Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.
It was in October of 1982 that McMurtry made me a Bishop of the Gnostic Catholic Church. It was Grady’s birthday, and there was a party in his honour at an apartment in New York City. For some reason, Grady took an interest in me, and we spoke at some length.
Grady prayed for rain, passed the pipe, and began talking about Gnosis. First he explained that his prayer for rain was really a prayer for wisdom or gnosis, and that the Native American rain dance had the same symbolism and intent. He went on to ask the eternally unanswered question, “Why does the Gnosis always get busted?”
As he elaborated on this question, it became clear that he had a particular concern in mind that I had never considered. The idea was that adapting to the rules and restrictions of the “authorities” was actually more dangerous to the Gnosis than being busted. Indeed, that a continued policy of appeasement or adaptation could inevitably lead to only one thing, the dying of the light of the Gnosis.
He went on to speak of other things which I no longer recall. But later that evening we encountered each other again. He took me aside and we found ourselves facing each other. He then did something completely unexpected. He placed his hands on my head, and consecrated me a Bishop of the Gnostic Catholic Church, giving me the name Tau Aleph.
He told me that he had made me a provisional, or as he prefered to put it, “stealth” Bishop. I asked how I would know that I had attained to the title. His reply was I should keep my status secret until it sprang forth spontaneously, and clarified this by saying that if I made a conscious decision that it was time, then it was not. Then Grady looked me straight in the eyes and said something to this effect: “Remember, when the gnosis is gone, then you go on.” I said, “Grady, I don’t understand.” He replied, “Don’t worry, you will.”
Then the moment had passed, and we returned to the party. I barely remember anything else about the party, I was so overwhelmed with what had occurred. I returned to Boston, where I was living at the time. I redoubled my efforts at magical work, and for twenty years told no one of what had occurred.
Many years later, after Grady had passed, I met Frater ION. He trained me in many things, filling me with knowledge well beyond what I had received elsewhere in the Order. When I asked why he was doing it, he said that Grady had asked him to look to my education. I never told Frater ION what had happened, or even asked him directly if he knew, but based on the information he imparted to me, Grady had told him of my “stealth” status.
Since then, I have sporadically attended E.G.C. Gnostic Masses, sometimes regularly, at other times infrequently. In June of 2000, I attended a Mass at what has become known as one of the most vital and growing Lodges in the U.S. Though I recall previous Masses at this Lodge as being full of energy and magick, recently they had become more subdued. At this particular Mass, I had a distinct feeling that it was all form, that function had been sacrificed for precision. A couple of the other attendees made comments to me indicating that they felt something similar, that perhaps something was not quite right.
I awoke in the middle of the night that night with the memory of that nearly twenty year old conversation with Grady clear in my mind. I knew that the time that he had referred to had come, and that he had meant that I was to go on to start a new Church. The first few people I asked to assist me were not only open to the idea, they were enthusiastic.
The founding Bishops met on the Fourth of July, determined to proceed, and began to formulate the rites, rituals, philosophy and policies of the Church. Thus ends my part in the pre-history of the inception of Ecclesia Gnostica Universalis.
Love is the law, love under will.