Answer: In my understanding a master is an individual (not someone immersed in the oneness, wholeness, not a borg) , an individual who understand who he really is. A master is fully awake and go to the cycle awake/asleep , life/death with complete awareness , no break in consciousness.
The other night I had a series of dreams that explained that to me. I do not remember the first dream in the series but after it , I woke up and I had a strong sense of failure, I even had a little bit of anxiety to that impression of failure then I fell asleep again.
I had a second dream, It was a successful probable future in that future, I returned to my previous job, analyst-programmer, I was working at some firm, I was happy, I had a great sense of connection to my colleagues, I had that inner joy because I was exploring all sort of creative areas with the computer programming. When I woke up of that dream, I had an urge to ran to a bookstore to buy a few computer programming books and to resume coding, I was excited about it for one minute but then I came to the realization that it was a dream and that I’m in Spain but the dream didn’t take place in Spain.
Then I fell asleep again, I had a third dream, where I made it, I was a master. I perfectly answered to the life questions “Who I’m ? What I’m here for ?”. I had such a deep knowledge of myself that I could shapeshift, I shapeshifted into a young woman and explored and experienced the world around from that vantage point , then into a young boy I looked some flowers with a big smile, I had the knowingness, I understood what is like observing flowers as a woman and as a child. I could teleport myself in any part of the world, I could visit place that men don’t access. This dream was very inspiring I was a master and as I have said before my dreams are usually so realistic that I record them more as a memory of events more than dreams.
Now, this is one kind of master, a master lives his dreams because a master is AWAKE and OBSERVING.
Master Babaji is-was such a person, he is assuming a 10,000 years incarnation on the website dedicated to his teaching , we can read. Babaji’s recent physical manifestation was between 1970 to 1984, when He appeared in a holy cave at the foot of the Kumaon Mount Kailash in a remote village called Haidakhan. Many people, from all over the world, have mystically been drawn to Babaji through extraordinary events, dreams and visions and are receiving His Blessings.
Babaji appeared in 1970, as a youth of 18 or 20 years, in a holy cave at the foot of Kumaon Mount Kailash at Haidakhan, near Haldwani in Uttar Pradesh, India. His divine power was experienced in many ways: in September of 1970 He ascended Mount Kailash and sat on the summit without food or sleep for 45 days; several people saw Him simultaneously in different places; He healed the sick; He brought transformation into many people’s lives.
Saint-Germain is-was also a master and a creative one, he could perform genuine alchemy, he could take sands and turn that into gold , He learned to manipulate molecular structure. It has been said that Saint-Germain could talk all Europeans languages, some people said that he could talk all languages in the world. French literary giant Francois-Marie Arouet, better known as Voltaire, once stated that Saint-Germain “is a man who knows everything.”
When Giacomo Casanova met Saint-Germain in a castle in France with the French nobles of the time, Casanova was very jealous because the women were much more interesting in Saint-Germain and his secret of immortality and eternal youth than by Casanova and his perfect seduction. Casanova even wrote about it in his biography.
You see you can be a great looking guy with a long dong but it is no match against mastery. Hahahaha.
So you see it is a lot more fun to be a master than waiting helplessly than a ETs spaceship land into your backyard.
Robert Monroe wrote about his encounter with a master in his book, Ultimate Journey
, here, it is how it went:
I followed the dwindling curl of light through the darkness, for I don’t know how long. Suddenly I was in a room, a normal sort of room, sparsely furnished with a few chairs and easy chairs and a table. Two large windows allowed in rays of sunlight; outside there appeared to be a stand of tall trees. It could be anywhere on Earth.
At a desk on one side of the room sat a person, I couldn’t tell whether it was male or female; the face and body structure could be either. The face was almost unlined, the hair light brown and down just around the ears; the age somewhere between thirty and fifty, as far as I could tell. The clothing was simple, a white shirt and dark slacks.
But it was the radiation that stunned me. It was like standing in bright spring sunlight that was filled with every human emotions that ever existed. It was almost overwhelming and yet familiar. It was equally balanced. One moment it was male, then I was sure it was female. A true equal – a he/She. HeShe !
The radiation closed off. HeShe – there had to be a name – looked up. The eyes were bottomless; I could detect no expression or emission. The control was perfect , yet I could not understand the reason for the restraint.
The lips didn’t move, but I heard. I was excepting this now. There was a warm chuckle in what I understood.
“HeShe ? I’ve never had that name before.”
“I mean no disrespect. I didn’t know what to call you”
“One name is as good as another. Now, do you really believe I can be of help to you?”
“I always hoped that you could”
“In what way?”
“To answer a few questions …”
“what good would my answers be to you ?”
“I… I don’t know …”
“You insist others obtain their own answers. Why would you be different ?”
This struck home. It was as if my bluff had been called.
“You are right. What I’m really interested in is you, not answers to my questions.”
“I’m only one of your statistics. One of the one-in-a-million types. Your friend has done well locating me.”
“I perceive you as occidental, yet no one on Earth really believes you exist. But … we have met before …just once… haven’t we ?”
“You see ? You are answering your own questions.”
“Yet… you have lived only one physical lifetime. You have not been recycled, like the rest of us. But …how I do know these things ?”
“You are reading my mind”
“Only part of it, and with your permission, I’m sure. One continuous lifetime, for eighteens hundred years! How do you stay ….young?”
“I keep changing jobs. That keeps anyone young. Is that a good answer?”
“A great one”
Robert Monroe and the master continued talking together some more about his activity as a faciliator but now you get the point about being a master !