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Yogi
Ramacharaka
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3. THE MYSTIC YOUTH OF JESUSIn our last lesson we
promised to tell you the esoteric story of the youth of Jesus. And
there is such a story to tell - although the churches know little or
nothing about it. The churches have nothing but the husks that have
always been the property of the masses. The real kernels of truth
have been possessed by but the few elect ones. The legends of the
mystic brotherhoods and occult orders have preserved the story
intact - and you shall now be given the essence of the mystic legends
and traditions.
At the end of
our first lesson we left Joseph,
Mary and the infant Jesus in Egypt - the land to which they had flown
to escape the wrath of the tyrant Herod. They dwelt in Egypt for a
few years, until the death of Herod. Then Joseph retraced his steps
and returned toward his own country, bringing with him his wife
and the babe. For some reasons
unknown to those familiar with the
legends and traditions, Joseph decided not to locate in Judea, but
instead bent his way toward the coast and returned to Nazareth, where
Mary and he had originally met and become betrothed. And so in
Nazareth - the humble little mountain town - the boyhood days of Jesus
were spent; the grinding poverty of the family being relieved
(according to the occult legends) by the yearly presents of gold from
the hands of disguised messengers of the Magi. It is also
related that He displayed an early impatience at
the dreary formalism of His Hebrew teachers and a disposition to go
right to the heart of the text before Him, that He might discern the
spirit animating it. So much was this the case that He frequently
brought down upon His head the censure of His instructors, who
overlooked the spirit of the
teachings in their devotion to the forms
and words. But this very
remoteness played an important part in the early life
of Jesus. Nazareth, by reason of its peculiar location, was on the
line of several caravan routes. Travelers from many lands traveled
through the town and rested there overnight, or sometimes for
several days. Travelers from
Samaria, Jerusalem, Damascus, Greece,
Rome, Arabia, Syria, Persia, Phoenicia and other lands mingled with
the Nazarenes. And the traditions relate that Jesus, the child, would
steal away and talk with such of these travelers as were versed in
occult and mystic lore and would imbibe from their varied founts of
learning, until He was as thoroughly informed on these subjects as
many a mystic of middle-age. The traditions
have it that the boy
would often delight and astonish these traveling occultists with His
wonderful insight into their secret doctrines and knowledge. And it
is also told that some of the wisest of these, seeing the nature of
the child, would overstay their allotted time of sojourn, that they
might add here and there to the various parts of general occult lore
possessed by the child. It is also taught that the Magi informed some
of these travelers, regarding the boy, that they might impart to him
some truth or teaching for which He was ready. And it was
toward the learned teachers of this Secret
Doctrine that Jesus directed His mind and steps, although His
parents knew it not. And the boy
walked with the rest... with bowed head... and eyes
that seemed to see things far removed from the scene around
them. Each family made the offering of the sacrificial lamb. Each family baked and ate the unleavened bread. The beautiful idea of the Passover had degenerated into a horrible feast of blood - for it is related that, upon these occasions, over a quarter-million of poor, innocent lambs were slaughtered and offered up as a sacrifice pleasing to Jehovah - who was supposed to delight in this flood of the blood of innocents. In pursuance of
this
barbarous idea, the altars and courts of the Temple of the Living God
ran red with the life-blood of these poor creatures, and the hands
and garments of the anointed priests of Jehovah were stained - like
those of butchers - that the vanity of a barbarous conception of Deity
might be fed. And think of the
feeling that must have been aroused in the
mystic mind of Jesus at this horrible sight. How His soul must have
been outraged at this prostitution of the sacred rite! And what would
have been His thoughts, had He known that - centuries after - a great
religion would stand, bearing His name; the followers of which would
be carried away with this same false idea of sacrificial blood; which
would be voiced in hymns about "A fountain filled with blood -
flowing from Immanuel's veins," and about "sinners plunged
beneath that bloody flood - losing all their guilty stains?" Alas,
for the prostitution of sacred truths and teachings. No wonder that a
people so saturated with the abominable ideas of a Deity delighting
in this flow of blood should have afterward put to death the greatest
man of their race - a Being who came to bring them the highest mystic
and occult truths. And their
prototypes have survived through the
centuries - even unto today -
insisting upon this idea of blood
sacrifice and death atonement; unworthy of any people - except the
worshipers of some heathen devil-god in the remote sections of
darkest Africa. Here the boy sat
and listened to the
teachings and disputations of the teachers and exponents of the
doctrines. From one group to another He wandered, and listened, and
pondered, and thought. He compared the teachings and submitted the
various ideas to the touchstone of the truth, as He found it within
His own mind. The hours
rapidly passed by unnoticed by the boy, who
found Himself amidst such congenial environments for the first time.
The talks with the travelers of the caravans paled into
insignificance when compared with these of the great occult teachers
of Israel. For be it remembered that it was the custom of the great
teachers of that day to so instruct those who were attracted to their
company. And Jerusalem - being the centre of the culture and learning
of Israel - the great teachers dwelt there. And so it will be seen
that Jesus now found Himself at the very fountain-head of the Hebrew
Secret Doctrines - and in the actual presence of the great
teachers. Their friends
and neighbors
gathered together, and the preparations for the return were
completed. But at the last moment, the parents discovered that the
boy, Jesus, was missing. They were alarmed, but friends told them
that their boy had been seen in the company of kinsmen and neighbors
traveling along the same road, who had preceded them but a few hours. Somewhat
reassured, the parents left with their company, hoping that
they would overtake the boy before nightfall. But when they reached
the first station on the caravan route, a village called Beroth, and
the night descended upon them, and the boy failed to appear among the
neighbors and kinsmen - the parents were sorely distressed. They slept
but little that night, and when the first rays of dawn appeared, they
parted from the company and retraced their way back to Jerusalem in
search of the boy, apparently lost in the great capital amid the
hundreds of thousands of pilgrims. For three days the devoted parents searched high and low for their beloved child - but no word of encouragement came to them. The boy had
seemingly
dropped out of sight in the vast crowds and winding streets. The
parents reproached themselves for their lack of care and caution.
None but a parent can imagine their anguish and terror.
They visited the many courts of the Temple many times, but no sight or word of the boy rewarded their search. The bloody altars... the showy costumes of the priests... the chants... the readings... seemed like mockery to them. They wished themselves back in their humble village, with their boy by their side. They prayed and besought Jehovah to grant their hopes and desire - but no answer came. Then, on the last day, a strange event occurred. The weary and heart-broken parents wandered, once more, into the Temple - this time visiting one of the less-frequented courts. They saw a crowd gathered - something of importance was occurring. Almost instinctively they drew near to the crowd. And then... amidst the unusual silence of the people... they heard a boyish voice... raised to a pitch... adapted to a large circle of hearers... and speaking in the tones of authority. It was the voice of the boy, Jesus! With eager feet, the couple pushed forward, unto the very inner row of the circle. And there - wonder of wonders - they saw their child in the centre of the most celebrated teachers and doctors of the Law in all Israel. With a rapt expression in his eyes... as if He were gazing upon things not of this world... the boy Jesus was standing in a position and attitude of authority... and around him were grouped the greatest minds of the day and land... in respectful attention... while at a further distance stood the great circle of the common people. When one remembers the Jewish racial trait of reverence for age - and the consequent submission of Youth - one will better understand the unusual spectacle that burst upon the gaze of Joseph and Mary. A mere boy - a child - daring to even speak boldly in the presence of the aged teachers was unheard of! And the thought of such-a-one actually presuming to dispute, argue and teach in such an assembly - was like unto a miracle. And such it was! The boy spoke with the air, and in the tones, of a Master. He met the most subtle arguments and objections of the Elders with the power of the keenest intellect and spiritual insight. He brushed aside the sophistries with a contemptuous phrase and brought back the argument to the vital point. The crowd gathered in greater volume - the gray heads and beards grew more and more respectful. It was evident to all that a Master had arisen in Israel in the form of a boy of thirteen. The MASTER was apparent in tone, gesture and thought. The Mystic had found his first audience - and his congregation was composed of the leading thinkers and teachers of the land! The insight of the Magi was verified! Then in a momentary pause in the argument, the stifled cry of a woman was heard - the voice of the Mother. The crowd turned impatient, reproachful glances upon Mary - who had been unable to restrain her emotion. But the boy, looking sadly but affectionately at his lost parents, gave her a reassuring glance - which at the same time bade her remain still, until he had finished his discourse. And the parents obeyed the newly awakened will of their child. The teaching ended, the boy stepped from his position with the air of one of the Elders and rejoined his parents, who passed as rapidly as possible from the wondering crowd. Then his mother reproached him, telling him of their distress and wearisome search. The boy listened calmly and patiently until she had finished. Then he asked, with his newly acquired air of authority, "Why sought ye me?" And when they answered him in the customary manner of parents, the boy took on still a greater air of authority, and in tones that - though kindly - were full of power, he replied, "Knew ye not, that I must be in my Father's House? I must be about the things of my Father." And the parents... feeling themselves in the presence of the Mystery that had ever been about the child... followed Him silently from the Temple grounds. And here closes the New Testament story of the boy, Jesus, at the age of thirteen, which story is not resumed until His appearance at the place of the preaching of John the Baptist, over seventeen years later, when the boy had reached the age of a man of thirty years. Where - and how - did he spend those seventeen years? The New Testament is totally silent on this score. Can anyone who has read the above imagine that Jesus spent these years as a growing youth and young man, working at His father's carpenter bench in the village of Nazareth? Would not the Master, having found his strength and power, have insisted upon developing the same? Could the Divine Genius, once self-recognized, be content to be obscured amid material pursuits? The New Testament is silent, but the Occult Traditions and Mystic Legends tell us the story of the missing seventeen years. And these we shall now give to you. *
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The legends and
traditions of the mystic and occult organizations and brotherhoods
tell us that... after the occurrence of Jesus and the Elders in the
Temple... and his recovery by his parents... the latter were approached
by members of the secret organization to which the Magi belonged... who
pointed out to the parents the injustice of the plan of keeping the
lad at the carpenter's bench... when He had shown evidences of such a
marvelous spiritual development... and such a wonderful intellectual
grasp of weighty subjects.
It is told that... after a long and serious consideration of the matter... the parents finally consented to the plan advanced by the Magi... and allowed them to take the lad with them into their own land and retreats... that He might there receive the instructions for which His soul craved... and for which His mind was fitted. It is true that the New Testament does not corroborate these occult legends - but it is likewise true that it says nothing to the contrary. It is silent regarding this important period of between seventeen and eighteen years. It is to be remembered that, when He appeared upon the scene of John's ministration - the latter did not recognize Him; whereas, had Jesus remained about His home - John, his cousin - would have been acquainted with his features and personal appearance. The occult teachings inform us that the seventeen or eighteen years of Jesus' life, regarding which the Gospels are silent, were filled with travels in far-and-distant lands, where the youth and young man was instructed in the occult lore and wisdom of the different schools. It is taught that He was taken into India... and Egypt... and Persia... and other far regions... living for several years at each important center... and being initiated into the various brotherhoods... orders... and bodies... having their headquarters there. Some of the Egyptians' orders have traditions of a young Master who sojourned among them, and such is likewise the case in Persia and in India. Even among the lamasaries hidden in Thibet and in the Himalayan Mountains are to be found legends and stories, regarding the marvelous young Master who once visited there and absorbed their wisdom and secret knowledge. More than this, there are traditions among the Brahmans, Buddhists and Zoroastrians, telling of a strange young teacher who appeared among them... who taught marvelous truths... and who aroused great opposition... among the priests... of the various religions... of India... and Persia... owing to his preaching against priestcraft... and formalism... and also by his bitter opposition to all forms of caste distinctions and restrictions. And this, too, is in accord with the occult legends... which teach that from about the age of twenty-one until the age of nearly thirty years Jesus pursued a ministry... among the people of India... and Persia... and neighboring countries... returning at last to his native land... where He conducted a ministry extending over the last three years of His life. The occult legends inform us that He aroused great interest among the people of each land visited by Him... and that He also aroused the most bitter opposition among the priests... for He always opposed formalism... and priestcraft... and sought to lead the people back... to the Spirit of the Truth... and away from the ceremonies... and forms... which have always served to dim and becloud the Light of the Spirit. He taught always the Fatherhood of God and the Brotherhood of Man. He sought to bring the great Occult Truths down to the comprehension of the masses of people - who had lost the Spirit of the Truth in their observance of outward forms and pretentious ceremonies. It is related that, in India, He brought down upon His head the wrath of the Brahmin upholders of the caste distinctions - that curse of India. He dwelt in the huts of the Sudras - the lowest of all of the Hindu castes - and was therefore regarded as a pariah by the higher classes. Everywhere He was regarded as a firebrand and a disturber of established social order - by the priests and high-caste people. He was an agitator... a rebel... a religious-renegade... a socialist... a dangerous man... an "undesirable citizen" - to those in authority in those lands. But the seeds of His wisdom were sown right and left... and in the Hindu religions of today... and in the teachings of other Oriental countrie... may be found traces of Truth... the resemblance of which... to the recorded teachings of Jesus... show that they came from the same source... and have sorely disturbed the Christian missionaries that have since visited these lands. And so... slowly and patiently... Jesus wended his way homeward toward Israel, where He was to complete His ministry of three years' work among His own race - and where He was to again raise up against Himself the opposition of the priests and the upper classes - which would finally result in His death. He was a rebel against the established order of things - and He met the fate reserved for those who live ahead of their time. And... as from the first days of His ministry to His last... so it is today... the real teachings of the Man of Sorrows... reach more readily the heart of the plain people... while they are reviled and combatted by those in ecclesiastical and temporal authority... even though these people claim allegiance to Him... and wear His livery. He was ever the friend of the poor and oppressed - and hated by those in authority. And so you see the Occult teachings show Jesus to have been a world-wide teacher, instead of a mere Jewish prophet. The world was his audience and all races His hearers. He planted His seeds of Truth in the bosom of many religions... instead of but one... and these seeds are beginning to bear their best fruit... even now... at this late day... when the truth of the Fatherhood of God and the Brotherhood of Man... is beginning to be felt by all nations alike... and is growing strong enough to break down the old... which have divided brother from brother... and creed from creed. Christianity... true Christianity... is not a mere creed... but a great human and divine Truth... that will rise above all petty distinctions of race and creed... and will at last shine on all men alike... gathering them into one fold of Universal Brotherhood. May the Great Day be hastened!! * * * * * And so we leave
Jesus... wending his way slowly... homeward... toward Judea... the land
of His
father... and the place of His birth. Dropping a word here... planting
a
seed there... onward He pursued His way.
Visiting this mystic brotherhood and resting a while in another occult retreat, He slowly retraced the journey of His youth. But while His outward journey was that of a student traveling forth to complete His education - He returned as a Master and Teacher... bearing and sowing the seeds of a Great Truth... which was to grow... and bring forth great fruit... and which... in time... would spread over all the world... in its primitive purity... notwithstanding its betrayal... and corruption... at the hands of those in whose keeping He left it... when he passed away... from the scene... of His labors. Jesus came as a World Prophet, not as a mere Jewish "holy-man" - and still less as a Hebrew Messiah, destined to sit upon the throne of His father David. And He left His mark upon all of the great peoples of earth by His journey among them. Throughout Persia are found many traditions of Issa - the young Master who appeared in that land centuries ago - and who taught the Fatherhood of God and the Brotherhood of Man. Among the Hindus are found strange traditions of Jesoph or Josa - a young ascetic who passed through the Hind long since... denouncing the established laws of caste... and consorting with the common people... who, as in Israel, "heard him gladly." Even in China are found similar tales of the young religious firebrand, preaching ever the Brotherhood of Man - ever known as the Friend of the Poor. On and on He went, sowing the seeds of human freedom and the casting off of the yoke of ecclesiastical tyranny and formalism - which seeds are springing unto growth, even at this late day. Yea, the Spirit of His real teachings are - even now - bearing fruit in the hearts of men. And though nearly two-thousand years have passed by - the soul of His social teachings still goes marching on... round and round the world. ~ End of Lesson 3 ~
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