NEVER GIVE UP Uncategorized Don’t Waste Time! 7 Facts Until You Reach Your A Course In Miracles

Don’t Waste Time! 7 Facts Until You Reach Your A Course In Miracles

Looking back now, my path to “A Course in Miracles” probably all started in 1969 when I accepted Jesus my personal Lord and Savior, consuming the Campus Crusade for Christ. However, after joining a Christian brotherhood of aspiring monks, where I was daily quizzed on what many Bible verses I had memorized and may recite verbatim, I was totally confused by it all. Their version of reality just didn’t sit well with me. I felt like a parrot of Bible verses, that I didn’t even commence to understand, or the town crier that nobody wished to hear. Jesus would show me more, much more.

As divine synchronicity would have it, I ingested a hallucinogen that led to a near death go through the day after Christmas, 1970. When I was in the black void, with only the consciousness that “I Am”, George Harrison’s song My Sweet Lord began playing. That was my voice singing to God, not George’s! Soon a brilliant white light began taken from the darkness, as my soul sang “I really want to see you Lord”. Then somebody began to emerge from the light. This Holy One oscillated between masculine and feminine.

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As I’d been praying to Jesus, I thought it might be him, but with out a beard. I began crying from the depths of my soul, as the Holy One communicated telepathically into my heart. I knew this Being to be only pure love. Then it had been over. I was shot back into my body, hearing what to a new song telling me “it has been a long time coming, it will likely be quite a long time gone.” How true that has been.

A year later, I saw the cover of Autobiography of a Yogi. It was Paramahansa Yogananda who had arrived at me! Next came meeting Baba Ram Dass, who confirmed that I wasn’t crazy and stated that Yogananda had seemed to many young spiritual seekers on drugs. He also autographed my copy of Be Here Now. My next decade was spent as an aspiring yogi and practicing Yogananda’s Self-Realization Fellowship lessons and exercises, chanting, meditating and receiving initiation into Kriya yoga. Yogananda’s path and linage of gurus brought the essential clarity for me to understand Jesus and Christianity better. Yogananda also showed me the fundamental truth behind the oneness of most religions.

And he brought me to Babaji, the Mahavatar who sent him to America back the 1920s. Ever since I heard the name Babaji, I knew I knew Him. He and Jesus work together, behind the scenes, in the cosmic scheme of things. And Babaji was to function as next step in my own ongoing spiritual evolution. However, I did so not know at this time he had supposedly manifested a body again and was surviving in the tiny village of Haidakhan, in northern India. That could come later, combined with the mystery and myth of the current manifestation.

After hearing Bhagavan Das sing, I bought a dotara and began chanting mantras to God daily. This simple, ancient two- stringed instrument is easy to play and lets one follow the drone sound into silence. At this time, I purchased my own place in the woods and met a guy who’d lived with Babaji. He conducted a Vedic fire ceremony that Babaji had taught him to initiate my new abode. I questioned and grilled him repeatedly, asking if this new Babaji was exactly the same entity Yogananda had written about. Yes, one and the same but peoples egos still question His true identity. Babaji’s new Kriya yoga was the road of truth, simplicity and love while performing karma yoga- work – and keeping one’s mind on God, through repetition of the ancient mantra Om Namaha Shivaya.

Babaji stated that this mantra alone was stronger than a thousand atomic bombs and His 1-800 number. I began at this time seriously doing japa, or the repetition of the mantra on 108 rudraksha beads, to obtain this vibration into my sub consciousness. I also learned many methods to chant it on my dotara. With all of this going on, I bought “A Course in Miracles” and began the daily lessons immediately. I tried to make sense of the Text but got nowhere; each sentence bogged me down and needed to be re-read over way too many times to assimilate. I was just too young, I told myself. I was thirty-three. I’d cope with this Text later, someday, maybe.

Then following a year of being married, the house burns down- a real karmic fire ceremony. In the ashes, untouched by the fire, was an image of Babaji and His cymbals from Haidakhan. Talk about miracles! Next, was the unexpected news that people have a child coming, after losing everything? My marriage started to dissolve quickly after I fell twenty feet off a roof, breaking my own body in twelve places. Surviving death, I was put back to college for two years to be retrained, while my ex-wife and son left for the Southwest. This is when most of my abandonment issues led to extreme drinking alone. After graduation, I left for India to see Babaji’s ashram, as He had already left His physical body again, also to pray for help with my life in probably the most spiritual country on the planet.

I attended the 1995 Kumbha Mela festival with ten million others and lo and behold, who should appear? It had been Babaji, asking me easily was having fun. Yes, but I couldn’t speak to answer Him! HE THEN disappeared back into the crowd, leaving me impressed. Returning state side, I ended up following my ex- wife and son to the Southwest, where my next step was peyote meetings with the Native Americans for quite some time ahead. Everything I’d read and studied in the Course was evident on the medicine inside that tipi. God Is.

I learned more in one night than I had in years of studying metaphysical books. un curso de milagros en espanol But I didn’t practice all I’d learned and I let my depressed ego, alcohol and abandonment issues take me closer to death’s very door. However, as fate, karma and prayers could have it, I finished up in prison for just two 2.5 years on an aggravated DUI, instead of dead, where I discovered the Courses’ Manual for Teachers inside our library. Soon, I had the entire book sent in absolve to prisoners and was reintroduced to Jesus again, with the time I needed to study every word of this lengthy text.

After twenty years, I have to be old enough to obtain it now! In time and with the help of the Course, I was finally able to forgive myself for the bizarre life my ego had constructed. I did so the daily lessons again, attempting to start to see the face of Christ within each inmate. That was not an easy one. But I left prison a changed, free sober man, much better for the experience and with a first draft book about it all under my belt. Today, I’ve eight years of sobriety under my belt and my book Still Singing, Somehow won the fall Pinnacle Book Achievement Award. It is a very condensed version of my story- an odyssey of 1 soul’s karma.

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