"Is it worthwhile to speak of Infinity if it is unattainable? But it does
exist; and everything great, even if invisible, compels us to think about the
ways to it. Thus, even now let us ponder about the ways into Infinity; for it
exists, and it is terrifying if it is not cognized. But even in the earthly
life one can approach and can temper the spirit toward acceptance of the
Infinity Book 1 Introduction
Good Evening Friends and Fellow Travelers:
are, of course all meditators here, and as travelers on the Endless Way we are,
also, all explorers. And, like most explorers, many of us do re-search. We are
vitally interested in the details and facts of the physical sciences, and we are
fascinated by history, by the evolution of the species through its various
forms, as well as ancient and recent civilizations, cultures, customs and so
forth. As a group, however, we are rather unique in the annals of exploration.
What makes us unique in the explorer game is our intense interest in and
exploration of the un-manifest aspect of Infinity or, one might say of the
unfathomable sea we call Nothing. We are consumed with the will to confront the
un-confrontable. We have a driving need to discover, not the heavy and
measurable facts, the “what was” of yesterday’s world, but the what will be of
tomorrow’s tomorrows. We will to understand those elusive, weightless,
shapeless, formless beings, the whys and wills of God which are nowhere and
everywhere. We search for the THAT which exists beyond the “thats” and is found
always and only in the silence of the infinite Fiery World.
Whoa! That’s pretty far out, or in, you might say, and, yes, it is rather
unusual. Never the less, Infinity or, The Great Silence—as the travelers in that
realm come to know and call it—is where the meditator/explorer spends most of
his or her prime exploration time. This is one of the reasons why in the Law of
Group Progress, or the Law of Elevation as it is esoterically known, D.K.
underscores— as an essential aspect of the dual life of the disciple— the need
for disciples to be able to register and discriminate between various
frequencies or vibrations, for example, the frequency of the different bodies,
mental, emotional and etheric, or the soul or shadow, or the Ashram and the
Master. Esoteric Psychology V.II P. 174-176
I do want to share with you this evening some of the “artifacts”, the
realizations and understandings that I have been fortunate enough to encounter
and manage to bring back in several recent trips into that eternal wonder land.
I must apologize for the seemingly vague and hazy nature of some of these
artifacts. However, as explorers, you, I assume, understand the difficulties we
encounter when we attempt to move understanding and realization from nothing
the title of the talk implies, most of these discoveries concern the frequency
of Truth. However, one of the latest discoveries and perhaps one of the most
significant, at least to my rather easily awed mind, does concern Truth Itself.
I realized one day not so long ago, that Truth is simply another name for Love.
suppose that most of you already knew that, but it was a real shocker for me. I
came upon this understanding when I realized that the frequency of Love was
identical to the frequency of Truth. What that means is that the frequency which
is always present and registered when Truth is encountered or understood is
identical to the frequency which always and only accompanies Love. Perhaps that
fact signifies that—in this Solar System anyway—Love is the Truth.
of course, all realize that the frequency which accompanies one or another of
the Lives that live in the Infinite land of nothing is not the Life. Although
the frequency is inseparable from the Life—that is the two always and only
coexist— the frequency is not the Life. I know this is somewhat abstract, and I
know that those who demand logical explanations and, if not visible, at least
some how quantifiable examples, will be yawning about now and wondering what I
could possibly be talking about. The best I can do by way of example here is to
point out that when we encounter a convex shape, we know that there is a concave
side to it, and we know that the convex side is not the concave side.
What I am saying is that an Idea or one of the Beings, which we might call
Principles, always carries an identifiable frequency. This frequency is like a
signature. It signifies the presence of the Life, and gives the clue to The Name
of the Life.
me explain that. If we have an experienced and trained explorer, in other words,
an occult meditator, there will be an opportunity to make the mental apparatus
open to impression by the encountered Life and its accompanying frequency. As a
result of the eons of evolutionary development the apparatus with which we
register frequencies, the emotional equipment on this level, is so sensitive we
have little trouble in that area. However, most of us are not that good at
standing in the Light of the discovery long enough or steady enough for a very
good impression to be made in the stuff which makes up the lower mental plane
and then to actually get the impression recorded on that marvelous canvas we
call the brain. Consequently, after we have returned from nowhere to somewhere,
we may have, usually do have, only vague and hazy recollections of the Life we
Yet, what seems to stay powerfully and profoundly with us is the frequency of
that encountered Life. We remember the frequency, or to use a completely
inadequate word, we recall what the encounter “felt” like. After one or two
registrations of a frequency, one will always recognize it, even if one does not
recognize or understand completely the Life that is accompanying the frequency.
This fact is the basis for D.K.’s assertion that, “Nothing in heaven or hell, on
earth or elsewhere can prevent the progress of the man who has awakened to the
illusion, who has glimpsed the reality beyond the glamour of the astral plane,
and who has heard, even if only once, the clarion call of his own soul.” A
Treatise On White Magic P. 223. Once heard, the clarion call of one’s
Soul will never be forgotten. This is, as most of us know profoundly true, even
though it may take several incarnations between that first hearing and the
ability to become completely transfigured by that splendor we call the Soul.
in the beginning, it is primarily the frequency of the encounter which we
recall. It is my conclusion that at some time or another, in some incarnation or
another, perhaps when we lived those lives as hermit mystics in caves or as
monks or nuns in the various monasteries of the world or as probationers or
disciples of one of the Masters, at some time in our evolution into this place,
into this room, into this company where we are right now, all of us with out
exception have encountered not only our own souls, but the Cosmic lives we call
Love and Truth. I say this because, although we may seldom actually recognize or
understand Truth, we all are totally familiar with the frequency of Truth. The
universal name which has been given to this frequency is Beauty. The frequency
of Truth is what we call Beauty.
Another way to think of a Life’s frequency is to think of its quality. Beauty is
the quality of Truth, and as we all know so intimately and deeply, Beauty is the
field in which Love operates. As a Life and its frequency always and only
co-exist, Truth and Beauty always and only co-exist. Beauty is the signature of
Intuition, which means a direct encounter with Truth, is always accompanied by
an enormous charge of the frequency we know or recognize as Beauty. Each of our
bodies registers this impact in its special way. The heart and higher mind
register it as Joy. This is why the Master Morya calls Joy a Special Wisdom. The
emotional vehicle is very highly moved by this frequency, frequently causing us
to weep and behave in other strange ways. The etheric vehicle is also highly
affected by such an encounter. And of course, when we find ourselves swimming in
the sea of Beauty, we all feel very happy, even when we are weeping.
This is why it is so hard to stand steady in the light. The explorer needs to
learn to withstand Beauty in order to see Truth clearly. As the Buddha remarked,
“The eye that brims with tears can not see clearly.”
This brings up another very important point about Beauty and Truth that is
frequently over looked. We know that Beauty is the clothing that Truth wears. We
know, therefore, that whenever we encounter Beauty, we are also encountering
Truth, even if we cannot fully grasp it. I would suggest that we all begin to
realize that when we register Beauty, we are experiencing the outer layers of
what we call intuition.
When we are moved by a wonderful lyric poem or piece of music or art, we need to
remember this. When next we are standing on the side of a mountain overlooking a
beautiful valley or watching a wonderful sunrise or sunset, or observing a tiny
baby or small children at play, we need to remember this. It is Beauty, the
frequency of Truth that is causing us to experience that wonderful clarity we
call joy, that is moving us on all of the various planes. However, it is Truth
and Love that we are actually seeing.
Somehow in front of us, somehow within the poem or painting, or landscape or
sky-scape we are beholding Truth. Truth is being revealed. God is making a
statement about Infinity. He is giving us a lesson in harmony, or symmetry. He
is revealing the inner workings of synthesis of Light, Reality and Immortality.
think that if we start looking for the Love and Truth that must be present when
we register Beauty we will begin to penetrate the field of Beauty, and move into
the Real, for Beauty is the beckoning doorway, actually, a veritable marques,
into the silence, into the Infinite. The habit of looking for Truth and Love
when we register the presence of Beauty will begin to reveal what is actually
present, the Love Wisdom which is generating, so to speak, the field of Beauty
we are registering.
me share an example. One day I came upon my mother, Loretta, in the front patio
garden of our house. My mother who was in her eighties at the time was not what
one would usually call beautiful. When I came upon her that day, she was bending
over and peering into an epiphyllum bloom. This particular variety is called the
Conqueror. The blooms, a very deep and startlingly iridescent orange, are about
the size of a saucer. The sun was shinning directly on the bloom and the orange
light from the bloom was reflected full into Loretta’s face.
was completely stopped by the vision. There were no parts, no separation. I
could not tell for a few seconds where the bloom ended and Loretta began, or
which was actually radiating the light, the bloom or Loretta’s irradiated face.
She must have heard me for with out rising up, she turned and looked at me. A
stream of iridescent orange light seemed to flow from her, and she simply said,
“Isn’t it beautiful.” I think that I literally saw Loretta’s Soul looking out of
those eighty plus year old eyes in that wrinkled and lined face.
have never again seen the elders among us, either men or women, in the same
light as I did before that experience. The immortal soul is quite close to the
surface in many of our elders. It is as if the soul were taking advantage of the
personalities loosening grip to come in and have a look around before its
vehicle slips away. The Beauty and Truth that streams forth from our elders from
time to time is only obscured by our conditioned thoughts about age and death.
That was an example of moving from the registration of Beauty to the realization
of a Truth. I know that many of you have had similar experiences in your lives,
and these kinds of experiences will become more and more common as we move
deeper under the influence of the 7th Ray Lord, for this Lord, “The Manipulator
of the Wand” is “The Revealer of Beauty” and “The Bestower of Light From the
Truth realized is not always that easy to express in mundane thought forms, or,
for that matter, in any medium of the lower three worlds. Truth realized is, of
course, the genesis of all art. An artist of what ever kind is simply trying to
share with us through the metaphor we call art— poetry, painting, sculpting,
story telling— the Truth which he or she has encountered. In the case of the
disciple, this works out in spiritual living, the way we live our lives. This
may be what D.K. is indicating when he says the art of the Aquarian Age will be
the art of living, and that spiritual living is “loving synthesis in action.”
There is another way to look at this. Everyone agrees that humans do not make
Truth. Truth is. Evolution, human evolution, is really the gradual development
of our ability to realize Truth.
for example, we had evolved far enough now, we would be able to register the
presence of the 5th Kingdom. It is here now of course. Most of us simply cannot
register it, or register it fully. We are simply not occupying or conscious of
the dimension, the “here” where the Hierarchy “is now”. We are not open to it.
We have not as yet developed, finely enough, the sensitivity to that “here”.
the other hand, we readily register the presence of Beauty, which is the
frequency of Truth. So, if Truth is and Beauty is the frequency of Truth we
should always be able register Beauty. We have to wonder why we fail to see
Beauty so often. The obvious explanation is that we are frequently lost in Maya,
the Great Illusion of Separation.
There is something we can do about this. A habit of the explorer, the warrior
explorer, is to think Truth, that is to be constantly conscious of Truth, of its
existence. Truth is there. If we are not seeing it, it is because we are being
bamboozled by Maya and the Great Illusion. So, a good practice we can take to
the exercise floor we call our daily lives is to start to consciously look for
the Truth that must invest everything. When we start to see the Beauty which
lies at the heart of all beings, we will be closing in on the Ceremonial Ritual
of Sanat Kumara’s daily Life which has to do with the revelation of always
greater levels of Truth.
the aquarium in Monterey, California, I came upon a huge tank full of these very
large, incredibly beautiful pale pink and blue, gossamer jelly fish. As
jellyfish do, these were moving up and down in the water in some kind of ancient
and profound ritual dance. As I watched, the rhythm of the dance began to move
in my consciousness. The space between the dancers and the observer seemed to
dissolve. You know the experience. It is like there was a Truth being expressed
in that tank of jellyfish.
came to me as I watched, that Beauty is the Sea within which the gossamer fishes
of Truth swim. It took only a second for me to move the vision from the jelly
fish tank to our planet swimming in the Sea of Beauty we call the sky and from
there to our solar system, one of countless billions, swimming in the Sea of
Beauty we call Space and then on to the realization that these images— from the
jelly fish swimming in the tank at the aquarium to the Crab and Orion nebulas
swimming in space— these images are but the outer forms, the garments of Beauty,
which Truth assumes as it unfolds or manifests in time and space. These forms
are beckoning doorways to the Infinite Beauty of the Fiery World where one might
gain, from breath to breath, a tiny glimpse into the significance of Life, of
Truth, of the Infinite.
we approach the waiting Great Ones this evening, let us recall the Masters
words. “Traveler, you must be conscious of the Fiery World as something real,
and which nourishes life. Traveler, apprehend that your earthly life is the very
smallest part of your existence. Traveler, accept the Guiding Hand.” Fiery
World II P.263
Carney, Taurus 2003