I am so being reminded of the Gospel of Love of the Cathars as we commemorate the last of the Cathars being burnt alive at Montsegur today.
The Cathars have all returned. So have the Essenes.
So have all the souls, like the Kumaras who once held the Light steady for⁷ humankind.
All these and others paid the highest price.
Yet here we are.
The New Earth already here.
The Christline fully activated.
The Shekinah in full powers.
The Magdalene overseeing the process.
The Pistis Sophia rising in all her glory.
We are transfiguring.
The time is now.
The Cathar Gospel of Love
It has no fabric, only understanding.
It has no membership, save those who know they belong.
It has no rivals, because it is non-competitive. I
t has no ambition, it seeks only to serve.
It knows no boundaries for nationalisms are unloving.
It is not of itself because it seeks to enrich all groups and religions.
It acknowledges all great Teachers of all the ages who have shown the Truth of Love.
Those who participate, practice the Truth of Love in all their beings.
There is no walk of life or nationality that is a barrier.
Those who are, know. It seeks not to teach but to be and, by being, enrich.
It recognizes the whole planet as a Being of which we are a part.
It recognizes that the time has come for the supreme transmutation, the ultimate alchemical act of conscious change of the ego into a voluntary return to the whole.
It does not proclaim itself with a loud voice but in the subtle realms of loving.
It salutes all those in the past who have blazed the path but have paid the price.
It admits no hierarchy or structure, for no-one is greater than another.
ts members shall know each other by their deeds and being and by their eyes and by no other outward sign save the fraternal embrace.
And the Laurel wreath and Book of Love has risen again.