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The Importance of Family and Friends

By Beloved Mother Mary

(Taken from MEMOIRS OF BELOVED MARY: Mother of Jesus)

Beloved children, I come to bring to you my love and gratitude for your deep interest in life and to endeavor through conveyed consciousness to show you ways and means by which your individual worlds might again be set into divine order ...  

We are in a secret and sacred time. A time when I, myself, remembering my own experiences, suggest that you ponder these things in your heart. Pray on them; ask the grace of your own Christ Self to illumine them to you and then strain not, but endeavor to be the best cell that you can in your appointed place.  

I have thought it would be a pleasurable gift to life this year to endeavor to record some of the heretofore unchronicled experiences of our life in Judea.

Prior to the great initiation of our blessed Jesus, we used to sit together in comparative privacy in those few moments we sometimes had when there were no demands for assistance from the public. We talked about the ways and means by which we could best perpetuate the truth, preserve the clarity of Jesus' message and give it to posterity as a workable law.

During the years of my son's life, I dedicated myself almost entirely to holding the immaculate God-concept for him. I did not engage in any extraneous service except those required of my household. I endeavored to live in a state of constant contemplation of his divine manhood, emphasizing his mastery through the pressure of my own concentrated thought and feeling. After the blessed Joseph was removed from the screen of life, I felt a double responsibility in the holding of this "Immaculate Concept...  

Sometimes, Jesus and I would sit together in the evening and talk over the various points that were to be emphasized through his ministry. More than once, we discussed the necessity of passing through the appearance of death in order to prove the immortality of life and that man, through his own consciousness, might transcend death and master a garment which to all intents and appearances, has lost its vitality.  

In the retreat where this initiation takes place (for instance, at Luxor), it is comparatively easy for the highly trained initiate to withdraw the senses from contact with the world about him and suspend the breath, so that, to all intents and purposes, the body is "dead." However, to perform this act consciously, amid hundreds of vicious and uncontrolled consciousness, is an initiation of a different sort. Yet the outer consciousness is such that unless humankind themselves actually performed and executed the death sentence, they would never have believed that the Resurrection was authentic and that it was not the trick of a fakir or a manifestation of hypnosis.  

I will tell you frankly, neither Jesus nor myself relished the necessity of having him pass through this great service to life. When he did not ask that the cup be taken from him, it was because none, ascended or unascended, knew for a certainty that victory would be assured through a public demonstration. You see, through such a demonstration, all of the astral and psychic viciousness that had accumulated since the 'fall of man’; was directed through those embodied individuals as they were used as pawns. Not only the pitiful masses who opened themselves to evil forces, but the far more subtle and powerful influences that wished to destroy the victory of that mission were something with which to be reckoned. From the time that the first so-called "miracle" at Cana placed Jesus' name before the people, through the days of Golgotha, I made what you would call today a "Perpetual Novena." I spent hours, every available moment that I was not attending to the necessities to keep our bodies alive, in contemplation and in prayer for the fulfillment of the victory of the Resurrection through him.

Those of you who were close by in those years know that the mission of Jesus was deeply recorded in the etheric bodies which you carry; also the victories and the miracles recorded in writing the books of the Bible, which have been a pattern for the people up to the present day. These records are to be revivified now and brought forth as a positive proof of his truths and his great cosmic service to life.  

However, as we drew closer to that final pageant, Jesus and I decided between us that I should return to Bethany. You see, in Bethany, we knew (almost) the only happiness during those difficult days. We knew "home" there. We knew the sweetness of flowers and the joy of friendship that was untouched by desire for personal gain. We used to sit there and just rejoice in the Presence of God and of each other...  

So, on that day at Calvary, when the hours of trial were accomplished, John and I walked down that hill. Remembering our blessed Jesus' admonition, John took me back to Bethany and the other disciples joined us there shortly after Easter morning. There we had the exquisite association with each other in the forty days before the Ascension, time given to us by the Karmic Board as a grant of mercy. The Resurrection was a very small instant. It could have been conjured up out of hope, but for forty long days, we had a visitation every day and an association of the mystical presence of Jesus. Sometimes we had just minutes; sometimes an hour with our Beloved and so the Ascension Day was not as difficult a parting as was Good Friday.  

The story of our stay in Bethany is a happy and peaceful recital, as it is about a time when Jesus did come and talk with us; a time when we recorded many truths; a time when Peter, James, and John wrote Gospels that remain hidden to this day! They will one day come forth as the mystical and inner teachings of Christ. Those who loved my son chose to embody his teachings in learning the intricacies of mystical healing. This was a time when ages yet unborn were unfolded before us, from the free heart and spirit of the one we called Master and Friend. Bethany will always hold a place in my heart and the hearts of all who were a part of It there.

Thank you and God bless you.