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Jesus, the Essenes, spiritual breathing exercise, Kahuna, tsunami, and the journey of life

excerpted from IN AND OF: memoirs of a mystic journey, by Jack Haas

           

              

               

No matter what I have written here, nor how I have explained or come to understanding, throughout it all I was nothing, and did nothing, for it was the great mystery of life, of the spirit, which did it all. And yet I once had a very wise woman teach me a breathing exercise which she claimed had been taught to Jesus by the Essenes. Whether this is the case or not I am not sure, either way it was a powerful technique, which helped me to still the relentless banter rattling around in my head at the time. And once, when I had used the exercise, and then lay down and entered into a deep, penetrating stillness, the woman then asked me why I had come into life, which made me wonder- why did I come here? And though I had certain ideas of why, a voice resounded unmistakably within me and said at that time: “Share your journey.”

                At that moment I knew that, in telling my story, I was offering nothing to anyone, except perhaps a reason to believe, not in my reality, but in their own, for my journey was specific only to me, and may have little or no consequence for any other. Thus I have written this work simply to relate my experience, and not to create any assumption that it will pertain to anyone else’s; I intend no didactic outlay, nor do I offer advice, for that would be a vice, and I have found it best to leave each to their own course and karma.

                My way was no other’s way. In fact, the path which I was on is no longer the same one I am on now. I walked that mile and then started in a new direction.

                I knew at the moment that I decided to share my journey that I was not offering anyone a solution. I have stopped believing in solutions. The surfer on the teetering crest of the wave asks not why the water flows and rolls as it does, he simply lets himself go into it, become a part of it, and ride with it as far as it will go. That is the reason he surfs.

                And so I entered the Kahuna’s tube, riding in the whirl and the torrent and trying to stay on the board, and when the surface and the floor came too close together, the mighty tsunami broke over and almost killed me, but then it floated me up and set me gently on the shore.

                As if sitting around a campfire later that night, I have tried to tell others what I have seen in the tumble and glide, and to share the mystery of my ride, for that is what you do at the end of the day. And then you go to sleep and dream another dream.

                And so it was only when I began to tell this story, my story, and to accept that it was my reality and mine alone, that I finished with that ride.

                This, then, has been my perspective, which is not truth, for there is no truth within perspective. God alone sees truth, for God has no perspective.

 

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author Jack Haas, west coast British Columbia wilderness, ocean forest island

 

 

IN AND OF: memoirs of a mystic journey

by Jack Haas

author Jack Haas, Canadian, American writer, artist, photographer

 

 

 

      

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