By Tineke, Netherlands
As a child, my family life wasn’t harmonious. I often felt lonely and rejected. After my father died, my relationship with my mother and older sister became even more strained. I tried to do all I could to heal the rift between us, but nothing worked.
Then my niece, Mary, became seriously ill. She was a devoted Christian but was terrified of death. She prayed every day for a miracle, begging God to heal her.
During this difficult time, I remained estranged from my family. Although I wasn’t able to visit them, I sent e-mails to support my niece and share my love for her. I also shared some of the ECK teachings that Soul is eternal and can never die. Read More
“I love you,” she whispered.
By Olumide, Texas
Several years ago, I got a phone call that changed my life. My daughter, Desola, had been seriously injured in a terrible car accident.
I rushed to the hospital but it was too late. Desola, whom I called “my princess,” had died.
As a student of the ECK teachings, I knew that, as Soul, Desola is eternal. I also knew that death of the physical body frees us from the bonds of earth, allowing us to move on to our next spiritual experience.
But the shock and trauma of the accident seemed to make it difficult for Desola to move on—to let go of her physical life. For several days, ECK friends and family saw Desola in their dreams. Often, I could sense her clinging to me. Read More
By Harold Klemp
A woman I’ll call Donna found Eckankar after her son Justin’s death in a motorcycle accident. She was very close to her son. Devastated by her loss, Donna was unable to find comfort at church. She regularly cried through the entire service. If only there was a way to feel closer to God, then maybe He would help her understand why the accident had occurred. More important, where was Justin now? Was he all right? She constantly prayed for help.
Five months later, while at her lowest ebb, she had an experience that changed her life. At first, she thought it was merely a dream, but it was actually Soul Travel. Read More
By Cathy, California
My beloved Golden Retriever Kirby had cancer and pancreatitis. I did not do very well at all spiritually during the months before his translation. The thought of being separated from him in the physical was not only sad, but filled me with fear. He and his sister had been such bright lights during some of my darkest hours, and I could not imagine being without this bit of heaven here on earth.
After he translated I was very sad for months, and the sleep that I lacked during the months of nursing him day and night had really thrown me out of balance. After six months I had the following dream. I was riding a bicycle and both he and his sister were running alongside me. I knew that my destination was too far for them to continue and I wondered what to do. Read More
By Seti, Singapore
Sarah, a friend in ECK, translated recently after a bout of illness. I was the doctor who had diagnosed and treated her. Later, I was entrusted with the responsibility of having to inform her parents and her friends of her passing.
It was a difficult task as many of her friends had not known of the terminal nature of her illness. My initial concern about having to deal with the emotional distress of her friends turned into a profound experience as many of her friends revealed that Sarah had very recently “appeared” to them.
A school friend of Sarah, who had not heard from her for thirty years said in surprise, “Oh! That’s strange. For the first time, I met Sarah in my dreams last week. It was just like we were in school.” Read More
By Rosemary, United Kingdom
My younger sister was ill. She kept fainting, and no one knew how to help her. Eventually, she went to her doctor and received a devastating diagnosis: She had an inoperable brain tumor and had only a few months to live. She was only thirty-six years old.
When I heard the news, I wanted to see her. Although she was of another faith, I thought it might help her to have some material on the ECK teachings, so I packed some books and tapes on Eckankar.
When I arrived, I gave her what I’d brought and also gave her a picture of the Mahanta, the Living ECK Master. I let her know the Mahanta was the Inner Master and could help her during this difficult time. Then I shared the HU with her. Read More
By Daisny, Mauritius
When I became a member of Eckankar, I learned about singing HU, the ancient name for God.
Sung as a love song to God, HU is a beautiful prayer that draws Soul closer to God. It uplifted me, and I decided to share it with my father, who was a devoted member of the Catholic Church.
My father enjoyed the HU and began to sing it every morning. Over time, his awareness of the invisible spiritual worlds expanded. Occasionally, he shared his experiences with me. I could see that the ECK, or Holy Spirit, was an important part of Dad’s life.
Three years later, my father had a stroke which left him paralyzed and unable to speak. I was very sad and went to visit him every day. Read More
By Harold Klemp
A man had a very old dog, Zeke, who was his special friend. The veterinarian had bad news, though. The fourteen-and-a-half-year-old dog had cancer in his abdomen, but no pain.
He’d probably slip peacefully away, said the vet. But if Zeke developed a breathing problem, it would be time to let him go.
That sad day soon came. The man and his wife took Zeke to the vet and had him put to sleep. Zeke was in the man’s arms when he went, literally leaping from that tired old body like a prisoner set free from his cell.
On the drive home, the man’s Spiritual Eye opened. He saw Prajapati, the ECK Master who cares for the animals. Read More
By Lillian, Mexico
My father had been brought up as an orthodox Jew, and although he was a very spiritual man, he was wary of the spiritual path I’d chosen for myself. Eckankar seemed foreign and unfamiliar to him.
But as I began to practice the Spiritual Exercises of ECK, my father immediately realized something was different about me. He also noticed that when I returned from an Eckankar seminar I was filled with more light and love.
“Whatever you’re doing,” he said, “it must be good.” Read More
By Harold Klemp
Siamese cats can be very finicky and self-centered. But not Misha.
When Misha’s owner was sleeping in the morning, he lay very, very still. Most cats are different: as soon as they are awake and hungry, they start moving around, maybe licking your face. “Breakfast time. Let’s get up and go outside.” But not Misha.
Misha also had a habit of jumping into his owner’s arms, just wanting to be loved. And after he got hugged and loved, then it was time for breakfast. But loving always came first.
After a while, his owner began to notice there was a very close connection between the love that Misha gave and the behavior of a toy poodle she used to have named Lulu. Misha was acting a whole lot like Lulu. Read More