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Friday, 03 June 2011 23:00

Greetings in the Saturn-day of Freedom, Happiness and Transformation ... the Violet Flame day of Saint Germain,

    Can be Christmas every sacred day? ...

    I need to confess that one week ago, last Saturday was Christmas for me. Last Saturday was my Birth-day no cake available but was Christmas for me.

   I get the most friendly and interestless gifts I ever dream ... never ever I will forget that gifts of love, that blessings.

   Yesterday was Christmas for me ... To-day is Christmas for me. To-morrow (I wrote two days ago and still is Christmas for me) may be Christmas for me and still last week and still every sacred day ... may be Christmas for me.

   You'll gone ask me. Giovanni this is not possible. Every day something wrong may happens. Your car, delays, no payment, stress, people looking for money, people does not respect their word, hard disk or tech gadgets may be broken, etc, etc,

   Giovanni, people and things may don't work in the right way ... How that day will be Christmas? ...

   I say, "Time is Just", "The Universe is Just" ... I say ... may be you got a kiss or you got an injury ... always that was due.

   Therefore a Christ-ian (Christ-i-am like) ... does not play too much attention to the exact detail.

    If the Hard Disk was broken ... then we need to repair it ... may be we get something new, may be you get a refund and with that money ... you play lottery and win ... solving any problem.

    Giovanni ... and the data inside? ... Don't worry ... if you lose something this means is not for you and this may be people, data, money or things.

    This means that new data, new money, new people and new things will arrive.

     In any case you will recover what is yours ... You will gonna to be like Catholic Priest ... praying you to surrender to them ?

     God ask not to surrender to it. It is you choice to go to God ... or remains in Darkness.

     Thus, I say "Ay!" ... Every Sacred day may be Christmas and the final station is to be One with God.

     Let us learn from Mark L. Prophet and the Saint Francis life ... how to have Christmas every sacred day!


Giovanni A. Orlando.

PS. The book "The answers you are looking for" has not been yet full published. I will continue shortly wit a story about the Buddha.


The inversion of the realities of God


I remember a story about God having a conference with Satan. The story is similar to Job's story. God finds a certain woman down here on earth who is doing a great job for him. She's helping people understand a little more about who and what God really is. So the Lord is boasting about her to Satan and he says, "Have you seen this daughter of mine down there and what a wonderful job she's doing?"


The devil snickers.


"Well, do you see what miracles she's accomplished?" God asks. And he tells Satan how she has been an angel to the poor and needy, how she has taken orphans into her own home and raised them, and most of all how she is breaking the bread of life and is teaching people the real meaning of Christianity.


"Yeah," says Satan, "that's right. I agree. She's doing a beautiful job. But just wait till she tries to get organized!"


So, when it comes to religion, everybody has their own ideas about how it should be done. And that's why it's so difficult to organize an activity of the Great White Brother­hood. Because, you see, there are about as many recipes for religion as there are for plain old country piecrust! People just can't agree on what's the best religion any more than they can agree on what's the best piecrust.


When we first started The Summit Lighthouse activity, I wore $19 suits. (And this is important. Your soul's salva­tion may depend on the fact that I wore $19 suits!) Today I wear $200 suits, and I'll tell you why. When I wore the $19 suits, everybody felt sorry for me, and so they were always giving me a donation.


But for over five years now, ever since I started wearing $200 suits, I haven't received a personal donation to speak of. This doesn't bother me at all because I didn't come into this work with money in mind. I never cared whether we were in a manger or in a mansion, as we are now.


Actually, it was the Master Saint Germain, together with the Master El Morya, who brought this piece of property to our attention through a realtor in Colorado Springs. They led us to it and then saw to it that the owners cut the price in half in answer to our prayer, enabling us to purchase it with a small down payment. And so La Tourelle (French for "turret" or "little tower"), as our home is called, has become the headquarters of The Summit Lighthouse in the United States.


If you look up at the gutters on the corners of this beautiful four-story brick building, you will see Saint Germain's fleur-de-lis impressed upon the gutters.


These fleur-de-lis were put there when the house was built—another sign that the Masters had kept the mansion for The Summit Lighthouse. And so the Masters have directed us to do everything we have done to expand our headquarters and our worldwide movement.


In the same seemingly miraculous way that Saint Germain secured La Tourelle with, you might say, the snap of his fingers, he can heal the flaws in diamonds or precipitate jewels. During the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries, as Saint Germain moved throughout the courts of Europe as "the Wonderman," he was known to remove the flaws in the jewels of the glitterati and the royalty. The Master can create a sea of cosmic fire around a flawed jewel, melt it into the molten state in the wink of an eye, and then bring it back as a perfected crystal


On one occasion (this took place in Paris) Saint Germain was seated at a table with a gathering of guests who had come to be entertained and, in a more serious vein, to test his powers. Some among them were looking for phenomena while others questioned his adeptship. (I know this happened, even though I was not an eyewitness to the event.)


So, responding to their thoughts and their queries, the Master said, "Well, this won't pose any problem at all." Whereupon, Saint Germain stretched out his arm and the shutters flew open. The next thing anyone knew, the table and all of the chairs with the guests still seated on them were hanging above the sidewalks! No doubt they all hung their heads in shame.


As the Wonderman of Europe, Saint Germain would walk down the streets of Paris healing children and handing out jewels to the poor so that they could buy bread, Mothers who were raised in devout Catholic families grabbed their children as Saint Germain passed by to make sure that his shadow did not touch their children. The mothers called him "le diable! le diable! " as he passed by. They called him "the devil.'"


Down through the centuries, one of the conspiracies of the false hierarchy has been to attempt to invert the realities of God, The fallen angels and aliens have attempted to insert false ideas into people's consciousness. For instance, they have promoted the idea that the devil is involved in the activities of the Great White Brotherhood and in the practice of cosmic law as it functions on earth. They have also attempted to convince people that God is involved only in Christian churches, Buddhist temples, Hindu temples, Islamic mosques and so forth and that he does not abide in the cathedral of the heart.


We have to be very careful in our application of Jesus' axiom "By their fruits ye shall know them."[1] We must make sure that we ourselves know and understand that God is functioning through all who will drink freely of the water of life.[2] He's not particularly concerned with the cup you drink from—such as an old, battered tin cup like me—but with the water that you drink out of the cup, which is the water of eternal life. The cup is merely the conveyer of the water.




Why am I taking my time today to tell you this? Because Saint Paul said, "When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child. But when I became a man, I put away childish things.[3]


In the advent of our own God star, in the radiance of our own natal star shining in our own sky, in the advent of our Christ birth—our birth into Christ reality with its ageless wisdom—it must happen sometime, somewhere that we discard our dependence on the human person and really begin to depend on God.


We can learn a lot about dependence on God from the life of Saint Francis. Before he dedicated himself to God, Francis lived a carefree and worldly life. But when he became a true devotee of God, when something began to tug at his soul that changed him, there was no stone too heavy for him. He literally broke his body for God. Francis gave everything to God and depended on God for everything. And in turn, God gave himself fully to Francis.


Let's enter the world of Saint Francis for a moment so you can understand what I mean. He was born in 1181 or 1182 in the town of Assisi in Italy. His father was a well-to-do cloth merchant. Francesco di Pietro di Bernardone, as Francis was called then, had a certain worldliness and zest for life that made him a favorite among the young men of Assisi.

When he was about 20, he fought in a war and was a prisoner of war for a year. Later he set out to join soldiers who were fighting in southern Italy but had a dream telling him to return home. Once he was back in his hometown, he found that he didn't enjoy his old lifestyle of frolic and fun the way he used to. He turned more and more to prayer and contemplation.


One day he had an experience that changed forever the way he looked at the world around him. He met a leper, covered with sores. Just the sight of the man repulsed him. But instead of letting his aversion get the upper hand, he had a breakthrough. As he reached out to give the leper alms, Francis kissed him. From then on, Francis began to devote himself to serving the sick.


The next turning point in Francis' life came as he was praying at the broken-down church of San Damiano outside Assisi. He heard a voice tell him, "Go, Francis, and repair my house, which as you see is falling into ruin." Now, Christ was calling him to save the Church, but Francis took the command literally. He walked the streets of Assisi begging for money to fix the church.


Some of the townspeople made fun of Francis. They laughed at the sight of the once-wealthy young man now dressed in a shabby tunic begging for money. But Francis didn't flinch an inch. He went on to rebuild the church of San Damiano as well as two other deserted chapels.


Francis awakened to his real mission when he heard a reading from the Book of Matthew during Mass one day. In the passage, Jesus was sending the apostles away to preach. Jesus told them to take "no gold, nor silver, nor money" with them.[4] At that moment, Francis realized that God was calling him to a life of poverty and preaching.


Even though he wasn't a priest, Francis became an ardent evangelist. He wooed the people of Assisi to the love of Christ. Those who heard his homilies were drawn closer to God, for Francis had that unique ability to touch a place deep inside the heart.


Francis soon attracted disciples. He wrote a simple rule of life for them and asked the pope to approve it. The pope's advisors warned him that the way of life Francis had outlined for his disciples was unsafe and impractical. But in a dream, the pope saw Francis holding up the Lateran basilica (the pope's church in Rome), which looked as if it were ready to collapse. So the pope decided to approve Francis' rule and gave him and his friars the commission to preach repentance.


A couple of years later, a young noblewoman of Assisi, Clare, begged Francis to allow her to become one of his followers. So Francis founded a second order for her and other women disciples, known as the order of the Poor Clares. He later established a third order, the Brothers and Sisters of Penance, for lay people who wanted to adopt the Franciscan way of life while living in the world.


Francis had a simple formula for saving mankind: the imitation of Christ and brotherly love. He taught his followers to obey the Gospel, to care for the suffering, to preach and to embrace poverty as their bride.


In the early days, he and his brothers helped lepers and others who suffered. They earned their food by working at a trade or at neighboring farms. If they had no work, they would beg for what they needed, but they would not accept money.[5] In later years, Francis preached in central Italy and traveled to Egypt to try to convert the Saracens. He sent his friars in pairs to preach as far away as Spain, Germany and Hungary.


Well, the Franciscan orders grew rapidly. The men's order numbered over five thousand in Francis' own lifetime! This was a mixed blessing, though, because as the order grew bigger some Franciscans wanted to amend Francis' strict but simple lifestyle. They argued that it wasn't workable. But he always held firm to his original allegiance to Lady Poverty.


Among Francis' most winning qualities were his sincerity and humility. Once, after he had been very sick, he started a sermon by saying, "Dearly beloved, I have to confess to God and you that during this Lent I have eaten cakes made with lard." Francis paid special attention to the sick and poor. He would even stay with lepers and share meals with them from the same plate.


As you know, Saint Francis is often pictured surrounded by birds and other animals. That's because the animals were his friends. He saw the presence of God in nature and therefore had a great love and respect for all creatures. All created things, he said, are our brothers and sisters because we all have the same Father.


Another endearing quality of Saint Francis was that he loved to sing praises to God—and he sang them in the common language of the people rather than in Latin. One time while he was visiting Clare and the community of nuns near the end of his life, he composed his famous "Canticle of Brother Sun," which praised the Creator and his creation. And for a week he did nothing but sing it over and over again.


Two years before his death, Francis received the miracle of the stigmata—marks resembling the wounds of Jesus on his hands, feet and side. During the last two years of his life, he was almost totally blind and was in constant pain. He passed on at the age of forty-four or forty-five. Just two years later, the Church declared Francis to be a saint.


Saint Francis is one of the most beloved saints of all time. He celebrated life and swept everyone up in his simple, childlike nature. He was very human and very divine. His cheerfulness and love of life—the same qualities that had made him so popular as a young man in Assisi—were infectious.


Life with Francis was like celebrating Christmas every day, because for him every day was an occasion to imitate Christ and to develop a little more of the Christ consciousness.


I will say it again because it bears repeating: When we pause to consider Christmas in July, we ought to also consider the advent of the Christ consciousness as penetrating the whole substance of the year and being interwoven in the tapestry of the days. And Christmas ought to be an everyday affair, and we ought to sing of "peace on earth, goodwill toward men."


[1] Matt 7:16,20.

[2] John 4:14. Rev 21:16; 22:1,17.

[3] Matt 10:7-19.

[4] Matt 10:7-19. 

[5] This is interesting because I, Giovanni visit Assisi at the age of sixteen and they ask me money. Seems things are changed.

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