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manly p. hall

Manly P. Hall in The Secret Teachings of All Ages wrote about an extraordinary happening at the signing of the Declaration of Independence in which, when it was time to sign, there was a hesitation on the part of many of the signers “realizing they could be putting their life on the line….”
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Out of the blue a stranger appeared and began talking. The listeners were mesmerized by what he was saying. And “his stirring words ended with the cry, “God has given America to be free!” The listeners were overcome with emotion and “rushed forward” to sign the Declaration of Independence. After which the stranger was nowhere to be found. Manly P. Hall wrote that this was not the the first incident “when strange unknown men suddenly appeared just in time for the creation of some new nation.”
The world – it seems it’s not what it seems.

Quest Books at 240 East 53rd Street in Manhattan had some of Manly P. Hall’s books. When I read the above for the first time at Quest Books, a chill ran up my spine. www.questbookshop.com

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a little glimpse

He said that he was born in Southeast Asia and was adopted by Mormons. That was his past. He was handsome, kind, soft-spoken, intelligent, and easily enjoyed being with people. He was a professor at a major university on the west coast, until he took a year off to travel around South America with his Japanese girlfriend.

One evening in Ecuador, when a group of us gathered at a restauant for dinner, the kind of casual meal that welcomed others to join, he spoke about a place in Hawaii where he had recently been. During his stay there he said everything he desired came true. Everything! I asked him, if that was the case, why he didn’t stay. He replied that it would be a very boring life.

I got to thinking recently about him, this citizen of the world. I can only guess, but, if this kind of experience exists, it must be true for everyone. We can all have a glimpse of just how fascinating this world of ours is, and be grateful to the Intelligence that created it. But . . . we are so busy with what’s before us that we don’t stop often enough to consider the grandeur of our world, and that it’s not what it seems.

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“. . . He decided to dedicate his life to researching consciousness and mystical experiences, which he now feels are among ‘the natural birthrights of all human beings.’ ” – Ode Jan/Feb 2007, Tijn Touber, p. 75-about Stanislav Grof, WHEN THE IMPOSSIBLE HAPPENS: ADVENTURES IN NON-ORDINARY REALITY

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trusting our world

“Don’t play for safety – it’s the most dangerous game in the world. ”
-Hugh Walpole

For many reasons I love this quote. I have it written in a notebook and whenever I read it an incredible feeling comes over me. Because I really do believe this world belongs to everyone and we have to trust it and welcome it into our lives, confident that we’re more than capable of living life lovingly, wisely, grandly, happily, peacefully. It’s a delightful quote; it reminds us to be free, to abandon stress, and to imagine the things we’ve yet to do.

One evening I caught the tail end of a lecture given by Christiane Northrup, www.drnorthrup.com on PBS. Listening to her was fun; she had a radiant smile, and although the topic seemed heavy (The Mother/Daughter Relationship), she played with this subject and everyone in the audience enjoyed listening. Then she ended the evening saying there’s no reason to be sick when we start getting old. “Happy, healthy, dead” is the way she phrased it. I can’t remember how it tied into the subject, but it did. Those words, happy, healthy, dead seemed magical to me. When I think about them I say them because I want to plant the seed for this at a future date. It just dawned on me as I’m writing that I should start adding the part about a future date, or it will seem that I’m ready to say goodbye to this life. We need to feel the world is a friendly place, even though it doesn’t always appear that way.

“Everytime we choose safety, we reinforce fear . . . our world grows smaller and smaller.”
-Cheri Huber