About This Book:

Publishers Note

These special Lectures were only given by Dr. Murdo MacDonald-Bayne to a selected group of his students, between 9th September and 9th December 1948, in the Auditorium, Escom House, Johannesberg, South Africa.

The numbering of the actual Lecture Notes is as follows: Lecture Notes 6-10 starting with “I am the Resurrection and the Life” are Lectures 1 to 5 in this book. The second series of Lecture Notes 1-10 starting with “The Spirit of the Father Who raised Me….” became Lecture’s 6 to 14 respectively.

The original Lecture Notes as inspirationally written by Murdo and given out before the night, were very basic in content but on the night, in most cases, greatly expanded on by the Ascended Master over-shadowing Murdo.


IT would be impossible for me to explain how these talks were given, for I would only be giving my opinion which might be incorrect, but I can tell you of the feelings I had.

For several months prior to the giving of these talks I would awaken from my sleep at night hearing a voice apparently speaking
in me. I thought I was dreaming yet it was not a dream, it was a real voice, whether it was my own or another I cannot say. The peculiar thing was that I could hear this voice and reason what it said at the same time.

After many of these experiences the voice said that special talks would be given when the proper time arrived. The time did arrive and the voice spoke instruct­ing that the talks would begin on a certain night when those attending were all chosen. Thereafter no one must be allowed in during the series of talks, also that these talks must be taken down in shorthand and must also be recorded on a wire recorder so that nothing would be lost.

When the night for those talks duly arrived I took my place in the auditorium, I was quite concerned about what was going to happen, when I felt as if 1,000 volts of elec­tricity were passing through me. I did not lose conscious­ness although I became aware of a magnificent power, a consciousness far above my own. Yet we seemed to be linked together in some mysterious way, which
I cannot explain because I do not know.

Then I could hear my voice yet it was different, speaking with great, authority, an authority of one who absolutely knew. I listened very attentively to what was said and could understand with a clarity that I never had before. The language was perfect without a flaw, without a hesita­tion, for a whole hour this went on, I was amazed because I knew that no human brain could duplicate such a feat, yet this feat was repeated each week for fourteen weeks.

Only when I heard the talks on the wire recorder did I know that something strangely beautiful had taken place. I wondered and I am still wondering about the wonder of it all. You can read for yourselves what was said and if it gives you the comfort and satisfaction that it gave me and also those who had the privilege
of hearing these spoken words, then they have not been spoken in vain.

Not one word has been added nor has one word been taken away.

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A few of the many experiences of the students who were present have been recorded in the next few pages.

M. Macdondald-Bayne .



Description given by Miss I. Bagot-Smith

A Transfiguration Experience Never to be Forgotten

IN the spring of 1948 a series of talks was given in Johannesburg to those who were chosen to hear them, this was a unique and unforgettable experience. No one who heard them could ever be the same again. They were hours of the highest spiritual growth and under­standing. It was as though a veil were torn from our eyes and we could see clearly. The veritable presence of the Master became so strong a reality to us that it has never faded but grown in intensity and vividness. And always, since that time, when we lift our minds to spiritual things, suddenly we know the Master is beside us, the Power of the Father is within and all is well.

It was not the actual words that made these lectures so amazing; it was the way they were delivered. The words themselves will ring in our memories forever, but the greatest Truth was shown to us without words, and no description could ever convey the tremendous force of the Presence of the Master, and, through him, the Love of the Father—a distinct evidence more real than anything physical around us.

As the lecturer entered, he was the kindly, smiling man we all knew so well. After a pause of silence, he seemed to breathe himself out of his body in a sudden gasp, leaving it swaying and without control. Then suddenly an amaz­ing change took place: a short, sharp intake of breath and the very Master was present, in the same body, but utterly different. We knew perfectly well that the lecturer was still the man we had all known and respected for years, but at the same time he was someone com­pletely different. The change was so startling that our benumbed senses could scarcely credit it. But at the same time it was true, and we knew it was true. The man before us now appeared unusually tall, much taller than the lecturer himself. Words cannot tell the strength of this astounding truth—but it was so. We were forced to believe it beyond the evidence of our ordinary senses.

Here now before us was a man, commanding of aspect, austere and of great authority, with brilliant eyes and an assurance of power. Straight and tall he stood before us and with deep solemnity he pronounced his regular greet­ing:­—

My peace I bring to you.”

As the speaker progressed and we became more under­standing, the greeting changed to “My peace and my love I bring to you,” “My peace and my blessings I bring to you.”

The blessing was given with the two first fingers of the right hand raised in the manner of a king, and low our hearts bowed before its majesty.

A quietness spread through the hall: a vibrating power like a stream of warmth passed through our bodies, burn­ing wherever any part was imperfect and healing as it flowed.

As one talk followed the other, we could feel our own
vibrations raised and our understanding clarified and lifted to a plane far beyond our everyday life. In dawning comprehension we listened to truths greater than any we had ever heard, and yet—to our wondering astonishment—we realised they were the same statements we had heard and read since infancy. But only now did we understand their meaning. Suddenly the lightning truth flashed into our minds and at last we knew the power of what the Master had first said so many years ago. And then his truths became, for us, Reality, part of our very being, to be held precious in a golden silence from now on into Eternity.

Each word fell deliberately, with never a moment of hesitation, almost like drops of water or jewels falling one after another into the pool of silence deep around us. Each sentence was of perfect construction, spoken effort­lessly and with no pause for thought.

Gradually we came to know quite simply and without wonder that we were not the only people present. Among us were those whom we loved, who had passed on ahead, while beyond them, in ever-widening circles, ranged thousands of higher entities.

The Master would address us all together and then, in regard to the deeper things of life, we would be given just what each could grasp. We in earthly bodies were addressed as “You of mortal sense,” while the Master would raise his eyes and speak directly to those who had lately passed on as to minds who had gained in breadth of perception, who now knew the joy of a plane more spiritual and lovely and infinitely free. And then in awe we listened while the Master spoke to those who had more nearly approached his highest perfection. High above us we felt them, and far behind us, row upon row; but no one moved or turned a head as our eyes were held by the Master. Our bodies had long since faded from our senses—they were simply in abeyance, glued into immobility, as it were, and it would take a definite effort to move them in any way.

The Master would bless us each in turn, first us “of mortal sense” and then the Spirits advanced so high above us, and his voice would warm to their greater perception. In us he perceived a rooted sense of separation, in them a unity that was a relief and a joy to him. How small we felt—how utterly unworthy!—tiny, lowly people, almost infants, reaching up uncomprehending hands to what was still a mystery. But gradually we grew in the stature of our own minds and our own self-respect. In daily life we found ourselves leading where before we had stepped diffidently back—our voice came with unexpected assur­ance and authority. We too seemed to grow taller and to tread more lightly as if the spirit—self were growing stronger than the physical self.

Some of us saw glorious colours behind the lecturer: waves of purple and gold so glowing that it almost hurt the eyes. To some a slantwise cross was visible, to some a thick shaft of brilliant white light pouring into the top of his head, while many saw the long red-gold hair and beard, while heavenly music and bells were heard in the background as he spoke. It became increasingly clear to us that the Master had come to give us his age-old message: “I come to show you the Father.”

How often we had heard it before, but with blinded senses. Now we began to understand.

We learnt of the Master Jesus, himself a man as we were, highly sensitive, developed, perceiving, aware, as we were not, of the wonder of the Christ within, the Son of the Living God. He and the Christ and his Father were one Being. Of himself he could do nothing; but, identified with the Christ, one with the Father, he could do all things and have dominion over all things.

As the talks commenced, his voice was always grave and austere, as from a distance, sure and firm as a great leader speaking to followers searching for knowledge. But, as he talked, his voice warmed to us, his eyes shone with lovingness, his delight in our response and in the understanding of his Spirit.

The listeners grew more and more. And now and then, in speaking of the Father; he would be overcome with his own emotion of the love so aroused. His voice would fade away and, entirely forgetful of us, suddenly he would so lose himself in the Love of the Father that it was as though an actual Being were between us. He spoke to one much nearer than we were: to someone so close as to be “ nearer than breathing.” He would stand wrapped in the glory of the Godhead. He would murmur directly to his Father. Sometimes we heard the words, “Father, I love Thee, I love Thee, and I love those that Thou hast given me—Thy children. I thank Thee for them.” In the pause his face was lit with a love of ineffable tenderness; a light of pure ecstasy transfigured his features, almost blinding in its intensity; our eyes could not bear the brilliance that shone from his face. It was as though he had entered into some holy Temple of Love such as we could not com­prehend. In awe we gazed—the Presence of the Father so strong, so tangible, so vivid, as to be far more real than the people around us. They faded; he was there strong, powerful, in glory beyond glory.

And we too began to know the Father—an actively loving Being: no mere passive Godhead but a Father, powerful in guidance, in achieving all the Son could wish, a loving Father with arms around him, sheltering him in an ecstasy of peace.

A love shone through his presence, embracing all of us, impartially, universally, forcing us to realise the Truth as a Truth real beyond anything that could be touched or seen—the Truth of the Presence of God—a loving, active, positive, dynamic Father, a silent partner, at our shoulder always, a God who traveled home with us, came in at the gate with us, protecting us, so that for evermore no fear would enter into our homes or lives. The Love of the Father became an unmistakable reality. No words of the Master gave us that realisation; it was his own intense, burning, joyful love of the Father, that forced this know­ledge upon us. And, because of this belonging to the Father, the Son was filled with a peace and a glory of happiness that was eternal and infinite.

And as he ascended again to his Father, he called us his disciples and he left with us his assurance:

My peace and my love, my blessings, I leave with you to remain with you.”

At the time we felt that that was the end, and we longed for the wonder of the talks over again. But twice more he came, with a space of several months between.

At these times he spoke differently, bidding us search our hearts to see how much we had progressed along the path of Love that he had shown us. He asked us: “Is your faith so great that now you too could walk upon the water?” And again, “Does your love for the Father order all your thoughts and deeds?” “Do you live in love to the exclusion of all else?”

How deeply shamed we felt at the little we had done, and how unworthy we knew ourselves to be of the honour of his coming.

* * * * *

The speaker continues to lecture week by week and often the Master, quite visibly, takes over his body for an amazing moment, just at the end to give us his solemn blessing. The transfiguration is complete, with gown, face, beard and hair showing through the brilliant light around him,

My love and my peace remain with you.”

So that, in daily life, we know that the Master is beside us, and reverently we tread the earth, we whom he called his disciples, with the sure knowledge, in our hearts, of the undying Christ, alive and present in the world today.

Mrs. Patterson says:

Words are inadequate to express what I saw and felt when our Master spoke to us through the Doctor. For a few seconds I was aware of a silence, unlike anything I had ever experienced; it seemed that I was suddenly transported into another world. Then I saw the whole outline of the Doctor’s body change; his face took on quite a different expression and beams of light radiated from him. The face of the Master showed up clearly.

The auditorium was charged with Power and Light.

At the time I did not realise it, but a great change took place within myself. I was left with a deep feeling of security in a Living Christ, which is everything to me.”

Mrs. Gilbert, a medium who travelled the world, states:

I have been a medium for over thirty years, but I have never witnessed anything like I saw with the trans­figuration of the Master. The Light that shone from him was so great that I had to close my eyes. I have never heard music so clearly before. The Auditorium was filled with those who had gone on before us. What joy it was to listen to the voice that was clear, distinct, without a flaw or an error, for over an hour. No human being could be capable of such oratory.”

Misses S. A. and E. A. Arnott say:

The greatest thing in our lives has happened that the Master showed himself. His face clearly shone forth, bright blue eyes, with reddish auburn beard and hair down to his shoulders. The light that shone from him was more than our eyes could stand. Then we got accustomed to the brilliant light and could watch every movement. It was a thrilling experience we will never forget. His words were perfectly formed and not a pause or a mistake did He make for over an hour. It was this that amazed us most. The form of the Doctor grew a few inches as the Master overshadowed him. This was the first experience we ever had in transfiguration, although we had heard much about it.”

Mr. A. Thomas states:

I am a most practical and critical person, being an engineer.
I was always doubtful about what others saw and heard, and although I have read much on the subject of mediumship I was not convinced. But when I saw with my own eyes a light so bright that I had to close them, for it was some time before I could accustom my sight to the brilliance, then to see the face that is so familiar in many pictures of the Master, I was convinced that it was true. The Master’s voice and speech were more than perfect. It is doubtful if any human being could perform such oratory.

Although the Doctor is a good speaker I know he could not perform such a feat. My wife and her mother attended these talks and they also saw and heard the same as I did.”

All present have testified in one way or another to the wonderful experiences they had during, these talks by the Master.

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“ In the spring of 1948 a series of talks was given in Johannesburg to those who were chosen to hear them, this was a unique and unforgettable experience. No one who heard them could ever be the same again. They were hours of the highest spiritual growth and under­standing. It was as though a veil were torn from our eyes and we could see clearly. The veritable presence of the Master became so strong a reality to us that it has never faded but grown in intensity and vividness. And always, since that time, when we lift our minds to spiritual things, suddenly we know the Master is beside us, the Power of the Father is within and all is well.”

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