within.
Before one can be in the right place at the right time, where the
outer situation becomes obvious to one's mind, and one sees what is
to be done, what is to be brought forth, what is to manifest. So that
one can – in that lifetime – have the opportunity and the privilege
to do something that reaches beyond a normal human life, that reaches
beyond one's own expectations and desires and wants for a particular
lifetime. For one grasps a greater purpose, that greater vision, and
one sees that there is something more to life than most human beings
see, envision and expect for a normal lifetime.
True alchemy is in the now
This, my beloved, is the key. Consider, how every human being has
the potential to reach for something within themselves, something
in the heart, something that brings out a quality—that ineffable,
hard-to-describe something that many people call love. But it is not,
truly, the human, possessive love—it is a transcendent quality, a
transcendent love if you will, but it is simply transcendence itself.
It is that you touch a piece of heaven, you touch a piece of something
beyond. You touch the master's garment, my beloved, and you feel the
stream of the master's consciousness flowing through you, bringing
healing or awakening as the need might be.
And thus, you are all called to reach for that something that is the
quality of MORE, that is what the old alchemists sought and few ever
found. That transcendence, that ability to transcend the old, to simply
leave it behind, to take a leap forward and to say, “This is who I
am now. And it does not matter what I was yesterday, or last week
or when I was born. For this is who I choose to be at this moment.”
The right, my beloved, to be who you will be at any moment, regardless
of what you have been or not been before.
The lie, the lie of the
false teachers, is that your past choices, your past state of being
or non-being, should limit your future choices, or rather your present
choices. The choices you make in the eternal now, when you decide
that I am not going to wait for tomorrow. I am going to choose to
be MORE, right now, right here. This, my beloved, is the essence of
alchemy, the choice to be MORE—not in the future, to not see this
as a process that goes on. And if you keep doing some outer ritual
or reading a scripture or chanting a prayer, then some day something
will happen.
No my beloved, alchemy, true alchemy, is when you decide that NOW,
right now, right here I am MORE. I am not looking back. I am putting
my hand to the plow of Christ, and I am moving forward, cleaving the
real from the unreal as I turn the earth over and reveal a new surface,
a new surface for the growth of new life, my beloved. This is what
Mary and I did, when we had seen the vision, when we had met each
other physically—we put our hands to the plow and we moved forward
from there, regardless of the difficulties, moving from here to there
to there, being on the move for years before settling down for a longer
time in that tiny village of Nazareth.
How it was to be a father of Jesus
You see, my beloved, I desire to give you at least a glimpse into
how it was to be the father for this young boy, that grew up to be
Jesus. It was not easy, my beloved. Oh yes you have heard the stories,
made up by human beings, some of you have even read so-called new
revelation about the young boy, Jesus, and his ability to do this
or that miraculous feat. Well my beloved, Jesus did have special abilities,
but he did not manifest any of what you would call miracles during
his childhood. What he did manifest, was a very strong will, a very
strong sense that he had something beyond the ordinary child of this
day.
And my beloved, he was still a child. He was still a child. He had
the inexperience with life, combined with that inner sense of self-worth
of having something special—and you see a combination, my beloved,
that it could be very difficult for a father to deal with. Especially
in that age where I, of course, was brought up in a traditional male-dominated
culture, where the father was seen as the head of the household, which
I can assure you that Jesus had no tolerance for whatsoever. He was
a very headstrong boy. He was not anxious to listen to the elders.
He wanted his own experiences in life, as many of you have seen with
children in this day and age.
For again, you have many
children who come into embodiment in this age, who have that inner
knowing that they are here for a purpose, that they are not here to
live an ordinary life defined by society and their parents or their
teachers or the elders. They are here to forge their own way. But
of course, it would be much easier for them, if they would listen
somewhat to the elder generation, to gain some experience, to learn
from our mistakes, so that they did not have to repeat them all over
again.
Yet I can assure you that this was not Jesus' approach. I am not thereby
saying he never listened, but I tell you that there were many a time
when I was ready to pull my hair out in frustration over his unwillingness
to listen—not only to reason, but his unwillingness to listen to anyone
who had experience. Jesus was a hands-on kind of person. If you told
him not to touch something because it was hot, you could be absolutely
certain that he would go touch it, to make sure it was hot.
My beloved, why do you think Jesus is not talked about in the scriptures
between his appearance in the temple and the age of 30? Well, you
will recall the story of what happened in the temple. We had taken
him there, Mary and I, expecting him to keep close to us. For indeed,
Jerusalem back then was a busy place, as it can be today, where it
would be easy for a child to get lost in the crowd, swept up by the
crowds, as they moved through the narrow streets, that were even narrower
back then than what you see today.
And so here he was—suddenly gone. Mary thought he was with me, I thought
he was with her, and we then met and realized that he was with neither
of us. Panic, my beloved—as any parent would experience. Running around,
looking for him, finding him and then in our worry and concern hearing
him say, with an absolute assuredness bordering on arrogance, “Wist
ye not I must be about my Father's business!” Well, I was about to
show him right there what was his father's business.
But nevertheless, what you see is that he had reached that level of
maturity, where he could not be taught by me—and I knew it. I knew
there was nothing more I could teach him, and thus the solution we
found was to send him with people we knew and trusted, including Joseph
of Aramithea, on to the caravan routes where he could gain experience
with different cultures, different people. Where he could move around,
be away from home, see something different and hopefully, through
that, gain a perspective that he did not have living a somewhat protected
life in a small village, my beloved. For I am sure you realize that
regardless of the fantasies that people have come up with, back then
living in the village of Nazareth was living in a very small mental
box. There was no television, no newspapers, no books, no way to know
what was happening beyond what you could see with your eyes or where
you could walk in a few days.
My beloved, it was a very
isolated kind of life, and we knew that Jesus needed a broader perspective.
He needed to see more of the world. I had, indeed, travelled as I
was younger and seen more of the area around here. Mary, of course,
being younger, had not had the opportunity, and as a woman being more
limited anyway in her ability to move around in those days. For surely
she could not travel alone; that was the privilege of men only.
So we knew that it was time to send Jesus out into life to gain experience.
And hopefully he would come back with an expanded perspective, perhaps
then settling down as we had our dreams about, for we did not have
a clear vision of what his mission would be and neither, of course,
did he at that time. So, we let him go! We let him go, not knowing
whether we would ever see him again. Not knowing—and indeed not seeing
him, for in my case I had passed from the screen of life before he
returned to this area.
Of course, Mary seeing him again, when he came back as an adult, yet
not still having reached that full awareness of his mission. And she
playing a key role in guiding him on to start on that more than ordinary
mission, which none of really us could grasp and understand fully
– including Jesus – until it started unfolding. But Mary knew that
there was something beyond the ordinary that wanted to be brought
forth and expressed through Jesus. So at that fateful wedding in Cana,
she was there to say the right words at the right time, so that he
started his public mission, from where there was no turning back.
My beloved, I wish I could have been there to support him, but then
again, I know that he did not need my support, for at that point he
had found it within himself.
And that, of course, is the ultimate joy of a father to see the children
find it within themselves, my beloved. Find it within themselves.
What good is it if you continually have to rely on outer measures
– be it reading the stars or casting lots or looking into a crystal
ball – in order to know, supposedly, what is the right thing to do?
There must come a point, my beloved, where you take responsibility
for yourself. Which means what? It means, my beloved, realizing that
although you have a divine plan that outlines the broad steps, the
broad strokes, the details – sometimes quite broad details – are up
to you, and you are choosing your creative expression, my beloved.
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My beloved, life is such an incredible gift. And I know, my beloved,
that when you are in a dense physical body, when you are facing difficult
circumstances, well then it may be difficult to remember. But I tell
you, life is an incredible gift. And although I started out by telling
you the difficulties I had with the young boy Jesus, I can also tell
you that there were times, when I looked at him, saw the light in
his eyes – or even the light in his aura, that I did not see physically,
but sensed – and I felt what a privilege it had been for me to be
the father of this child.
Of course, sensing the
same in my other children as well. And as I have described once
before, sensing the incredible privilege it was for me to be the
husband of this most ineffable being, Mother Mary. For I tell you
that she had that transcendent quality, that you could look upon her,
and you could see something more, something that was not human, something
that was not physical. Sometimes, my beloved, I would look into her
eyes, and I would feel I was in a different realm. The heat of the
day would melt away, the aching of my muscles after a long day’s work
would disappear, and I would feel that I was in the company of an
angel.
Which of course was true, although I did not know it with my outer
mind. But an angel not in the sense of that many of you envision—as
these beings flying around up there in heaven and blowing in trumpets.
No, my beloved, what is an angel, really? Is it not anyone who is
able to be here in this dense realm and yet show something that is
beyond the ordinary—that is one definition of an angel. A messenger
of God who comes to show that there is something beyond the density
of the material world.
That, certainly, could be one definition of an angel, my beloved.
A broader one, a broader one indeed, for we always desire to have
you broaden your consciousness and to avoid having our teachings being
turned into a mental box. Where the linear mind wants to take everything
we have said about angels and turn it into some rigid teaching that
this is the way it is supposed to be, my beloved. For this is what
the masters said in that book or in that dictation, or through this
dispensation or that dispensation.
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