Nada

= [|Who is Lady Nada?] =



 "I WAS one of a large family, the youngest and shortest member. Our family was talented to the point of genius. My three sisters were stately and blonde, assured and poised; they embodied dignity. My family was wealthy and my father wanted to make alliances with Asia and the East through his daughters. The development musical talents (instrumental and vocal) and art was encouraged in our household. I alone seemed to have no developed grace of merit, nothing that could be offered in exchange for any alliance my father desired. Because of this, I was timid and retiring. Even the stature and beauty of my sisters tended to drive me inside myself. I remember when I was no more than four or five, sitting in the garden and admiring the beauty and dignity of my family with whom I dwelled, but of which I felt no part. Then I had an experience that changed everything. One night, as I lay in my small bed and looked through the window at the formal gardens, a lady appeared on the balcony, dressed in beautiful rose pink. **'She had a love that gave to me the nourishment that my heart required.'** Her long hair was plaited,and she smiled at me with such, such kindness. As I looked at her, I was filled with a feeling of great devotion and love for beauty that was so much a part of my nature. She was Junoesque and magnificent. Yet there was a tenderness, a sweetness, in that consciousness, in that smile, in those great violet eyes, that I had never known on this Earth. There was a love that gave to me the nourishment that my heart required.

 That night she did not speak and in the morning I thought it was a dream, a fantasy of the mind and imagination. Yet, when I closed my eyes, I felt so close to her. As I always lived a quiet, rather abstract life, no one noticed my preoccupation. I often sat out by the pool where the flowers grew and thought about my Love-Lady. Small as I was, something inside me told me not to speak of that experience.

 For almost a year, the beautiful being came and continued to pour a soft radiation of comfort into my world. As I came to know her, I became cognizant of the music that always accompanied her and of a rose-like fragrance. Sometimes in the daytime, when my experiences were difficult, I'd smell that fragrance and I would know that my lovely Lady was close at hand.

 One day she spoke to me and said she would give me an opportunity to develop a certain gift that would be commensurate with the gifts of my sisters, something that I, too, might offer to my heavenly father and to all his children. That gift, She told me, would be the outpouring of pure, impersonal, Divine Love. Of course, as a small child, these words did not mean too much to me but that same night, for the first time, she took me by the hand and we walked out into the garden. From her heart, she poured a beam of light into the water lilies that had closed with the setting of the sun. As the love and appreciation of beauty flowed from her heart and touched one of the lilies, it began to unfold. It released a perfume, the like of which has never scented the atmosphere of Earth. Then, withdrawing that beam into her heart, She asked me to do the same thing. I looked at the flower but was unable to pour to it the love that would cause it to move even slightly.

 "Now," the Lady said, "at first you will work with Nature, in the rhythm of Nature. Tomorrow morning when the sun rises and the first beams kiss the lily pads, use your love and amplify the light of the sun, then notice how much sweeter in scent the lilies will be and more beautiful to look upon because of your love for them and your appreciation of their perfection." With that, She was gone.

 So, I worked with the rhythm of Nature.

 Even the songbird - as I poured to it love for its life - sang more sweetly; the flowers would give a sweeter scent, all in accord with the rhythm already established by the great Beings of Nature. The next time she came, she said, "Now you must draw forth that same activity without the assistance of the Nature Kingdom. When the nightingale sleeps by day, you must pour your love to his heart and make that song come forth in the noonday sun. When the flowers slumber at the close of day, awaken them with love."

 By that time, through practice, my love had grown stronger and I was able to give that assistance to life, amplifying the natural perfection in the seasons, opposite to their natural expression.

 When I was 10, the beloved Lady told me her name. She was the Great Cosmic Being Charity (Twin-Ray of Archangel Chamuel). She said, "Now you can begin your service in earnest. In the night hours, while your family sleeps, you will stand by each one's bedside and pour the love of your heart through the talents of song, of poetry; through the talents of dance or whatever their particular gift may be. As the 'selfless one', you will be the nourishment by which they will flower and, as your discipline, they must never know that it is your love that makes of them the genius of the day."

<span style="display: block; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"> In loving obedience, I rendered that service for many years. The beauty and perfection of my sisters' voices; the exquisite poetry and prose that the composed; the paintings and the art they accomplished, became famous over all the known world.

<span style="display: block; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"> All of this was the result of my service and no one outside our immediate family and friends ever knew that there was a younger daughter. The immediate family never knew of my endeavours, with the help of Charity, to nourish the good that was theirs in order that the fruit, the blossoms, the <span class="wiki_link_ext">perfume of talent, developed, might become the blessings for all men.

<span style="display: block; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"> When my sisters married, I remained at home alone. Then my great teacher told me I would have a visitor from afar. She said that I was ready to enter upon the service and activity which he would request of my life stream and, from that moment, the association with her would cease. It was not easy when the beloved Charity withdrew her heart's flame and left me standing within my own soul light. Then I had to abide, awaiting a timeless visitor. However, one day he did come! He was the beautiful Serapis Bey of Luxor. He told me about the activities of Luxor, the requirements of the chelas who wished to attain the Ascension; the necessity of development from within the life stream of every talent or gift that they had vowed to God to give to life before they returned "Home". This is required of every individual who is to attain the Ascension. Beloved Serapis Bey asked me if I would be the embodied "incubator" of those talents and gifts for all the members of the Retreat - setting them free by my love. After a little thought, I said I would do this. He said I would first have to pass through the initiations of Luxor, at a branch of the Retreat which was not too far from my home. Serapis told me I would have to sever all connection with my family and if I passed through the initiations, I might render that service to the Ascension Temple. I made that vow. I left my home and entered into that retreat and there lived with life streams who found it very difficult to abide one with the other. There were in the process of training to develop their own mastery over energy and vibration, learning not to react to external or internal pressures that would quality energy imperfectly. The aspirants were grouped in sevens. The Hierarch of the Retreat would see that those individuals were placed together who, in association, would give the greatest opportunities for overcoming the outer self in the daily course of proximity. <span style="display: block; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;">From one group to another I went, always endeavoring through that pressure of love to melt away that pain, the hurt; always endeavoring to draw from within the heart centre - the gift, the power and talent of the life stream. When I had served enough and found myself impervious to reactions that were not under the control of the God-Flame, I was enabled to enter the Luxor Retreat. There I lived for centuries, rendering a service and assistance that I still continue to pour forth to mankind.

<span style="display: block; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"> When the Beloved Charity was helping me with my personal application, she saw within my childish heart a certain sense of frustration from being the wallflower among so many brilliant and beautiful sisters. She said something to me one day that was so comforting it stayed with me all my life: "It is your roots that matter. When they are anchored deep in the knowledge of God and the love for God; when in the secret, silent places of your own soul those roots are developed in faith, purity and love of God; the flower of work and the perfume of Being will be most effective!"

<span style="display: block; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"> From then on I sought no longer for manifest works in themselves. I sought to set my roots deep in the love of God, in that Great Surrender to His purpose, in the realisation that "one with God is a majority".

<span style="display: block; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"> I embodied as best I could the same Truth that Jesus brought forth: //"Seek ye first the Kingdom of Heaven - and all these things shall be added unto you."// <span style="display: block; font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;">**//An extract from Bridge to Freedom, Series 4, book number 1- 1954.//**