The cycle of creative action….Harold Klemp The Language of Soul

A Seed for Contemplation

The cycle of creative action begins with the concept we carry in our minds of what we wish to do. The next step is to outline on paper some plan of how to accomplish this. The final step is action in carrying out the plan.

Harold Klemp
The Language of Soul

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The Language of Soul

By Harold Klemp

The Language of Soulis a spiritual prescription for what ails a troubled world. Discover what you’ve always known in your heart.

Available at local and online bookstores and the Eckankar Online Bookstore

Eckankar, Religion of the Light and Sound of God

Word 5 Savage Man Guest Author Nadine Seely

TUESDAY, AUGUST 28, 2012

Word 5 Savage Man

Savage man
A word from old
Drag me by the arm and off we go
Knowing what had to be done
Knowing what he had to do
Survive
To be
To live
Free
The ground and roots
Home to the core
Feet of freedom
Roaming forever through the lands
Hunting
Foraging
Seeking the next day
A comfort of routine and existance
Oh where has the Savage Man gone
More civilized than most today
Take me no-where
Unsure of everything
No direction
Destruction in its path
No crowning glory
Of surviving days passed
Confined
Demoted
Scared
Stuck in one place
One moment of time
Oh this Civilized Man
Please tell me
Where has the Savage man gone?BNS

An Open Letter of Gratitude – Pam Ellis – Kaizen Inspired Life

 

 

To Miss Pam


I appreciate

the opportunities

you have given me

more than words

can express.

You help me fill

my heart with joy

more than you

could guess.

You give depth

to the meaning

friend

more than anyone

ever before.

You are a kind,

loving Soul,

my mentor…..

you really know

the score.

I cannot wait

for the healing

to pass,

I am ready

to learn more.

You are kind,

considerate,

have a loving

stylish way.

I am seeing

the Master’s love

through you more

in every passing day.

from Mary Helen Ferris,

your privileged personal assistant. 28/8/12 

Niels-Jul Yrvin – A Miracle saves a life – Guest Author

A Miracle saves a life.

I drove a bus in the inner city. The wind was hurling around the corners. A young lady on a bike moved along the sidewalk. She had a large backpack. Passing a corner I noticed that the wind caught her. She was close to losing her balance. Everything went OK, when my intuition said, “If she loses her balance at the next corner you will not be able to stop the bus if she falls out in front.” Seconds later she lost her balance in the strong wind. I observed that she would fall out in front of the bus. My heart nearly stopped. No way could she straighten her bicycle. A split second later it was like a force grabbing her, straightening her up, and as if nothing had happened she continued her trip with her big back pack trying to keep her balance. Wow, I was filled with an amazing feeling of love. Astounded and happy for the outcome I continued my day on the streets of my dear city.

In an instant I thought, “What was this?” Someone or something saved her life and got me out of a life changing situation. Then it came to my mind. On a seminar, my Spiritual Guide, Sri Harold Klemp the Mahanta, The Living ECK Master stated, “You think that your life is hard, but that is when I already have removed the really tough experiences.” Contemplating on his words, I remembered my immediate reaction, “How do you do that, and what kind of experiences are you talking about?” 

Having that realization, I asked an inner question to my guide. “Was that you helping out in this situation, was this what you were talking about? Please give me a sign.” 

We have agreed that he will show me a waking dream, an outer signs when he helps out. Just after I asked him for a sign, a very special sports car came out from a gas station and into my lane. It is only one sports car of this kind in the whole city and I have never seen it in this part of town before. That was the sign I was looking for. It was my guide that had used the ECK, the wind of change, the Light and Sound of God to avoid a terrible accident. And the lady and I could move on with our lives.

I am so happy that my highly skilled teacher can reach out to guide, help and teach me through experiences in life. It definitely helped me to avoid difficult situations, and to stay focused. My part is to do my Spiritual Exercises to be able to communicate with him and to be more conscious of life. Thank you.


Could my name be caressed by the breeze? (Visitors from the storm)

English: Photo of a stone fireplace.

After detail of painted stone fireplace and ne...
After detail of painted stone fireplace and new flat black stone hearth, simple modest zen style, Seattle Washington USA (Photo credit: Wonderlane)

 

The contented  crone sat quiet and quite alone….until the breeze began to blow.

 

On the breeze, floods of memories began to play.

 

In the breeze, she saw his smile.

 

She loved him so, but, it had been awhile.

 

Her memories were Soul’s delight.

 

Just to hear his voice once more.

 

Take the memories off her heart’s shelf…

 

Turning each one over in her mind.

 

She smiled and laughed as she heard the wind roar.

 

Knowing his time was now spent on a far distant shore.

 

The light was fading.

 

The room grew dim.

 

Still her thoughts danced with him.

 

Once more, just once more…

 

could I hear his voice speak my name?

 

The answer came in the pouring rain.

 

The thunder crashed about her head.

 

The lightning flashed brightening the gloom.

 

It was then, she saw him standing in her room.

 

“I have come to sing your name…

 

To remind you of our love.

 

You might want to be ready

 

for company on the midnight train.

 

Our children are coming  

 

to see you from across the sea.

 

I wanted you to hear the news first from me.

 

I have always loved you my darling wife.

 

We managed love and laughter throughout the strife.

 

I will stay the evening till the children arrive.

 

I wanted these moments alone with you….

 

While our memories are so alive.

 

I have always loved you….and so much more.”

 

The wind shifted, it with the wind pelted the door. 

 

In a flicker of time, they visited and sang…

 

It was then the door-bell rang.

 

“Grannie Mahara, it is me.

 

I have brought all your great grand children for you to see.

 

Mom and Dad are unloading the car.

 

I see Grandpa is visiting. I knew he would not be far.

 

We shall sing your name upon the wind…

 

I will set the kettle for our tea to begin.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A new Slant Harold Klemp The Spiritual Exercises of ECK

A New Slant

People often get more intense with their spiritual exercises when things appear to go wrong. Why? Perhaps because they want to force something in their life to go where they feel it ought to go. Or, the going is more tough than they expected.

Do a spritual exercise anyway when all goes wrong. However, do it with a new thought in mind.

Ask the Mahanta, “What is thy will?” Then chant HU and put your full attention on the problem, for the Master will show how you can grow spiritually by meeting the problem.

When you go to sleep at night, tell yourself, in a very relaxed way, “I’m not going to worry or think about the spiritual exercise. If the Inner Master wants me to have a certain experience, great; but I’m not going to be trying. I’m just going to get some rest.”

Then look into the inner vision, and chant yourself to sleep. This will relax some of the tension or fear you might be feeling about SoulTravel.

For some of you a certain exercise will work. Others of you will find other ways to do your spiritual exercises. Experiment.

As you do the spiritual exercises, set up enjoyable things to do on the inner planes. If one technique doesn’t work for you, then modify it, adapt it, experiment. Do whatever you can and enjoy yourself.

Sri Harold Klemp
The Spiritual Exercises of ECK

The Spiritual Exercises of ECK

By Harold Klemp

A how-to collection of 131 spiritual exercises for spiritual growth and upliftment.

Available at local andonline bookstores and the Eckankar Online Book

Let me be the mirror….to show you your beauty this day…dedicated to Diana Love in gratitude….

Art Relecting Art, Reflecting on Art

Art Relecting Art, Reflecting on Art (Photo credit: cobalt123)

Let me be the mirror….to show you your beauty this day.

Your eyes shine

with the wisdom of the ages.

Your gentle voice

caresses the song of the sages.

Your laughter

peals over the edge of time. 

Your smile

sets many a writer to rhyme.

You are gentle, love, patient and kind. 

How blessed I am to say

“You are a friend of mine.“ 

Let me be the mirror….to show you your beauty this day.

Wide open flings the window of my heartI

Autmn Bare tree

Autmn Bare tree (Photo credit: flamesworddragon)

Henri Matisse, Open Window, Collioure, 1905

Henri Matisse, Open Window, Collioure, 1905 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Autmn Leaves

Autmn Leaves (Photo credit: elycefeliz)

Fall crispness is in the air.

I feel the shift

of the full moon coming.

It is everywhere.

Wide open flings

the window of my heart…

The love I share with others

                                                                                      is a very good place to start. 

There is no such thing as distance when it comes to things of the heart.

English: Sunsets from from kalpa with 70-300 I...

English: Sunsets from from kalpa with 70-300 IS lens (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

There is no such thing as distance,

 when it comes to things of the heart. 

I knew,  ”I knew you, “ 

right from the start.

I knew, we had walked together,

through fields of ripening corn.

I knew we had been there, for each other,

in joy and when forlorn.

I knew,  ”I knew you,”

 right from the start.

There is no such thing as distance,

 when it comes to things of the heart.