I have been blessed to know Mother all my
life. As the friend of my own mother, she was present at my birth
and held me in her arms. As the mother of my friends, she was
privy to the various minor skirmishes and joys which make up childhood.
As a Messenger, she chastised me and helped me to understand the
karmic lessons I was being taught. As a wise counselor and friend,
she gently advised me and imparted wise words from her own experience
and knowledge of life.
Even though I have known Mother all these
years in various capacities, it has only been later in life, after
experiencing life's difficult choices and the many day-to-day
decisions which form our character that I feel I can truly appreciate
the amazing woman that is Elizabeth Clare Prophet. It is so easy
when in the presence of a very gifted individual to idolize them,
to see them as omnipotent.
I remember as a child being accused of something
I did not do and being taken in to see Mother, in her role as
Head of Montessori International School, to be disciplined. I
was so sure that she would just know the truth, know that I had
not done this thing, that I remained silent. For years I carried
this memory inside me with a mixture of bafflement and, in all
honesty, a sense of injustice. However, seen with eyes unclouded
by expectations of omnipotence, I realized my foolishness and
her humanness. Only then did I begin to understand the miracle
Indeed, I think that it is only when one
begins to accept her humanness, the sweet fallible humanness we
all share, that one begins to be awestruck by the strength of
purpose and the immense love for God which brought Mother, and
indeed the community, through the past thirty years. I think that
we who have benefited from the teachings and from our experience
of being in a religious community should be profoundly grateful
for that love and strength of purpose.
What Mother's story illustrates to me is
that it is not through being perfect, or performing dogmatic rituals,
or gaining intellectual wisdom that one comes close to God. Rather,
it is through profound love, profound struggle and pain, profound
joy and profound faith and vision that one attains reunion.
The human will always remains humanit
is only the ability to reach for the Divine, to aim for the star
of Christhood, to try to embody the spiritual, to never give up
that desire to return Home above all else which brings transcendence.
It is this quality of being and character which stands out above
the rest. It gives me hope. I know that this is what she would
want. Thank you, Mother.