Like a Sister
a witness of Elizabeth Clare Prophet and the ascended masters by John Fanuzzi

    Over the years, I built many things for Mother: the altar, the balcony in the court, altar stands, furniture. I remodeled her childhood home in New Jersey and also worked on her house. At one point, Mother asked me to come in a remodel her bedroom, which I did. After the project was done, I was attending a conference in San Antonio and ran into her in the hallway. She completely ignored me and I felt so unappreciated. All these ideas went through my head. We got back to Montana and I attended a wedding. Mother was there and I decided to stay out of her way. As she walked down the main aisle, she turned and walked straight over to me and gave me a big hug. “Thank you for my new bedroom,” she said. I realized I had passed a test of non-attachment.

   I had many fiery initiations and disciplines with Mother over the years. A short time before Mother retired, I said to her, “Mother, I’m not afraid of you anymore. I love you as a sister.” She tenderly looked at me and said, “Why did it take you so long?”