Book 23
The Rose Temple

 

 

 

Maria was looking at pictures of roses in a book that was on her mother's coffee table. She had visited a rose garden with her mother on Mother's Day and they had purchased the book in the garden bookstore.

“Roses are so special,” thought Maria.

 

 

That night, after falling asleep, Archangel Michael came to speak to her of roses.

“Let me take you to the Rose Temple of Lady Master Nada,” he said. “It is over New Bedford, Massachusetts. You will come to know what roses are all about.

 

 

Maria could hear a song playing from the ethers as they approached New Bedford, which is just a little outside of Boston, near Cape Cod. It was the song of Lady Master Nada from Cosmic Portals.

Pink roses, my dear welcome you here beloved Nada.
Our hearts are enflamed, as we call thy name beloved Nada.
Come rose of my heart, your melody start,
Come, Sacred Heart, beloved Nada.

“The Rose Temple is the etheric counterpart of an ancient Temple of Love on Atlantis where Nada once served as a priestess,” explained Archangel Michael. “Here, Lady Master Nada focuses the flame of divine love that is also tended by Brothers and Sisters of Divine Love for the healing of earth's evolutions. Nada invites students to come to her retreat to study divine justice and public service. She teaches us how to become our brother's keeper and unfold the sensitivity of the heart. ”

Maria could see the temple glowing in the distance with a soft pink light. The temple was designed after the patterns of a soft pink rose.

 

 

“Each petal represents an initiation in the flame of divine Love,” said Lady Master Nada, as she greeted them and gave Maria a hug. “It's good to see you again,” she said.

“I learned of the initiations of divine love long ago. In my final incarnation more than twenty-seven hundred years ago, I was born as the youngest of a family of extremely gifted children. I was tutored by Archeia Charity on how to expand the threefold flame in my heart so I could help quicken the chakras of my brothers and sisters. I chose not to pursue a career in that life, but rather to keep the flame of love in deep prayer and meditation for my brothers and sisters who were pursuing their endeavors.”

Maria saw the beautiful painting of Lady Master Nada on the wall, holding a rose in her hand. She remembered that she had seen this portrait in the flame room of the Comfort Temple of the Maha Chohan. There was so much love coming from Nada's beautiful face. “That painting was created by Ruth Hawkins—who is now the ascended Goddess of Beauty,” said Lady Master Nada. “I treasure it very much.”

“I remember meeting the Goddess of Beauty when we visited le Chateau de la Liberté,” said Maria. “She was most gracious!”

Maria could feel the radiation of the flame of divine love coming from the altar. Its soft, gentle quality could be felt for miles around.

“Love is soft and gentle,” said Archangel Michael, “but it also has a quality of self-protection within it. Intensified, it becomes the fires of the ruby ray which are the judgment of all forces of anti-love. The angels of Archangel Chamuel and Charity use cords of love to bind the fallen angels.”

Maria could hear the prayer that the brothers and sisters of divine love were offering together around the altar. “That is the decree to the Elohim of Love that the master Lanello dictated for chelas of divine Love,” said Lady Master Nada.

 

Love, love, love is a joyous fire
From the heart of Amora we desire.
Remove all fear and free us now
To our God Presence, by which we bow.

Elohim of Love, consume us now!
With thy great flame to which we bow,
Consecrate God's Love for all mankind
Let all who hate, now be kind.

Purge, purge, purge is the Love on fire!
From the heart of Heros we desire,
Reveal untruths that plague our youth
Recharge their hearts with Cosmic Truth.

Elohim of Love, consume us now!
With thy great flame to which we bow,
Consecrate God's Love for all mankind
Let all who hate, now be kind.

Heal, heal, heal is the Love that's real!
From the heart of God let all be sealed
Penetrate us now and release thy fire
Re-create this chalice to God-desire.

Elohim of Love, consume us now!
With thy great flame to which we bow,
Consecrate God's Love for all mankind
Let all who hate, now be kind.

Come right now, O Love so dear,
Remove all doubts that are unclear
Restore our trust in God-design
Obedience to Love is the God we find.

 

“That is such a beautiful prayer,” said Maria.

“Yes, it is,” said a lady master dressed in the most beautiful ruby and pink gown, adorned with white and pink and gold roses and petals. “Allow me to introduce myself. I AM your sister of Love, Rose of Light.”

 

 

“You are so beautiful,” said Maria. “It is very nice to meet you.”

“I love coming to the Rose Temple to offer my adoration to God,” said Rose of Light. “I also tended the fires of God's Love in the days of Atlantis. It was an altar of Healing Love. We established a cult of the heart on the path of the ruby ray. I cultivated a beautiful rose garden next to the shrine on Atlantis that I have transferred to this temple. Would you like to stroll in the rose garden with me?”

“Yes, I would love to,” said Maria.

Rose of Light took Maria by the hand and they stood outside the temple. The fragrance of roses wafted strong from the many, many roses. There were rose bushes of every color but most especially pink, and there were beautiful climbing roses of every size and shape growing on the white trellises, that looked like looms.

 

 

“This rose garden here, like the one on Atlantis, is devoted to the unfolding of the divine plan for the soul,” said Rose of Light. “Each rose is consecrated as a budding soul unfolding her divinity. My momentum of prayer, together with the prayers of my brothers and sisters who served the holy shrine, helped many discover their raison d'etre, or reason for being. We would pray for them without ceasing and still do. This experience enabled me to unfold the rose of my own heart as well.”

“It is so beautiful to think of the heart as a rose,” said Maria.

“Yes,” said Rose of Light. “Jesus likened his heart to a Rose of Sharon, unfolding its petals within the heart. 'My heart is the heart of God,' he would say. 'My heart is the heart of the World. My heart is the heart of Christ in healing action.'”

 

 

“I see some Roses of Sharon growing here,” said Maria. “They look a little different.”

“The Rose of Sharon is mentioned in the Song of Solomon,” said Rose of Light, “where the bride declares, 'I am the rose of Sharon, a lily of the valley.' Sharon was a fertile region in ancient Israel that was known for its lush soil and vibrant wildflowers. The Rose of Sharon is a biblical symbol of beauty, humility and divine love.”

“It did not know this,” said Maria, “but they are beautiful flowers.”

“Heed the call of Love and intensify that Love Call in your heart,” said Rose of Light.

 

 

“I once heard a song called Indian Love Call,” said Maria. “I think it was part of a play that we did at school.”

“Yes,” said Rose of Light. “I know that song well. It was part of the Broadway operetta Rose-Marie starring Jeanette MacDonald and Nelson Eddy, who were twin flames. The song was inspired by an aboriginal Canadian legend where men would call down into the valleys to reach the women they loved.” Rose of Light began to sing.

“That is the time of the moon and the year, when love dreams to Indian maidens appear. And this is the song that they hear.”

“When I'm calling you-oo-oo oo-oo-oo!
You will answer too-oo-oo oo-oo-oo!
That means I offer my love to you to be your own.”

Rose of Light explained. “The legend tells of two lovers from different tribes whose families were enemies, sentenced to death. Their spirits still live, echoing each other’s calls across the land until they meet again.”

 

 

Maria joined in:

“But if when you hear my love call ringing clear,
And I hear your answering echo, so dear,
Then I will know our love will come true,
You'll belong to me, I'll belong to you!”

Maria smiled. “I love happy endings,” she said.

 

 

“That is also the love call between the soul and God, who is our beloved bridegroom,” said Rose of Light. “The happiest ending of all happens on the etheric plane, when the soul is wed to her own Holy Christ Self.”

At that moment, Saint Thérèse of Lisieux and Lady Master Kristine appeared, dressed as brides of Christ.

“We heard the Indian Love Call,” said Saint Thérèse of Lisieux, “and we love the roses of our Lord and Savior.”

“Yes,” said Lady Master Kristine. “When I was embodied as Saint Teresa of Avila, I would meditate on the interior castle in the secret chamber of my heart. This was where I would meet my Lord. The secret garden looked just like this!” she said.

 

 

“The Rose of Light is the heart chakra of every saint who has entered the courts of heaven and who has magnified the lord,” said Rose of Light.

“Let God be Magnified!” said Maria, with a big smile.

“Yes,” said Rose of Light. “The heart can hold the entire earth and physical octave embraced in the Rose of Light. The Rose of Light in the heart may appear delicate but it is the fiery vortex of God's love.”

“This was the path of love that I followed,” said Saint Thérèse of Lisieux. “I considered myself not to be as the rose but rather as the little flower of God. Nevertheless, I became that fiery rose heart of God.”

“How did you do it?” asked Maria.

 

 

 

“I learned how to turn human stubbornness into an iron will by loving God even in those who seemed difficult for me to love,” said Saint Thérèse, “like one nun in the abbey who was especially disagreeable. I would hold my tongue and smile, and made it a point to only say kind words to her and do kind deeds for her. Love is what makes us acceptable to God.”

“After Saint Thérèse made her ascension,” said Rose of Light, “she said that she wanted to spend all of her heaven doing good works on earth, and that she would let fall a shower of roses. Many people witnessed to receiving roses from her, and healing miracles, and the fragrance of roses enfolded her room.”

“Now that I am ascended,” said Saint Thérèse, “I can do even more good on earth, but the truth is that God also sent me to El Morya to learn of the teachings of the ascended masters and especially the eastern teachings that were still unfamiliar to me. You are so fortunate to learn about the teachings of the ascended masters now, even while you are in embodiment.”

Maria smiled. “And what about you?” she asked Lady Master Kristine.

“I too, am a flower in the field of life,” said Lady Master Kristine. “One day, the Savior passed by and plucked me to his heart and I became that one he would no longer leave in the field. I missed my earthly companions and even shed a tear, but his heart took me to the Elysian fields, where lilies grow and other saints that you and I have known.”

“Did God give you a job too?” asked Maria.

“Most certainly,” said Lady Master Kristine. “God charged me to remove the fallen angels and their consciousness from the church. It is not an easy task but by and by, we are making progress, clearing the way for a greater receptivity of heart and mind, in order for the golden age consciousness of Aquarius to fully manifest.”

At that moment, the sound of a gentle guitar softly wafted through the air.

“From thy fragrant center light,
Through thy petals blazing bright
Comes God’s Love intensely pure;
Rose of Light, Love will endure.

Rose of Light, thy Power flows—
Fiery, silent, majestic rose!
Through my being enfolded here,
All of Life I now revere.

Expand thy Flame’s suffusing glow
Through my substance here below.
My heart cries out for Freedom’s bloom:
O God, expand my narrow room!

The Love of God enfolds a rose,
Touches lightly a heart that glows.
Like unto Aurora’s bloom,
Thy rose-light chases all man’s gloom.

Rose of Light, expand through me,
Caress my being, make it free
To grow and glow upon the loom.
I now command my soul, attune!

Rose of Light, O come today,
In God’s name I truly pray:
From fear and darkness and all hate,
Set my mind in radiance straight.

Rose of Light, I AM all thine,
By God’s Love my life refine.
Through us all let Love appear
In God’s image ever dear!”

 

 

“Those are the angels of divine love!” exclaimed Maria.

And with that, she woke up to a new morning, but she could still hear the song Rose of Light playing in her heart. Later that day, Maria discovered the song on her computer and added it to her playlist.