It all began with mere curiosity on that significant night. An acquaintance brought me a mysterious brochure and both of us ended up calling the Light-worker, an initiate of Light- erian, who gave me an initiation ritual for St. Germain. On the same evening, October 15, 2001, at approximately 11:30pm, St. Germain advanced himself with a form of transfiguration at first, then his expression increasingly transformed into more than its essence. Until that day, I didn't know this mysterious being called Le Comte de St. Germain, who existed in the eighteenth century and is now known as an ascended master, Pur ple Light. He suddenly rushed into my life, established himself as my guide and has remained in close range ever since that initiation ritual.
Our dialogue became richer as we continued and increased from several times a day to countless discussions; I began to realize the purpose of my mission, which is to bring his knowledge and his secret Alchemical remedy to humanity. All of our dialogues were recorded by me and are compiled into this book.
Obviously, I wondered, "Why me?" Why would this mysterious being called "Purple Light," from the higher plane, choose me to do his work? It was almost as though St. Germain was waiting for me to contact him since the entire events seem to have been perfectly arranged by the invincible vigour that forced me to be in the zone of unknown. St. Germain said to me, "This is nothing new to us; it is only a new cycle of similar events that have been taking place in past' incarnations."
However, this guideship was not exactly new to me since I have an ability to channel and communicate with the spirits. Before the official initiation with St. Germain, I was with Hindu Goddess, Saraswati, and I worshipped her for nearly 10 years. I remember I was often intoxicated with a magnitude of inescapable, captivating energy of superlative femininity as though surrounded by fragrances of melange (a gentle rose, gardenia and lily of the valley). For about one year, they were both in my domain although I consciously sensed that they were not in the outer electro-magnetic field but inside of it. These dual energies occupied my space with beatific love and care. What is more surprising is that Goddess Saraswati tolerated St. Germain's vigour harmoniously, sharing her sector lovingly and interactively.
All these mysterious events grew familiar and I became a part of this whole event; it has now become an inseparable existence. Sometimes St. Germain stands in front of me; sometimes he enters into my electro magnetic field, or sometimes completely in an over-wrapping way, almost as though I contain him within my body, he contains me within his essence. There is an obvious difference when having another self (a mythic woman in my subconscious) within or being invaded by the entity. These experience of the invastion of the higher essences are simply beatific; furthermore St. Germain's voice is fine quality which is neither baritone nor tenor but somewhat inbetween, with no discernible accent. However, I could detect that his voice had previously been associated with the French language. Indeed, his French is beautiful. When I asked questions in Japanese, he answered me in good Japanese, but his Japanese had some notable intonations with it. I felt as though I was protected, making my mission as smooth as possible.
Several months later, St. Germain gradually convinced me to take further steps; he said, "The guide must be changed," although he didn't say to whom, but at that point, I thought I would never give up my Saraswati and absorved in wondrous days and months not knowing what to do and what to expect next, the time quickly slipped by. Finally, St. Germain said to me that I must choose him to be my guide. Despite of presuming what might have come, I was overwhelmed by his statement and took me a while to acknowledge its importance. Shortly after I accepted my new adventure. I said to myself, it looks like I have work to do! St. Germain installed himself within me as an official guide and shortly afterwards our work began. It reminds me of the proverb, "You cannot serve two masters.
The entire, unique incident with St. Germain's "existence" caused me to slough off my old view of the world and left me with no choice but to seek a new vision of a new world with vigorous anticipation.