Forgotten Ages Research

Parables of True Wisdom

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Report Topics:

• The Sign
• The Cup
• Searching for Truth
• Letting Go of Old Truths
• Accepting New Truths
• Return of the Gardener
• A Dream of Past and Future Destinies

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THE SIGN

Between this physical dimension of yours and all other dimensions, universes and invisible planes there is a single Gate. Through that Gate enter every manner of spirits, invisible teachers, guides and angelic beings.

As a message given to all those who pass through, the Divine ONE has placed over the Gate a huge Sign in glowing letters which reads:

THESE PEOPLE WILL BELIEVE ANYTHING!

Now some spirits who come through to your world read that Sign and take great care about what truths they impart to you, and how they do it, so that there is a minimum of misinterpretation and misunderstanding on your part.

Other spirits, however, take full advantage of the Sign's message and find easy ground for offering all kinds of delusions, most often just to see what they can get away with—and to test the extent of your gullibility.

Just as in this physical reality there are beings around you who do not always have your best interests at heart, so there are those spirits in other dimensions who are not all they present themselves as being, up front.

Just because they have journeyed through more worlds than you have does not necessarily make them any smarter—or more spiritual.

The trick of course is to be discerning, to be able to tell the difference between the two kinds of spirits, the spirits of honesty or the misfits, and what they are sharing with you as being truth or absurdity.

Especially now that your heart shines forth with the Divine Clear Light, you will be drawing to yourself a number of new Teachers both physical and nonphysical.

Some Teachers will offer Wisdom that will complement what you will receive from your Journeys in the Inner and Outer Worlds.

Other Teachers however will only want to be distractions, attempting to redirect your new energies for their own selfish purposes and not in helping you fulfill your own Great Work.

The Key to discovering which Teacher is which is in the exercise of DISCERNMENT.

Go to the Divine Presence within you, your Truth Center, and test all things to see if they ring true. Utilize the Truth Within as the Source resonator against which all apparent Truths that comes to you from all outside sources can be determined and measured.

Offer any spirit or Teacher who comes to you the Clear Light of the Creator. If they grow in brightness, truth is theirs. If they shrink away and disappear, they have no truth within them.

Practice these things with diligence. Otherwise you may find yourself becoming the punch-line for the cosmic jokers of the universe.

THE CUP

Once there was a Man who owned a Cup that was completely tarnished and dulled. It was his one and only Cup. In it he kept a Precious Liquid. This Precious Liquid was a poison, the more of which the Man drank, the closer to death he came. But the Precious Liquid had a wonderful and delicious taste. Though he knew it would one day kill him, the Man continued to sip it a little at a time.

A Teacher one day came for a visit, and seeing the Man's situation at once warned him about his great Sin, and how Evil was his Cup and the Precious Liquid it contained. But the more the Teacher pointed out these things, the more the Man clung to the Cup and its Liquid, and the more he drank from it.

Finally after one too many swallows the Man became very sick. The Teacher persuaded the Man that he must totally give up his Cup and Precious Liquid if he was to save himself. He must hide them by locking them in a Chest, never seeing them again.

The Man reluctantly did so and the Teacher, pleased with himself at what he had accomplished, departed.

But the Man was now more miserable than ever, for as he sat alone atop his locked Chest, he was depriving himself of that which had given him the most meaning in his life.

A second Teacher soon came for a visit. He too saw the Man's situation. The Man showed this second Teacher the Chest with the Cup and its contents locked away, telling how he was gaining self control by not opening the Chest and drinking, and thus not committing Sin.

But the new Teacher said he was not interested in Sin. Instead he quietly produced out of his knapsack a beautiful Golden Cup with the Waters of Life. He told the Man how truly wonderful they were, imbibing from the Cup and enjoying its coolness.

The more the Teacher talked about the Cup and drank from it, the more the Man forgot about his own Cup and Precious Liquid hidden away. He now yearned to partake of the Teacher's Cup and the Waters of Life. Finally the Man asked the Teacher if he too could take a drink from the Golden Cup. The Teacher, smiling, gave it to him.

The Man drank deeply and was amazed to find not only how good-tasting and satisfying the Waters of Life were, but that they had no bad after-effects.

As he drank the Man felt more and more alive, with better health and greater awareness.

As he continued to drink from the Golden Cup, however, the Man now realized that the Cup and its Waters seemed very familiar. The more he partook, the more he slowly realized how the Cup felt and the Waters tasted exactly like his own.

Suddenly the answer dawned on him. With great excitement the Man ran back to his Chest, unlocked it and threw it open.

The Chest was now completely empty.

Only then did he realize that the Golden Cup of the new Teacher was in fact his very own Cup, cleansed of its tarnish to reveal its true nature underneath. The Waters of Life were actually his own Precious Liquid, now changed from poison to a healing drink.

The Man thanked the Teacher for this miracle, but the Teacher said, "I have done nothing. What has been done has been done from within you. The key to spiritual growth begins not with denial, but in true inner transformation of the self."

SEARCHING FOR TRUTH

There once was a Seeker who, in his genuine desire to gain Truth, went searching for it in all the wide world.

First he met a Preacher of Religion who thrust a Book at him, telling him that all the answers to life's mysteries were in this Book.

So the Seeker eagerly read its pages, but soon found himself caught up in a tangle of commandments and proverbs outdated and contradicting each other.

Blind faith in old rules, he discovered, does not lead to the Truth.

Closing the Book the Seeker asked, "Who are you?"

And the Book responded, "I am you, through and through."

With that a great wind arose, ripping away the Book's pages one by one and blowing them out of sight.

Next came to the Seeker one who was a Belonger. He told him of the great outpourings of feelings he was experiencing in a wonderful Group that met once a week, and that the Seeker—if he wanted to really know the Truth—should become a Belonger too.

So the Seeker joined the Group. Every week they all would chant, and sing, and shout, and hug, and cry, and then cry some more.

At first the Seeker felt good, but after awhile he found himself submerged only in the emotional outbursts everyone else was floundering in.

He soon realized that the Truth he was looking for was not here. Good intention and enthusiasm without knowledge or the exercise of wisdom, he found, does not lead to the Truth.

And so the Seeker asked the Group of Belongers, "Who are you?"

And the Group answered, "We are you, boo hoo, boo hoo."

With that an ocean of tears rolled over them and washed them away.

The Seeker was not alone for very long. There now came forth a Disciple who told him of a great Guru who personified Truth. He urged the Seeker to likewise sit at the feet of the all-knowing Guru and follow his words.

So the Seeker met the Guru and was overwhelmed by his charm, listening to his every saying.

Soon, however, the Seeker awakened to his own dissatisfaction, that he was experiencing everything only through the Guru and not for himself.

He learned that one cannot gain Truth by giving up responsibility for growth to someone else, but by accepting it as his own.

The Seeker asked the Guru and his Disciples, "Who are you?"

They replied in a chant, "We are you, om to you, om to you."

And with that a great fog covered them all and they disappeared into the past where they belonged.

As the fog receded there not stepped forth a Mystic who congratulated the Seeker for all his learning, telling him his real area of search should be in another dimension of the mind. He should open himself to directly channeling the words from the invisible Masters.

So the Seeker trained with the Mystic, and soon began writing words and heard voices speaking through his mouth that seemed not his own.

After awhile, however, the Seeker became confused by the strange answers to his questions he was getting. There were contacts with so-called Secret Brotherhoods, Space Beings and distant Masters speaking through him from somewhere in Tibet.

Soon the Seeker realized that all the messages together contained very little of any worth. For the most part they were simply expressions of his own ego mirroring back to him what he already knew.

Truth, he now understood, is not something you imagine or fantasize, but has a universal quality that is very real.

He asked all these supposed other Masters, "Who are you?"

And they answered in unison in a voice that was his own, "We are you, and you, and you."

With that the whole imagined hierarchy of Masters vanished and the self-satisfying messages stopped altogether.

The Seeker, finally alone, began to review all that he had experienced, to look for the Answer that had escaped him.

Every pathway he had pursued had taken him away from himself as he had sought Truth in other people, other things. And always his final question had brought him back to the words, "I am you."

Seeing this the Seeker now gained the awareness to ask, "Then who am I?"

And the Universe responded, "You are One. The One of all the Cosmos dwells within you.

"Know the living Universal Truth within you and it shall lead you to love the One Truth in all things. Truth is found not in the length of the search but in its depth, inside you."

With these words the Seeker did not end his Quest for Truth. Instead it had now begun. His Great Journey became the Journey Within.

LETTING GO OF OLD TRUTHS

Once there was a great Teacher whose life-long quest was to walk in the direction of the rising Sun, daily keeping his sparkling eyes fixed upon the distant goal. His disciples followed him faithfully upon the same quest, traveling with him everywhere he went.

Then one day the sparkle went out of the Teacher's eyes. He laid down and died upon the desert sands.

Greatly distraught his disciples mourned for him. In honor of his greatness they fashioned a huge statue of him on the spot where he died, in a standing pose facing into the rising Sun.

With this labor accomplished, however, the disciples were at a loss of what to do next.

Many decided to build their homes around the statue and were satisfied to live out their lives in the shadow of the Teacher's image.

Other disciples decided to collect and codify all the sayings and words of the Teacher they could remember, and carved them in big letters upon the statue's surface. But this tended to only distort the Teacher's original image.

Still other disciples began worshipping the statue image itself by taking chunks out of it, carrying them home and setting them up as their own private idols. Yet this damage too also greatly altered the statue's figure, and the total image was slowly being lost.

There were those other disciples, few in number, who admired the Teacher for what he had envisioned. They sought to emulate his quest by climbing atop the statue, standing upon its shoulders and gazing out toward where the statue's eyes were still transfixed—into the rising Sun.

Yet after all this arduous effort all they could see was no farther than what the Teacher himself saw upon his last day, and nothing more.

Finally there were those disciples who realized that to be true to the Teacher's life purpose as well as to their own, it was now time to leave his crumbling statue and walk beyond, where the Teacher would have walked and would have wanted them all to walk.

So they left the statue behind, continually seeking, continually striding forward, ever-moving into the light of the rising Sun.

ACCEPTING NEW TRUTHS

In Greek legend, the god Hermes is not only the deity of inspiration, the Divine Messenger, but sometimes he also acts as the Game Player, giving you important lessons to learn.

What truths Hermes offers you are like a deck of cards. Each card is filled with esoteric symbols, and as you work with these you begin connecting certain symbols with others, placing one card with another, eventually building a wonderful edifice--a house of cards which defines truth in a framework you can understand.

But just at the moment of self satisfaction, when you think you have neatly categorized everything, Hermes comes flying through and drops a whole new set of cards on top of your carefully constructed reality. Your house of cards tumbles down and you are left sitting amid the ruins, with Hermes' laughter ringing in your ears.

However, looking around you, you discover the new cards left by Hermes, with their new symbols. You begin seeing interconnections with the symbols on the old cards—and soon you are once again building a structure, another house of cards, only this one bigger and more complex than before.

The moral of the story is, it is good to create a framework with the truths that are given you, for it helps you to better understand the reality you live in at the moment. But you must always make sure your framework is flexible, remembering that it may need to be completely altered as you learn more truths.

In the last analysis, as Hermes keeps reminding you, no one is ever playing with a full deck of cards.

RETURN OF THE GARDENER

You are Whole. You and the Whole are One. This is the true state of being you cannot always see, ever-existing. Only the illusion of separation brings a shadow before your eyes.

In the Beginning you were a part of the Whole. But to totally understand the Whole you allowed yourself to Fall, to be under the illusion of separation. Here is when you first became conscious of yourself as being very alone.

You have lived under the veil of separation ever since, longing for the Return. You have searched for it far and wide, looking everywhere within the Whole as it exists all around you, yet separate from you. Still, the Return to Wholeness eludes you. Or so it has seemed.

And in your search, in your pain, many times you have blindly denied the Whole itself. You have even tried to forget that the Whole is ever-present. The Whole is quietly making itself known to you once again. But the pain of your separation has also returned.

You realize now that what originally brought you pain, what was the true cause of your Fall, is that you began to focus on the end-product of Creation and forgot the process of Creation itself.

You have become enamored of accumulation and possession. For this, as the greedy Gardener, you have been expelled from the Paradise of the Whole.

It is in this state of abject possessiveness which makes you act as if you are somehow totally independent of the natural order of the Whole. But in this you are dangerously out of balance, destroying the planet and yourself.

In reality your possessiveness is for something that does not belong to you to begin with. You cannot selfishly own the Whole of which you yourself are only a part.

Now is the time to start regaining your true relationship to the Whole. Find again your personal creative harmony with the Whole and live it. In this, even though you continue to be a separated being, you are now privileged to understand the Whole in a very new way.

As a separated being, outside the Whole, you have the potential to look at the all of it, the Whole in its completeness as no other living being can do. You can now observe, experience, comprehend and love the true nature of the Whole as only the very Creator knows it.

To know as the Creator knows is to become a Creator yourself. In your separation you have now felt what the Creator felt when Creation was separated out, when the Whole manifested freely from the Creator's hands.

Matter came out of spirit, even though this separation too is only an illusion. Still, it has been the unique state of separation which you and the Creator have shared together.

You are now a part of Creation, a part of the created Whole, that has through the Creator's guidance risen to comprehend itself, to become self-aware, and has separated itself out by its own free will choice in order to prepare for the Next Step Beyond.

The Next Step is for you to realize that the Whole is about to be lifted up into a new state of being, into a new octave of Creation, only now with you as the new Creator. In separation you are achieving your own creatorship.

The Return is now here. The veil of illusion, the shadow of separation, is ending. You are to come back within the Whole so that through the Whole you and the Whole may be created anew.

The prodigal Gardener is ready to return to Paradise in triumph.

Though you have searched long and far, the key to the Return does not exist outside of you. It does not exist anywhere in the Whole. Instead it is within you, deep at your very core, at your very Spirit Center in your Inner World, where you and the Whole meet together.

Return now to your Spirit Center within you, where is the birthing of your innate sense of Wholeness, learned and nurtured through long separation. There too is the source of your creatorship. There too is the Creator dwelling within you, the Creator Within and the Creator Without being One.

You are Whole again, finally. You and the Whole are returned to being ONE with each other. You are Wholly One, and the Holy One is you.

Here is the sign of New Creation now unfolding into a New Cosmic Whole. It is a Re-Awakening that proclaims this message throughout:

You have now evolved to become the Living Truth of Creation itself. That which was, is come again, through you.

The Power to restore Paradise is now yours. May the Gardener and the Garden grow together forever more.

A DREAM OF PAST AND FUTURE DESTINIES

You first drift into rapidly passing clouds filled with many colors and the sound of falling waters. Suddenly in the midst of this you feel as if you are being thurst upward into higher dimensions. A Doorway in Time seems to open and through it you now see the figure of a man.

He is tall, his body beaming with a ruddy complexion of health. Around him is draped rich and many-hued clothing made of a type of material you do not recognize. His face is the face of a highly civilized being. In his eyes is reflected the wisdom of a science and technology so far in advance of what exists for you that you see him more like a magician of miracles. As you stand there watching him you experience a great awe, feeling as if you have more in common with a primitive tribesman than you with him.

“Is this what the future of humanity will be like?” you ask aloud.

The man’s gaze then falls on you and at first he appears shocked at what he sees. As he continues to eye you, his surprised turns to an expression of sadness and dismay. The man then slowly walks away, as if to ponder some dark fate.

You think this is strange that a person of the future should look at you, one of his ancestors, in such a gloomy way. But as other images pass before you of crumbling pyramids, great earthquakes and continents swallowed by the oceans, you realize your mistake. He is not a man of an Age to come. Rather, he is of an Age already come and gone.

He is an Ancient One of some lost civilization completely destroyed and now forgotten to your history. It is you who is the image of his future, and his surprise at how you look is now understandable. He has realized seeing you that his great world would be swept away, and that you are the end result of those who would survive, who would have to begin all over again from practically nothing.

You image that both he and you are probably sharing the same question. How many times hasthis happened before?

As you stand there in your dream thinking about all this, your scenery changes. You begin to see the world as it both was and is, and how in may Ages past it has undergone dramatic transformations.

You find yourself first in a mountainous place, and upon the alpine slopes men come and tend their sheep.

You ask one man, “How long have these mountains been here?”

And he answers, “Always. For the eroding wind and rain do their work slowly. These rocks shall tower here for untold eons to come.”

But suddenly the Earth shudders, the mountains crumble and torrests of glacial ice grind away at the land where you stand. The great heights melt away. In their place now rolls a level plain. Rivers meander over its face. Forests grow and a new race of humanity comes to settle the land, building great cities.

You say hello to a woman who is tending a garden, and tell the story of what you had seen—of days gone by when mountains occupied the region.

The woman laughs and says, “How could such a thing be true? The rivers and forests of the plain are old. My people are ancient. We have always lived in this place. Never were there mountains here. Besides, where are they? Where do they hide?” She laughs again and returns to her gardening.

Without warning great cracks break open the ground. The cities and forests are swallowed up and a mighty wave of water roars in, drowning the whole area. Eventually the storm leaves, but the waters do not, and the place where I stand now becomes the sea. The sea has new life, and fishermen from far away sail in to take their catch.

You approach one of these fishermen and tell himof times past when cities populated what is now the sea bottom, and earlier when mountains dominated the sky.

But he smiles and says, “Yours is a sailor’s tall tale indeed. My grandfather and his grandfather before him, they all fished these waters. The sea has always been here. The gentle tides only wash the distant shore, and the things of which you speak cannot happen.” Hauling in his net, he sails away.

Then the Earth shuddered once more. Great jagged rocks thrust upward. The sea vanished, and again you stand among mountains. For a second time shepherds tend their flocks. When you tell them what you had observed in times gone by, they only scoff at your words. The Earth, they say, changes slowly, unseen.

Yet soo they too with the mountains disappear.

Having experienced all this and realizing how much can be forgotten, you next find yourself in your nocturnal dream trying to catch a glimpse of the future, wondering how you might be remembered by your children’s children yet to be born.

Appearing before you is the image of a woman writing in a book. In an Age far future, a voice in your dream tells you, she will be an historian trying to reflect onyou life here and now. Very likely she will not spell your name right, if your name is remembered at all. Perhaps your very existence will be in doubt, and she will etch in little question marks after the years of your birth and death. What will she record, you wonder, of events that take place between those numbers? Through what eyes will she witness the story of what was once you?

Your one hope is that, despite yourself and your time, that future historian living in a civilization that will have evolved to levels not yet reached by your own, will excuse your limitations and find compassion and understanding for you, her ancestor, from whom she was born.

She will not place you on a lower step of some imagined line of development, but will meet you as an equal. You ae a fellow human being, having a spirit and mind and heart no different from hers.

Time divides you, as does your experiences and feelings, your knowledge and ability to see things. Other than that you are brothers and sisters all.

The truth is, there really are no boundaries of Time and Space. Wisdom in many Ages is lost and found, but the individual’s spiritual progress from lifetime to lifetime is forever eternal. In that we are truly One together.

With this thought your dream now comes to an end with the scene of a great ocean with rolling waves rising and falling in crests and troughs. Here is no ordinary ocean of water, but instead an Ocean of Time. The waves are the great civilizations rising and falling away in rhythm with the Tides of the Cosmos. Civilizations come and go, but bobbing atop the waves are the spirits of all humanity, like a great bird riding the crescendos and dips. Finally, receiving its full nourishment of food, the bird then takes off, leaving the Ocean far behind.

Suddenly on one wave you see again the Ancient One of my earlier experience. You see on the next wave following the image of yourself observing the transformations in the waves immediately around you, of Earth changes that have come and gone. And finally you see that future historian again, sitting before her book and gazing back at you, as she rides a wave yet forming.

Then you realize looking at them all that they are all you. You are looking at different lifetimes of yourself—each seeing their own view, yet all part of the same experience of who you truly are beyond Time and Space.

Once coming to this realization, you too now look forward to that future event when you with all humanity shall spread your wings.

We will lift ourselves as One Being far above the waves, leaving the Ocean and even our dreams far behind. Our One Human Beingness will gaze upward into the sky, into a Heaven having no end in sight.

Your last awareness you can remember is you thanking the Spirits of Wisdom for giving you these images and thoughts about your true nature.

Your dream vision ends and you awake to a new day.

[Copyright 2009. Joseph Robert Jochmans. All Rights Reserved.]