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More of the time in Bristol, England

We gave lectures in the city of Bristol and on weekends travelled to a city around 100 miles away where we could concentrate upon practices and exercises and lightly deal with administrative matters.

Some members from Greece and Spain had joined us and had opened up centres in the UK. I enjoyed the liveliness of this more cosmopolitan meeting.
 
The exercises continued with varying degrees of success, an example of the kind of exercises we were given was an astral exercise in which we needed to all come out of our bodies and meet up in a room where we could all get taught, of course they were never as successful as that, but I do remember coming out of my body and seeing all the students there, most of which were just asleep and had not projected into the astral plane, but out of my body I could see the thoughts and desires of one person in particular, where it was important for me to see it, I was only shown something that could help me.
 
Reynaldo seemed to be particularly successful at astral projection, at times coming out into the room, he was getting information to us and at times seemed like a guide to the other side. I had heard about students who met up while out of their bodies and who travelled together in the astral world, that was fine, but I wanted information from which I could change myself most of all as it was my main concern. I wanted to stop being fearful, proud, angry and all those horrible things that I was beginning to see that I was; I really wanted to change myself.
 
Reynaldo and other students visited our study centre, as he was about to walk into the room that had been painted seven times he stepped back and said that there was a huge amount of strength in there, the force of which knocked him back. We all did practices there and one person came out of their body and heard someone talking, an old man mumbling saying that these Gnostics were evil, a student opened the door and saw this grotesque looking figure, he realised that the old man was part of forces that were trying to take him and others out of gnosis.
 
Interestingly, Reynaldo and I both had information about someone who was attending the centre and who could have potentially caused problems, it was remarkable that we both had the same information at the same time, which helped us to deal with him; I could see how forces from over there were guiding things here.
 
I had heard how everyone when they begin to take up this work has a pact with the Black Lodge, the forces of darkness, due to past history and this pact keeps us under the influence of dark forces, which is an obstacle to progress towards the light. I heard that everyone who wants to progress should go to the Temple of the Black Lodge and break the pact, I didn't know if this was true or not but I decided to give it a try, while out of my body I searched and searched and saw in the distance a temple, I could tell that it was from the dark side, I approached it but there was a gate, a figure came up to me, it was from the dark side, this was enough to distract me and I went back to my body, fortunately I learnt that by awakening the Kundalini we break the pact anyway.
 
A Trip to France
 
We had news that a Gnostic missionary called Pedro who was giving the teaching in France was dying, so a group of us went there from the UK to give him support, we arrived and met a French Gnostic group, it struck me that I was part of a wider international movement. We visited Pedro in the hospital, it was quite upsetting to see him, later we spent much time praying for him and, as we did, I could see with polyvision divine beings arrive to help with his healing, which was more of a comfort than a cure.
 
I was worried that someone who had dedicated his life to spreading the Gnostic teachings could have cancer at such a young age, he was around 30 years old. Reynaldo had said that he was facing death or serious illness 10 years before and had asked the beings who administer karma in the world for 10 years of life in which he could do a spiritual work; it seems that he lived for those 10 years as he had asked for, but died soon after we left France.
 
Reynaldo asked me why he thought that Pedro had died, and replied that he had to pay his karma, Reynaldo thought that was too harsh and asked Rabolu why, the reply came back saying that he had to pay karma. It struck me how harsh life could be.

One night I had an experience in which I had a tiny sword with a white handle, symbolising that the Kundalini had started to rise.

 

Starting Groups in Exeter

We decided to start a group in a city about 70 miles away called Exeter, while continuing to teach groups in Bristol, there were just a small number of people at the start of the course, but speaking to some of them afterwards was quite interesting, once said that he did work in the Vatican and was interested in some esoteric aspects of it, another when I asked, “how did you find out about the course?” replied, “I saw your poster in a dream”. But the most unusual of those attending were a young couple; they were partners, but not married. They looked like two Angels with blonde hair - and impressed me with their ability to astral project at will every night. They were working within the Theosophical society and had positions in it.

Here is an account from my book A Course in Dreams and Out-of-body Experiences:

The woman had been in the national newspapers as many people had supposedly seen her flying over the top of a building. I was impressed, but I began to have doubts about the source of their powers. The way they had achieved their powers was not through the slow hard work that each of us must do, but had supposedly started after a car crash in which they should have died.

Doubts appeared too, when we saw them entering a practice room using the opposite symbols that Gnostics use, the doubts increased when we left them in a room with a pentagram (this is a symbol that protects against evil forces when it is used the right way up). After they left the room, I noticed that the pentagram had been taken down and was placed the wrong way up.

One night in the astral plane I saw the man or the appearance of the man doing a work on my spine, where the Kundalini rises, and inserting things into my kidneys that blocked the flow of energy. After this, a spiritual being called Rabolu appeared to me in the astral plane and gave me a Century plant, which is used for protection. Then I asked the beings of light to undo what the negative beings had done to me. I conducted an exercise with a group of people (one that will be explained in a future course) to break their evil influence. I saw them both the next day and they looked completely different. Gone was the angelic look, instead they looked like a couple of vampires. Their faces were even swollen and they were only able to babble a load of rubbish.

We never saw them in everyday life after that, although some months later I met the man or his appearance again in the astral plane. This time however, I commanded him to reveal himself to me. He lifted into the air, turned into a grotesque demon and disappeared into the darkness from where he came.

In spite of the workload of teaching in two different cities, we kept practising different Gnostic exercises consistently, even if we arrived home late at 3 a.m. we made sure that we practised before sleeping.
 
On one such occasion, using the mantra Ham Sah after the practice of alchemy, I noticed that I was breathing in more than I was breathing out, the more I continued the less air I expelled with every breath, until my breathing stopped completely, yet instead of feeling asphyxiated I felt immensely blissful, the feeling centred around my heart, and a strange sensation began quickly of collapsing in upon myself into the heart, as I completely collapsed into my heart everything expanded into light announcing this region of light in a state of bliss, there were no shadows just heavenly bliss, I wasn't there long before I was expelled back to my body. I've had entered the illuminated void the Satori, the outer circle of the great light. Years later I would read how Samael described this very process taking place with this exercise.
 
The Sword and the Stone
 
One night at the end of 1991, I had another of those awakened-like dreams in which I didn't know that I was dreaming, there was the stone, perfectly formed, altar-like, in my hand was a sword, I held up the sword and struck it upon the stone; I had gained the first initiation of the first mountain. I had raised the Kundalini in the physical body.
 
The stone is the rock which Jesus spoke about to Peter upon which the church is built, the rock is the foundation for the work, without it in no work can take place, without it the house is built on sand. It is also the mythical philosopher's Stone and is the stone from which Arthur drew the sword. It is created from the transmutation in alchemy.

I didn't really feel much different afterwards, nor did I feel any sense of celebration, I knew that I had a very long way to go if I wanted to be properly spiritual, and in any case it seemed so unlikely anyway. I didn't know if I would ever have another initiation and I certainly didn't feel worthy of anything more.

 

Some time later I had another experience in which everything looked bright and clear. I was in a banquet, there were around twelve people sat around a table, they had things on the table like a chalice you would find in a church, what seemed to be the leading figure looked at me smiling radiantly, his smile seemed to beam everywhere, he said “One of you has incarnated his soul”, he continued looking at me, it was such a joyous occasion.

I later puzzled as to how this could be as I had only just started the first mountain, this was only the first initiation, but that was how the initiation ran.

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