|  |     	The "Summit Lighthouse" and "Summit University" are lead by
    Elizabeth Claire Prophet.    She has written many books which claim
    to be channneled information from members of "The Great White
    Brotherhood", of which Saint Germain is said to be a member.
    She was (is?) married to Mark Prophet, who (if I remember right)
    died in the '50s or '60s, and has now become a spirit guide, helping
    her write these books.
    	Her more recent books seem to be much better written than her
    earlier works.   Also Ms Prophet (called "Guru Ma" by her followers)
    appears to be keeping her youthful good looks for a lot longer than
    the average woman.   (but then so has Joan Collins...)    I do object
    to the Summit Lighthouse Press' habit of publishing some of her
    books under the name of the channeled entity, without clearly
    indicating on the cover that this is channeled material, since this
    appears deceptive.
	The Summit lighthouse has centers in Pasadena, Calif, and
    a school (university?) in Montana, as well as a center near the
    Broadmoor hotel in Colorado Springs.  (there may be others.)
    	The teachings have a LOT in common with the theosophical tradition
    started by Ms Blavatsky.   In particular "Koot-Hoomi" and "El Morya",
    who sent messages to Ms Blavatsky, are cited as "authors" of books
    channeled by Ms Prophet.   She has also claimed to channel Mary,
    the mother of Jesus.
	In my opinion, the channeled writing is not as high quality
    her own words.   The introductions to her books (written in her
    own name) I find more interesting than the main body of the books
    which are channeled material.
	Some "Christians" have labled her organization as a "cult",
    which it may well be.   Some of my friends have attended services
    at the Colorado Springs center, and tell me that they do a lot of
    chanting.   Some of the stuff they are said to chant are along the
    lines of "All hail Saint Germain", over and over.   A former girlfriend
    has told me her mother was "hypnotized" by this group to give away
    all the family resources, and testified that the beliefs and practices
    had practically destroyed her family.
    	I have not been personally involved, and have met only people
    who are periphally involved, so I will reserve my judgement on this.
    I have seen both apparent evil and apparent good in the writings
    and effects on people.   I have read all of 2 of her books, and
    part of four others.   I really enjoyed some of the reading, and
    found other portions relatively useless.
	Similar to Eckankar (sp?), she teaches that people can
    "immortalize" their bodies, can contact "ascended masters", of
    which Jesus Christ is said to be one, and that the members of
    this brotherhood are the true rulers of the universe.
	I hear she has a castle in Pasadena, that she calls "Camelot",
    and that she holds court there, and often wears a crown.   I think
    I would enjoy meeting her, a truely interesting and unique person,
    and probably would not enjoy being a member of her organization.
    
	Alan.
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|  |     I was scanning for notes about Saint-Germain, and discovered that
    one which I had spent quite a bit of time typing up hadn't gotten
    posted.  Here it is.
			    Topher
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    As it happens I just read about Saint-Germain a few weeks ago.  It was
    in the informative and enjoyable _The Encyclopedia of the Strange_ by
    Daniel Cohen, published in paperback by Avon Books.
    Daniel Cohen is known in parapsychology as a "friendly skeptic".  What
    this boils down to is that he is more than willing to admit when there
    is a mystery or an anomaly -- he does not try to explain things away --
    but, however poorly the facts seem to fit the conventional theories, he
    takes a "wait-see" attitude.  In other words, he *really* is a skeptic,
    unlike many who claim that label.
    What this boils down to, is that his scholarship is to be trusted as
    much as anyone.  He has no particular ax to grind either way.
    Here is what he had to say [copied without permission].
			Topher
    *Saint-Germain*  The Comte de Saint-Germain never claimed that he
    possessed the Elixir of Life or that he had already lived several
    hundred years, but if others chose to believe such stories, he did not
    contradict them.
    No one knows for certain who Saint-Germain was, though we can be fairly
    certain that his name was not Saint-Germain and that he was not a
    count.  The best guess is that he was a Portuguese Jew and that he was
    born around the year 1710.
    Nothing at all is known of his early life.  Around the year 1740, he
    seems to have been arrested in London as a spy.  Somewhat later he
    turned up in Germany selling his Elixir of Life.  In around 1748, a
    French aristocrat visiting Germany met him, was intrigued, and induced
    him to settle in Paris.
    Saint-Germain was a man of great charm and persuasiveness.  He became a
    popular figure at the gatherings of the rich and well-born.  Quite soon,
    the most incredible stories about him began to make the rounds of
    Parisian society.  At one dinner party, so it was said, Saint-Germain
    was speaking with easy familiarity of King Richard the Lionhearted and
    of some of the conversations they had had while in Palestine together
    during the Crusades.  When some of the other guests were openly
    skeptical, Saint-Germain turned to his valet, who was standing behind
    his chair, and asked him to confirm the truth of the story.
    "I really cannot say, sir," the servant replied.  "You forget, sir, I
    have only been five hundred years in your service!"
    "Ah! True," said Saint-Germain.  "I remember now -- it was a little
    before your time."
    On one occasion, the king's mistress, Madame de Pompadour, complained,
    "But you do not tell us your age, and yet you pretend you are very old.
    The Countess de Gergy, who was, I believe, ambassadress at Vienna some
    fifty years ago, says she saw you there exactly the same as you now
    appear."
    "It is true, Madame," replied Saint-Germain.  "I knew Madame de Gergy
    many years ago."
    "But according to her account, you must be more than a hundred years
    old."
    "That is not impossible, but it is much more possible that the good
    lady is in her dotage."
    When Pompadour pressed Saint-Germain to give the king some of his
    celebrated elixir, he replied, "Oh, Madame, the physicians would have
    me broken on the wheel, were I to think of drugging his majesty."
    Saint-Germain treated his reputation for great wealth the same way he
    treated his reputation for great age -- he made no specific claims, but
    if people chose to believe that he possessed the alchemical secret of
    transmuting gold, or of making precious stones out of ordinary ones, he
    would not deny it.
    Once he showed Pompadour and her ladies a great quantity of sparkling
    stones.  Pompadour's practiced eye was quick to observe that almost all
    of the flashy stones were fakes.  But amid this collection of paste
    jewels he displayed a superb genuine ruby.  He also produced a small
    jeweled cross of good workmanship but moderate value.  When one of
    Pompadour's ladies expressed admiration for the little cross,
    Saint-Germain presented it to her, professing to disdain all wealth.
    So it seems that by clever mixture of real and false jewels, Saint-
    Germain managed to sustain his reputation for limitless wealth.  How he
    really did make his money is something of a mystery.  He may have made
    some by selling his Elixir of Life.  Some may have come from his
    activities as a spy.  Mostly, though, it appears he lived off the
    generosity of his many wealthy friends.
    Around the year 1670, Saint-Germain left Paris, for political reasons
    some said.  From that time onward, stories of his comings and goings
    are vague and unreliable.  It was rumored that he was in London,
    St. Petersburg, and in Germany.  He seems to have spent his final days
    at the court of his friend the Prince of Hesse-Cassel, dying there in
    the year 1782.
    What was the Comte de Saint-Germain?  Many believe he was nothing more
    than an extremely charming and clever fraud.  Even occultists who
    revere his memory admit that there was much of the actor about him.
    Yet his life was so shrouded in mystery that there is still room for
    doubt.  His true identity remains unknown.  The date and place of his
    birth are completely unknown, and the date of his death is uncertain.
    There are those who claimed, and still claim, that Saint-Germain never
    died.  From time to time during the past two centuries, people have
    turned up saying that they have met Saint-Germain or that they actually
    were Saint-Germain.  Most commonly, it is claimed that Saint-Germain
    has entered that vague world of semidivine and immortal masters of
    adepts.
    Saint-Germain is reputed to have founded a secret society called the
    Temple of the Mystery.  (His less successful and younger contemporary,
    the Count of Cagliostro, claimed to have been initiated into this
    society.)  After the long and difficult initiation period was
    completed, Saint-Germain passed on to his new followers the "great
    secret."  The "secret" was that Saint-Germain and his Elixir of Life
    were fakes.
    _Lives of the Alchemical Philosophers_ [no citation is given, the title
    is familiar though. Steve, do you know it?] states, "Several essential
    precepts were enjoined upon them, among others that they must detest,
    avoid and calumniate men of understanding but flatter, foster and blind
    fools; that they must spread abroad with much mystery and intelligence
    that the Comte de Saint-Germain was five hundred years old, and that
    they must make gold, but dupes before all."
    It is highly doubtful that the very careful Saint-Germain, whatever his
    private thoughts, would ever have been so candid.  But it makes a nice
    story.
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