Music can do for the soul what no other activity that appeals to the senses can accomplish. When the beautiful vibrations of the organ played by one who is the embodiment of Love and Compassion, the enlightenment floods forth into the ethers in wave after wave of glorious sound, every person upon this Planet feels the ease, peace and rest as the result of that outpouring. 

You might liken it to the ever-increasing volume of waves thrown off from a playing fountain into the pool surrounding it, and according to the volume and intensity of feeling that is played into the music is the world flooded with that harmonizing sound. 

In a world into which there is constantly being poured the discordant cadences of man, which sound is compelled to remain in the atmosphere of Earth, and must return and bombard the helpless peoples upon its surface, - therefore the need for harmonious sound is great. 

Each man who is generating and pouring forth the energy of Life each moment, may be such a glorious fountain through which the heavenly music may flow in such fine tones, that it is not audibly discernible to the physical sense of man, although absorbed hungrily, and one might say avidly, by the starving emotions of the peoples who crave peace, ease and rest. 

If you could think of the bodies of mankind as helpless, naked forms exposed to every passing vibration, and beaten and broken by the catapulted vibrations of this world, you could see, perhaps slightly, the need for generating centers of peace-giving healing to soothe them like unto anointing their broken flesh with sweet-smelling oils. 

When I sit at my organ, I first open wide the windows and large glass doors, and become very still. The sunlight pours through the glass topped roof of my tower room where the organ is situated. There are birds innumerable, not caged, but flying freely about, those of tropical origin as well as types ordinarily found at such a rarified atmosphere. Usually the first notes of the organ bring the Devas of Music and often the celestial choir and groups of Angels. I think deeply of the peoples of Earth and then plunge into the melodies that my Heart sings to me - letting the rising power of the organ flood forth in waves of exquisite color into the world of men. Ofttimes the Devas will plunge into the Sea of Sound and gathering the rainbow hues about their great Forms, sail off into space vibrating and pulsating with power to, release that Light Form into some special need of Earth. 

I have seen the Angels and Cherubim stand before the organ and seize each ribbon of sound as it comes forth, and somewhat similar to the maypole dance, weaving a beautiful mantle of color, differing, however, in that it is alive and pulsating and continually vibrating and is wrapping itself about the Angel forms until they go forth carrying the mantle - and fulfill that which their Master directs should be done. Sometimes the sound just flows forth without any apparent Higher Beings directing it and it gets caught up by the winds and carried I know not where. I have seen the bodies of the peoples of Earth bathed in that harmonious sound and the peace they have known and felt in that short time makes me wish that there were thousands of embodied musicians consciously offering to assist us in this Service.