How Did You Find the Teachings of the Ascended Masters?
A) I was raised in the teachings of the ascended masters. (3)
38%
B) Somebody told me about the teachings of the ascended masters. (2)
25%
C) I found the teachings of the ascended masters in a book. (0)
0%
D) I attended a service or conference on my own. (0)
0%
E) I followed up on a poster or advertisement. (2)
25%
F) Other (Tell us about it!) (1)
12%

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HOW DID YOU FIND THE TEACHINGS OF THE ASCENDED MASTERS? SHARE YOUR STORY WITH US!




Madame Helena Blavatsky (1831-1891) with the Masters Kuthumi, El Morya and Saint Germain.
(The year and origin of this photograph is unknown).

By watching the special "Ancient Prophecies" and seeing Mother on it. My sister watched it also, called me and one thing led to another.

Saint Germains book fell off the shelf to my feet in a bookstore. After I read it I realized that I was called to follow.

That's a good one Constance. I once knew a Keeper of the Flame who told me a similar story. He was in a library looking for books about Saint Germain. A book fell out of a higher shelf, hit him in the head, and landed on the floor. He reached down and picked it up. The book was about Saint Germain.

A week after I got out of the hospital from '75 hand injury,
I walked across the U of MN campus at midnight with no
lights around except at the foot of the footbridge across
Washington Avenue to the Student Union. I stopped and was riveted right there and was noticing a poster pole
about 10-12 feet away, and kept staring at a sheet at eye
level. Walked up to it and it was a notice of a new
student group meeting the following week. It mentioned
something about the violet flame. I went there, and have
never stopped reaching out to the masters ever since.

I was 18 years old attending Carbondale High School in southern Illinois in 1974. A friend who I had known in the Chicago area attended an Easter conference in Los Angeles and on his way home stopped by my family's farm home to share his experience. He sold me the original green faux-leather hardbound edition of Climb the Highest Mountain which I then read with great joy. I had found my spiritual path home! I finished high school and then traveled to Spokane, Washington to attend my first conference in late June/early July. My first live dictation was from The Maha Chohan through ECP. This was a great boon on my path of discipleship and eventual adeptship. Although I had heard of the Great White Brotherhood and the ascended masters through the books The Ultimate Frontier and the Life and Teachings of the Masters of the Far East it was nice to meet a living messenger of light.

Thank you, David, for your posting. When you mentioned
The Life and Teachings of the Masters of the Far East,
I recalled an encounter in the 60's which shows how the
masters can work with individuals who are reaching out for
the truth, and stumbling around on their way to it. My
first contact was when as a college student, I stood at
the threshold of a spiritual group's door and inquired
about a lecture. The response was, there was a payment
of $10 to listen to it. I mentally balked that I would
be expected to pay for something I knew nothing about,
and back in the day $10 was a bit of money for me as a
student. So I turned about and walked away.

The second encounter was at someone's home, an Asian
group which was chanting, which was okay as I rather
liked the cadence. Until an earnest soul, also a newbie,
innocently asked a question, to which the group leader
shouted a rebuke that you don't question any thing. I
was so shocked and turned off by this attitude and response that I promptly quietly excused myself from the
group and walked out relieved that I had escaped an
obvious hell to be, if I stayed.

The third encounter was on a well known southern beach.
I had discovered that a movie or tv show was being
filmed there and walked the entire length of the beach
to where the production was, and sat down next to a
young woman in a bathing suit, drew a question mark in
the sand, and we struck up a conversation. She invited
me to her home where I enjoyed a fruit salad, met her
husband, and she handed me a copy of the first volume of
The Life and ...., and loaned it to me.

Up to that point, my life had been extremely burdened
with many unresolved issues,so I was unprepared for
what I was about to discover. The first 2 chapters were
so full of enlightenment, it took me over 2 hours to
absorb the tremendous wisdom within. But I continued on
reading the book, and acquired the remaining volumes,
so hungry was I for the truth. I moved back home, and
it wasn't until 1975 that I picked up the thread for my
spiritual quest because of an injury in the spring in that year, which I alluded to in my previous reply above. So, however one stumbles about, sooner or later
you will strike gold when you've finally gotten to the
end of the search and found what you were seeking. Then, that's only the beginning of the path!