Umpqua National Forest, Oregon, USA-Pacific Standard Time Zone*~~
~~* Pilgrimage to the Golden City-Page 5 *~~
Among this august host of gods, goddesses, masters, angelic
beings and inter-dimensional intelligences were Jesus, Buddha, Lao Tsu and
just about every god and enlightened being presented by every religion, myth,
and mystery school of the entire world. The wealth, straight-laced suit and tie,
socially sophisticated air of the people threw me off, but I could not deny the
apparent accumulation of spiritual understanding they had amassed that so eerily
matched experiences of my quest.
How did these people see
what I had experienced? Where did they get this knowledge?
Mark and Elizabeth Prophet, the Messengers of the
Masters, had geared up the organization and they were riding the crest of
the wave of interest in alternative religions of the late sixties and early
The Monastery headquarters consisted of a turn of the century
mansion, located in the heart of the high-end district of Broadmoor called La
Tourelle, thus named because of the magnificent tower made of red brick with
a marble stairway that spiraled in its center. The slate tile roof and French
imported drain spouts spoke of a time long ago. The brick walls of this
structure were three feet thick.
It didn't take long for me to get deeply involved with both
the teachings and people of the Summit Lighthouse. Soon I was conscripted onto
the staff and began my intense regimen of chanting, meditation and strict
discipline as shared by all the staff. At the peak of my rigorous lifestyle I
was meditating and or chanting up to 16 hours a day. More of my time was spent
negotiating psychic and spiritual realms in a trance like altered state, than
time-spent conscious of my immediate surroundings.
Hours on end were spent with Elizabeth as her personal eyes
into the invisible world as well as her bodyguard. We practiced various rituals
to protect the work and activity of the organization on spiritual planes. A room
in the apex of that tower is where I spent day and night, often alone but more
often with Elizabeth, as she edited copious amounts of literature and the
frequent books they produced through channeling. Because of the status of Mark and Elizabeth as Messengers
of the Great White Brotherhood, it seemed proper to them that we also acted
as their guardians. So, along with my spiritual duties, I and several
others, I attended the Messengers wherever they went, always on guard.
Frequently we slept on the floor outside their luxuriant master bedroom. Most of
the other staff had quarters in the servants' house, a large building separate
from the mansion.
The spiritual beings that were the real backbone of the
organization regularly expressed themselves through the Messengers. Weekly
oracles and quarterly conferences, filled with outpourings of teachings to
facilitate and cultivate contact with the spiritual hierarchy and develop
spiritual attainment, were the heartbeat of the organization. Regularly gurus,
spiritual teachers, pundits and politicians attended and added to the
meetings. It seemed as though the organization was a point of confluence for the
energies that were molding the present social and political climate.
Wealth accumulated and the worldwide scope of influence
increased as the years went by. As strict vegetarians we often fasted and went to
great lengths to purify ourselves. The organization always did everything in a
big way with high standards of excellence. All of the literature was printed on
huge privately owned printing presses. The work force was strictly room and
board with an occasional subsistence for private needs. Most of the staff had
income from other sources to sustain them in their stay at headquarters. The
political bent was very conservative. Every effort was made to keep abreast of
world political trends.
~~*Beyond Human Imagination*~~
The teachings themselves were a very comprehensive
accumulation and synthesis of the world's religions as interpreted by the Messengers.
Obviously Jesus and Buddha held prominent places in the hierarchy. Art,
music and various disciplines of culture and science were compelled to take on
spiritual significance and integrated into our study. Indeed the cosmology of the Summit Lighthouse was all
encompassing and it ascribed spiritual significance and power to every
aspect of life, color and form. The scope of its extent was ever pressed
beyond the reaches of human imagination. An array of sound, color and form
was woven into the cosmology with a spiritual entity of some kind linked to each aspect.
From the most basic to the most complex elements of existence, a hidden
influence seemed to emanate. The entire plane of reality was catapulted into a
realm of dark or light power that would enhance or inhibit your spiritual
growth. Only colors with pure and high vibrations could be worn.
Everything was manipulated to advance the cause of attaining higher
consciousness. Layer after layer of jargon from the world's religions were
cleverly woven to cover what plainly was an Eastern mystical world view which
was - as from their vantage point - the paradigm of truth. The essence of the
teachings revolved around the notion that each being has at the core of his
consciousness a "Divine Spark" which is intrinsically a part of God.
The fundamental aspect of man and his consciousness was said to be God. Because reincarnation
and a doctrine of Karma were also held, the awareness of this divine
nature was said to be clouded by deeds, dark forces, and illusion that must be
escaped. Mantras and prayers, thought forms and visualizations; meditations and
spiritual exercises faithfully applied, were said to grant spiritual liberation.This present article, which is limited in scope, cannot do justice to address the teachings of
the Masters from an apologetic standpoint.
World travel was an intrinsic aspect of the promotion of the
Masters' work. As a result, several world tours were taken to key places of
spiritual or political importance. We traveled and performed magically mystical rituals
everywhere. Regularly we had interviews with such personages as the Dalai Lamaof Tibet, Indira Ghandi and political leaders from around the
I recall on the Autumn Equinox of 1972 scaling the sides of
the Great Pyramid of Gheza with three of my comrades to perform rituals
and meditate at its peak. The full moon was in Aries, the sun in Libra and all
of the planets were in "auspicious" places. Europe and Africa, the
Middle East and far reaches of the world became the haunts of our spiritual
practices. Our intent was to weave a web of a spiritual nature to work in
conjunction with the Masters, to raise the world out of the mire of ignorance
and darkness into a new age where everyone would be God conscious all the time.
Sitting on the Great Pyramid of Gheza with East Indian "rudraksha" and white coral prayer beads looped about my neck. Autumn Equinox with the full moon in Aries and the sun in Libra waiting for sunrise.
Subjectively, many experiences on the spiritual plane that
were clearly delineated in many of the mystery writings became mine, including
the awakening of the "shakti" force of kundalini. I can recall my
desire for spiritual attainment being so profound that I added my own regime of
spiritual discipline to that already imposed on me by the Messengers.
Each night at the Monastery I would arise, go to one of the
elaborate rooms in the mansion, practice hatha yoga and pray to the Masters.
Part of my little ritual consisted of breaking bread and drinking a sip of wine
and asking Master Jesus to cause these elements to become to me what they
should be. It is difficult to express how these things completely engulfed my
soul. All of this agenda and activity was purposed to maintain an altered state
of consciousness in pursuit of enlightenment.
In 1972 Mark Prophet died of a stroke and the entire
operation fell into the hands of Elizabeth. The shakeup was very profound. Its
magnitude can only be measured in my life by an oppressive stress that permeated
my days. I found myself immersed in what I would consider impure and divergent
It was customary for me to afflict myself stringently. I wore
a horse hair shirt, a belt of woven thorns, and regularly flagellated myself in
an attempt to subdue my carnal nature. Now for some reason at Mark's death
these "primal carnal urges" seemed intensified. Temptation seemed
everywhere and overwhelming. My youthful vigor at the age of 25 was breaking
loose, violating my years of careful control.
A young lady on staff approached me and forthrightly told me
she was "practicing" on me to capture my heart. Though I never
consummated the relationship, I may as well have. The entire affair broke me so
utterly down that it was, as it were, an imploding of my psyche. My vows of
celibacy were now being resisted by raging passion. I walked around numb for
weeks only to finally acknowledge my inability to maintain the level of
"God consciousness" that I presumed I had attained to. I couldn't
understand what was going on. Years of spiritual discipline seemed to unravel at
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