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7/13/2008 4 Murders without corpses P.92.Arten: Hey, buddy. How was the game?
Note: I had been to a baseball game at Fenway Park the week before, on June 22. I had gone with a friend of mine from Naples, Maine, who treated me to the best seat I had ever sat in at a Red Sox game, just a few rows behind their dugout
Gary: It was great! I must have been to Fenway a hundred times, but those seats were awesome. Curt Schilling pitched, they won the game, and I even got to see Normar hit a greand slam.
Note: Red Sox shortshop Nomar Garciaparra was traded to the Chicago Cubs later in the reason, which at the time outraged what we New Englanders call " Red Sox Nation."
Gary:And you know, I can't recall the Sox ever having pitching this good. Am I drunk, or could they go all thw way this year?
Arten: Well, you're not drunk.
Gary: all right, I guess you wouldn't tell me something like that. But I have a feeling about it. I mean, if the Patriots can win these Super Bowls after coming up empty for 40 years, then anything can happen , right?
Arten: I can't argue with that. You've had developments outside the world of sports as well?
Gary: Oh, yeah! The book's doing really well. Evey month it does better than the month before. And I've been all over the place Aside from spreading for what you said: forgiveness... at least when I remember. California was amazing, aand that visit to Wisconsin was really good, except the ession was a little hairy with that teacher you gave me the heads-up about. I did my job, though. The A.R.E o really coming through, too. That's a breakthrough in many ways.
Note: At one time A Course in Miracles had been welcome at the Edgar Cayce group in Virginia Beach, the Association for Research and Enlightenment (A.R.E). Hugh Lynn Cayce's friendship with 4 Murders without corpses P.91.While I was in Halifax I received the exciting news that Hay House, one of the most prominent self-help/spiritual publishers in the world, was interessted in talking over the publication of The Disappearance of the Universe. Although I knew I'd have to talk about it with my original publisher, D.Patrick Miller of Fearless Books, I sensed that I was meant to happen, and I couldn't wait to acknowledge Arten and Pursah for their plan for the book. It suddently dawned on me that they knew what they were doing all along, and that the path they had chosen was to have the book prove itself first through sales, which would enable it to find its way to a bigger publisher and a worldwide audience without the message in it ever being changed.
A couple of weeks later, Patrick and I were in Chicago to meet with Hay House at Book Expo America. It was an exciting event, and Bill Clinton gave the keynote speech. We came to an agreement with Hay House, and Patrick and I went out to dinner that night to celebrate. The next say I was due to fly to New Jersy for a workshop.
It was a beautiful, cloudless day as the plane took off and flew past the Sears Tower and out over Lack Michigan. The view was amazing. When we got to Newark, we flew down past the Statue of Liberty, and I could clearly see Manhattan, with the legendary Empire State Building dominating the skyline. Suddenly I thought, My God, I'm getting paid for this? It was then I realized , in a good way, that my life was never going to be the same. I was overwhelmed with hreatitude.
At the end of June, I had plenty to discuss with my ascended mentors. Arten and Pursah appeared and looked at me with their kind expressions and loving eyes. I expected them because I knew they were coming every two months, and when the time for their appearance drew near, I'd point my chair way from the television, which I found myself watching less and less the more I traveled and toward the couch where they were scheduled to show up. Arten spoke first. 4 Murders without corpses P.90.time at a different A Course in Miracles teaching facility called "Pathways of light." In the two days I spent there, I was struck by the similarity in approaches between the directors of the organization, Robert and Mary Stolting, and what I had heard about the Course's scribe, Helen Schucman.
When world had gooten out in the '70s that Helen was hearing the voice of Jesus, people would occasionally try to get her to ask him a question for them. Insteand of doing that, Helen would sit down with them and ask them to listen with her. As an alternative to haveing them rely on her to hear the Voice of God, Helen's idea was to empower them to hear the Voice for themselves. I found that this was also the approach at Pathways of Light. Instead of telling people what to do, they were into teaching people how to hear the Holy Spirit's Voice for themselves so they could be guilded by spirit without needing another human to mediate for them.
Of course, the best and fastest approach to making that happen in a permanent way is through the process of forgiveness, which undoes the blocks in people's minds to "hearing" that Voice. It's also wise to remember that the "Voice" can actually show up in many different forms, not just as a Voice.
I liked the Stoeltings very much, and I looked forward to returning to the Pathways of Light.
I was speaking someplace different in the country almost every week now, and a month later, in May of 2004, I made my first trip to Canada to do an appearance in Halifax, Nova Scotia. As a way of illustrating how little traveling I had done before the book came out, I had lived in New England all of my life and had never been to Canada! I loved the people in Halifax. After the workshop, they had a celebration with music, drinking, and dancing. I found it refreshing that they didn't think being spiritual and having a good time were mutually exclusive. 4 Murders without corpses P.89.that had nothing to do with the Course, some of the participants were acting as though they understood it, at the same time turning him into his their special teacher instead of listening to what the Voice of the Course was actually communicating. If you didn't understand what the Master Teacher was saying, and there was no reason why you should, then you'd be labeled as one of the "the dead ones." If you went along with him, you'd fit right in. It was a classic cult atmosphere. Who doesn't want to fit in?
This teacher also mixed in parts of the Bible tha weren't saying the same thing as the Course. He exhorted the virtue of " light bodies" and encouraged his followers to flip out on kundalini engery, appearntly oblivious to the fact that according to the Course, energy is nothing but illusion and is not to be valued. By definition, any thing that can change or be changed is not real. In any case, the goal of the Course is the peace of Gpd, not getting high on the ego's miscreations.
I stayed for an hour, listened, and forgave. Then the teacher put on a video of himself, and Linda and I left. I also visited the "Healing Center," which the cult has many bnranches of. In fact they present themselves to most of the world through their more sane-looking Healing Centers as a way of including people to join.
The next day I did my workshop at a large hotel down the road. Many former members of the cult came who still resided in the area, as well as some who lived quite a distance away and traveled to be there. ( Twenty current members also came over from the Academy, without permission.) Many of the former members of the cult, who are spread out all over the country, have a bond with each other and stay in touch. It was a pleasure to feel the love in the room and also share the message with them. One of my favorite parts of each workshop is the question-and-answer session, where I interact with the audience. But that's not the only time I interact with them. I like to meet people and talk with them all day, from the time I arrive until the time I leave, during my breaks, lunch, or whenever I have the chance. I also like to sign books. It makes me feel like an author.
They say after that, I found myself in the rural town of Kiel, Wisconsin, not far from Green Bay, to do another workshop, this 4 Murders without corpses P.88.There was a room on the side where someone was reading the Workbook less for that day. There were around 40 people listening, and they would laugh at inappropriate times. Yes, the Course encourages laughter, but these people were laughing at serious lines they should have been thinking about and getting on a deeper level. It was as if they knew some funny meaning to the words that their thought system alone was privy to. What they were actually doing was ignoring the real meaning of the lines as a way of denying the Course's message. Then the " Master Teacher" made his entrance down the stairway, and the crowd gathered around him. They followed him, as did I, into a larger room for what they called "Session."
The man spoke for about an hour. No one else was allowed to talk or ask questions. Because in the previous year the reading and sharing of my first book at the Academy had apparently contributed to a large number of people there finding out what the Course actually meant and then leaving, the man came up to me several times during the hour and confronted me, at one point bumping me and slapping me on the head. As he walked away from one of his confrontation. He called me a " dumb shit." I tried to look up this particular teaching style later in the Manual for Teachers of the Course, but I couldn't find it anywhere.
Through all of this, I didn't react to him, practicing the kind of forgiveness that's taught in the Course. My teachers had given me a heads-up that I would need to practice forgiveness in such situations. I thought of this man as being a projection I'd made up so that I could see what I secretly believed to be ture about myself outside of me instead of on the inside. This reminded me that he wasn't really there, and so there wasn't really anyone to react to. An element of this is the knowing that only God is and anything that is not of God cannot affect me. I then released him to the Holy Spirit in peace. At one point, the so-called Master Teacher appeared frustrated by my refusal to be rattled by himand exclaimed, " Look at him, he's smiling."
While I was there, I sw members of the group manipulated and pitted against each other. People were intimidated and verbally abused. Although this man was literally teaching a form of jibberish. |
Thanks for guiding me through all the life.
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"You are as God created you, His Son can suffer nothing, And you ARE His Son. Be willing to Forgive the Son of God for what he did not do." 
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