When I was a child, my father worked with Her Majesty’s Naval Service. We lived near the Lagos lagoon, where I liked to play and swim with my friends.
One fateful day at the lagoon, I came across a timber raft. Large wood logs were tied lengthwise to form a raft. That was how timber was transported around the shores of Nigeria in those days. Someone had berthed the raft on the sandy shore. Part of it still floated on the water.
I climbed onto the first log, walked to its end, and jumped into the water. I went to the second log and did the same. Each jump landed my feet on watery but firm ground. It was not the first time I had played this game. Other children and I often played this game whenever there was a raft on the beach. That day I was alone. Read More
A Higher Initiate had been in Eckankar a long time. She had recently lost a younger sister to cancer. In the final days before the sister died—we say translated—her condition grew worse and worse. Finally the doctors decided to do an emergency operation. The sister was terrified of the operation. The ECKist wondered if she should have acted as more of a guardian for her sister against the intrusions of medicine. Her sister wasn’t going to live anyway.
As the operation was about to begin, the sick woman said to the doctors, “Leave my body alone, and let me die.” They kept interfering and interfering. All she wanted was peace. So she slipped into a coma, and the life-support systems were hooked up to her. After a few days, this younger sister finally died. The ECKist felt badly that she hadn’t protected her sister more in the final days of her life on earth. Read More
Rebazar Tarzs. The torchbearer of Eckankar in the lower worlds; the spiritual teacher of many ECK Masters including Peddar Zaskq, or Paul Twitchell, to whom he handed the Rod of ECK Power in 1965; said to be over five hundred years old, Rebazar Tarzs lives in a hut in the Hindu Kush mountains and appears to many as he helps the present Living ECK Master in the works of Eckankar. He served as the Mahanta, the Living ECK Master.
By Charles, California
An ECKist I knew had recently been to Tibet. He’d had such an amazing experience that he invited a few friends to return there with him. So I went to Tibet!
After we arrived in the country, whenever I interacted with Tibetans, I noticed they seemed to have a natural attitude of devotion and spirituality.
Our little group of friends hired tour guides, and they took us to visit temples. Not many tourists knew about a Tibetan Buddhist temple located in a large square area in the city of Lhasa. Only a few people milled around while my friends and I stood on its roof, admiring the 360-degree view of the surrounding Himalayas. Read More
Soul Travel is a valuable skill that can be learned by almost anyone who is willing to invest the time and patience. It is a bridge over the gulf that divides the human from the spiritual consciousness.
A chela in Africa lay down in bed, covered his ears with pillows, and listened to the ECK Sound, which was like a sibilant, rushing wind in the distance—but still very close and within him. Soon, he felt a sucking motion at the top of his head, but he was not afraid. He then felt himself totally withdraw from his physical body and hover in space over the bed. Read More
An eighty-five-year-old woman didn’t understand the way of ECK and often argued with her ECKist daughter, trying to get her to return to what the older woman held was the true way back to God. One day while she was talking in this way, she fell and cracked a vertebra and was no longer able to walk. So, the daughter took her mother into her home to care for her.
Over the following six months, the mother began to have spiritual experiences. She began to see ECK Masters coming into her room, showing her that relatives and loved ones, who had departed before her, were waiting for her to join them. Many things were explained to her. Read More
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
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
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