September 29, 2010
The first college-level history course I took, in the summer of 1966, I nearly failed, because everything within me kept saying, “this isn’t true!” It was a course on ancient history, and if I could remember what we were being taught then as facts, you wouldn’t believe. I don’t know how I knew it was all a fairy tale, but I did. That didn’t make it any easier to absorb and regurgitate.
Today, nearly 45 years later, little of that official fairy tale remains. Little, but not none. It is still tabu to mention Atlantis, or to cite mythology as possibly indicating ancient memories.
John Anthony West, maverick Egyptologist, is the honorable exception who redeems the field of scholarship — with the predictable result that the scholars in his field make every effort to ignore the facts he continually puts in their faces. The following is from a group email he sent out today, Sept. 29, 2010.
September 29, 2010
A very interesting interview with President Barack Obama in Rolling Stone magazine:
September 22, 2010
Fifteen years ago last July, Rich Spees and I met at a program at The Monroe Institute and discovered that we were friends. Despite my having explicitly described his first encounter with Guidance in my non-fiction book Muddy Tracks, and despite my having turned him into a major character in my novel Babe in the Woods, we remain good friends today.
Out of the goodness of his heart, Rich, a demon web designer (http://speesdesign.com/), maintains both my blogs, this one and one devoted more to personal explorations (http:/hologrambooks.com/hologrambooksblog/). As he finds time, he keeps making little improvements, most of them invisible to the user, but some of which show.
I am not exactly Mr. Technology, so he had to explain to me that the “Share This” button at the bottom of the column allows you, the reader, to automatically send someone a link to a page you like. I figure I can’t be the only person in the world not to know this, so I thought I’d explain it, hence this little note.
September 19, 2010
It’s funny, I would have sworn I posted this column long ago. I must have merely sent it out to my list of friends. As a member myself of what I call The Club — that is, ex-Catholics — I found this particularly interesting. (Only, the term I am used to is not “fallen Catholic” but “fallen-away Catholic.” To me the two have a different ring, not that it matters.) A part of us needs a way to acknowledge the non-physical part of ourselves, even though our culture has tried its best to teach us (the ultimate stupidity) that material reality is all there is. A part of us knows better.
September 17, 2010
Have you ever had a friend whose fundamental goodness shone through to such an extent that you thought of him as a saint? I had such a friend, Robert Clarke, a modest Englishman who had been brought to a state of quiet wisdom by his process of individuation — led not only by his study of Jung but by his analysis of no fewer than 30,000 of his own dreams! We only met twice, but I always thought of him with affection, and often referred to him in my mind, without sarcasm or irony, as St. Robert.
When I learned that he was dying, I volunteered to publish three manuscripts of his, which I have just done. (Descriptions of his three books may be found on my other website, www.hologrambooks.com.) The other day I came across one of his old emails to me, which I think give a sense of the quiet wisdom and goodness of the man, and a hint as to his deep learning.
When I showed the email to a friend, he replied, rightly, “What a wonderful, wonderful man.” As you shall see: