20-03 Sunday before Easter, The passage
21-03 Monday before Easter, Passing through the gate
22-03 Tuesday before Easter, The mystery of life and death
23-03 Wednesday before Easter, The cleansing of the inner temple
24-03 Thursday before Easter, Surrendering to your inner master
25-03 Friday before Easter, Showing new inner strength
26-03 Saturday before Easter, The crucial victory over yourself
27-03 Sunday before Easter, Liberation of the inner being
In November 2016 the book ‘Spiritual Christmas – guiding hand for inner reflection and inspiritation during the Christmas season’, was published’ by Rozekruis Pers, Haarlem, the Netherlands. It is the English translation of the Dutch book ‘Spirituele Kerst’ by André de Boer and Tanja Rozema.
The Christmas season is the perfect time to focus on the things that really matter in life. During this dark time of year we receive an ideal opportunity for inspiration and renewal. So why not take some time for reflection and
inspiration during the season of the Holy Nights and the Holy Days?
Countless people have preceded you and experienced its beneficial influence. From December 22nd to January 6th, allow yourself to strengthen the foundations of your inner development by reading a narrative from The Aquarian Gospel every eveninthe next morning, the reflection based on it.
One day as Jesus and Lamaas walked alone in plaza Jagannath, Lamaas said, my Jewish master, what is truth?
And Jesus said, truth is the only thing that changes not. In all the world there are two things; the one is truth; the other falsehood is; and truth is that which is, and falsehood that which seems to be. Now truth is aught, and has Continue reading →
During the autumn equinox light and darkness are precisely in balance with each other. Subsequently the influence of the darkness begins to increase more and more as the power of the light is fading. The darkness is the deepest around Christmas and we can only wait in confidence until the light is born again. That is how people of yore experienced the alternation and struggle between the light and the darkness in their own lives.
Before villages and towns were bathed in electric light, the increasing darkness was almost tangible to the inhabitants and they could not help but eagerly await the new light. They heard stories about the miraculous birth that took place in this darkness in the distant past: God’s son was born in a hidden place in order to liberate humanity from the darkness. The light that would soon become stronger again was a sign of this birth. It was not only an external light but could also be experienced as an inner light that pierced the darkness of everyday life. Continue reading →
One day as he was bringing forth the tools for work he said, these tools remind me of the ones we handle in the workshop of the mind where things were made of thought and where we build up character.
We use the square to measure all our lines, to straighten out the crooked places of the way, and make the corners of our conduct square. We use the compass to draw circles round our passions and desires to keep them in the bounds of righteousness. We use the axe to cut away the knotty, useless and ungainly parts and make the character symmetrical. We use the hammer to drive home the truth, and pound it in until it is a part of every part. We use the plane to smooth the rough, uneven surfaces of joint, and block, and board that go to build the temple for the truth.
The chisel, line, the plummet and the saw all have their uses in the workshop of the mind. And then this ladder with its trinity of steps, faith, hope and love; on it we climb up to the dome of purity in life. And on the twelve-step ladder we ascend until we reach the pinnacle of that which life is spent to build: the temple of perfected man.
Now, Rabbi Barachia of the synagogue of Nazareth, was aid to Mary in the teaching of her son. One morning after service in the synagogue the rabbi said to Jesus as he sat in silent thought, Which is the greatest of the Ten Commands?
And Jesus said, I do not see a greatest of the Ten Commands. I see a golden Continue reading →
In the milky mountains, upon the lofty summit known as Altar Peak, stand the spacious and somber ruins of a monastery once famous as the ARK. Traditions would link it with an antiquity so hoary as the Flood.
Numerous legends have been woven about the Ark; but the one most current on the tongues of local mountaineers among whom I chanced to spend a certain summer in the shade of Altar Peak is the following:
Many years after the great Deluge Noah and his family, and his family’s increase, drifted into the Milky Mountains where they found fertile valleys, abundant streams and a most equable
climate. There they decided to settle.