September 5, 1973

Globe, Arizona

 

            Aka is here.

            “Good evening, Aka. Where is Ray?”

            Soul Ray stands with God.

            Yes, we see thy need. And we should answer in this manner, for we should give you the parable of the beggar.

            For this is a parable of a young boy who had journeyed far. His parents had given unto him the monetary value to make the journey, but through his own negligence he had lost that unto which his parents had given him. And therefore, the boy to complete his journey, decided that he would become a beggar upon the street to obtain the food that was necessary.

            Yet he knew not how to beg. All he knew was that he was hungry and in need of food. And yet he knew not from whom to ask. So his thoughts were that the first person who should pass his way he should ask for help.

            And unto each he would say, “Pardon, but I am without food. Could you spare food?”

            And each would look at the lad and pass on.

            The lad could not understand this.

            He trode on his merry way, mile after mile. But that which he thought was a great journey soon became a great burden. And his hunger increased.

            Yet through the streets came a ragged old man. And the boy looked upon the old man and said unto himself, “This one should have nothing to give; therefore, I should not ask of him.”

            But as the old man entered near this one, the old man stretched out his hand and gave unto the lad both coin and bread. And the old man went on his way.

            The boy ate the bread and used the coin to continue his journey.

            Yet his thoughts dwelled long with this old man. And upon the completion of his journey and returning home unto his parents, he went unto his father and said, “Father, I have these things to confess unto you. I was negligent with the funds you gave me and became a beggar. And I begged food and coin. Yet none gave unto me, but a man who looked much like a beggar himself. How could this be so?”

            And the father looked unto his son and said, “Did he give unto you anything that you would not have given unto him?”

            And the lad thought long unto himself, and said, “Yes, father, he did.”

            And the father said, “What was that?”

            And the lad said, “If I were ragged and poor and had but little bread and coin, I would not give it unto others, but would have kept it for myself.”

            And the father looked unto the lad and said, “Then you would not have really given unto anyone.” The father asked unto the lad, “If you were rich would you give unto someone who was begging upon the street?”

            And the lad said, “Oh, yes, then I would give.”

            And the father said, “Then you would have given nothing, for it is only in the true gift that you give of that part of yourself and expect nothing in return can you consider this a gift of giving.”

            The lad pondered on this long, and went back unto his father and said, “Father, how could this be so? Giving, whether rich or poor, is still a gift.”

            And the father said, “No. When you were rich and you gave, you gave to make yourself feel better. But when you were poor and gave, you gave that another should receive from the gift, and therefore, in truth you have given of yourself.”

            The lad pondered long upon this.

            And many days did pass, and years. And as the lad grew unto manhood, and then unto old age, and his time of passing did come forth, and he passed forth unto the other side.

            And the first to greet him was the beggar. And once again, the beggar reached out his hand and gave of him both coin and bread.

            But that of the lad, who had turned into an old man, said, “What need have I of these now?”

            And the old beggar said, “You did not learn that unto which your father had taught you; therefore, you have it to learn here, that you may return upon the earth and give in truth the gift.”

            The lad said unto this one, “But why would you wait all of this time? Who are you?”

            And the beggar said unto him, “I am your inner self. I am all of those things that you have been throughout your many lives.”

            You have questions, ask.

            “Yes, Aka. [9-5-73-001], who is here tonight....And he asks, ‘Will I achieve the ideal partnership this year? And also what will my eventual relationship with R______ G______ be?’”

            First, we should answer in this manner. Nay, you shall not achieve the ideal partnership this year. And the relationship into which you speak shall be but a passing fancy.

            You have other questions, ask.

            “Do you have other questions?” [the moderator turns to ask the man.]

            “I would be very interested in my past lives,” [the man answers.]

            “He would like to know about his past lives, Aka.”

            Yes, we see of this need, and therefore, we should say in these words. We have before us the body, the soul, the spirit, and the immortal body of the same. And therefore, we have the records before us. And therefore, we should give unto this one that unto which he seeks.

            We shall neither start at the beginning, but we should bring this one in that proportion of the world known at this time as France. This is during the great revolt unto which many thousands were slaughtered needlessly. This one was female at this time. She was a knitter, for she knitted into the scarves the names of all who should meet their end and upon the guillotine. But as at first within her was only the thought of justice for her people, but soon she found herself taking revenge upon those around her. And as the last head would fall from her [n]ever-ending list of names, she herself had gained great wealth. And as she went to claim her lands and wealth, there she was stabbed and robbed, and so did die.

            And there between the minds of slumber and learning, there lay a constant fight and turmoil within herself, for she felt within herself that she had done that which was rightly so, yet many of her victims stood and tried to awaken her to show you, her, that thy held no vengeance against her.

            But it was not until the young king who had died in prison did appear before her and say unto her these words, “Please maiden, forgive unto yourself, that we may forgive unto ourselves our deeds. Awaken from your slumber, for it is not our Father’s way that you should lose your soul now. Your intent in the beginning was good. Yet your way, your method, was that which was wrong. The killing of any human being is a wrong thing within itself. These things you must learn here now, that you might return unto the earth. If you do not awaken soon, those of us who are allowed to help you will have to move on with our studies, and you shall lay within your turmoil for endless time.”

            Your eyes fluttered and did open, and you came from the sleep. You looked upon the lad’s smiling face, bright and cheerful, and said unto the lad, “How can you, who I have wronged, forgive me?”

            And he said unto her, “You did not wrong me. There were others who knew not what they did. But our Father has forgiven them, and so should I, for you shall be the judge of yourself. Judge yourself fairly, and you shall return to the earth with knowledge for forgiveness unto others. Judge yourself or anyone else unfairly, and your journey shall be repeated all over again.” He said, “Now rise and walk with me, and we shall look upon this earth.”

            And you looked upon the earth and saw the wars and rumors of wars. And you said unto the lad, “Why should this be so? Why should so many want to kill so many others?”

            Yet the lad answered unto you, “Why did you want to kill unto others?”

            And you said, “For I had felt that they had wronged my people.”

            And the lad answered unto you, “Were you right in what you did?”

            You thought long and hard upon this. Your thoughts were of the things, many things, that had been done unto your people. Then your thoughts were of the many things, cruel acts, that the people had done unto the others. And you said, “Nay, neither was right.”

            Then the lad said unto you, “Then you have learned. Now cast you lot upon the water, for a time shall come, and in the generation you shall choose to be born in, when the coming of the Messiah shall be once again upon the earth. And all shall know of this coming, for it shall begin the thousand years of peace upon the earth, but not as we would count upon the earth, but as our Father should count. Water shall flow, and deserts shall bloom. The earth shall shift its form. Man upon the earth shall know of life from other planets.”

            You looked at the lad and said, “How do you know of this?”

            And the lad said, “Look, there, unto the other heavens.”

            And there you saw worlds upon worlds, and life upon life. And you asked unto the lad, “Is our God their God too?”

            And the lad answered, “Our Father is the creator of all things.”

            And so, you had learned that which you had sought to learn.

            And as we have told you the parable in the beginning, the parable was part of another chosen lifetime of your own. Take forth this knowledge unto which we have given you. Seek out honesty by being honest with yourselves and others. Seek out love by giving love. And your cup shall runneth over.

            We say unto you, the time is near at hand when the things we have mentioned within the readings, the time of the famine, shall be upon the earth. Take forth from the knowledge and prepare within yourself for this time. But do more. Prepare for the day that you shall meet your self, that of your real self within you, and in that preparation you shall prepare yourself for the coming of the Messiah.

            The Fifth Angel walks upon your earth. Earthquakes, tornadoes, hurricanes, fire shall blight the earth.

            Now is the time of the Cherub.

            Awaken soul Ray from his slumber.

 

 

[Editor’s note: numbers have been substituted for names, locations and birth dates to respect privacy.

This transcript was compared to the audio recording for accuracy.]

 

Copyright © 1973 by A. Ray Elkins, Globe, Arizona