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—Sri Harold Klemp
By Rae Franceschini
Have you ever been so nervous or anxious about a new job that you almost quit before Day One? I had been at the same job for nearly nine years when I decided on a complete career change. Twelve-hour days pared down to six; five days a week down to three. The biggest change was going from sitting all day to standing.
The interview went well, and my new employer and I agreed on the day I was to start. But now, a whole new fear gripped me. How well would I do my new tasks?
The job was in a cookie store. I had baked a lot at home and knew how to cook, yet this was different: two large ovens, three tall racks for cooling trays of cookies, huge tubs for dough, and on and on. It dawned on me that each day we would be making nine different kinds of cookies. How would I master all this?
Immediately, I became very nervous. It wasn’t long before I considered calling the owner to back out. Finally, as my fear peaked, I let my inner awareness surface long enough to say, “Hey, wait a minute! Give yourself a break. Put a little trust in your inner guidance; you might be fine.” I did stop fretting but wondered: Had that been my voice? Did I really believe I could do this job well?
By now it was late Friday night, time for bed. I set my fear aside and took a few deep breaths. I asked the Mᴀʜᴀɴᴛᴀ, the Inner Master, to help me cope with the days ahead and give me the inner strength to give the new job my best shot.
In the dream state that evening, the Mᴀʜᴀɴᴛᴀ took me to the cookie store. I knew it was late, but the lights were on and no one was there. In the dream, I started to explore the shop. I looked under the counters, opened drawers, and checked cupboards. I saw where all the paper goods were kept and the ingredients for making dough. I noted which supplies were kept in the walk-in freezer and how things were done. Getting familiar with the shop really set me at ease. I finished my night’s sleep peacefully.
What an incredible opportunity I had been given. I awoke early Saturday with a clear and total recall, and immediately thanked the Mᴀʜᴀɴᴛᴀ. For the rest of the weekend, I didn’t give the new job another thought. All I could do was my best, and after that, I could learn.
The following Tuesday was my first day. The person training me was really more interested in the fact that it was her last day. In her excitement, she reviewed my tasks too quickly. I watched and listened. When it was time for my trainer to leave, my other new coworker became nervous. Was she going to have to do all the work alone for the day, with me in the way?
I saw the dread in her eyes as I set to work, pulling tools out of drawers and running out back for ingredients. I asked her to make dough, remarking that as soon as she had it done, I’d start dropping the cookies. I continued to arrange things in the store as if I had already been working there for many months, instead of hours.
She looked at me and said, “How do you know where everything is?” I said, “Sometimes you just have to trust your inner feelings. Now I’m really going to need your help, if we’re to get all this work done today.”
We started making cookies, and a few hours later we finished ahead of schedule. She was surprised but happy to have me working with her.
I left work with the most wonderful feeling. Thanks to the Mᴀʜᴀɴᴛᴀ, I got through Day One and took a giant step in self-confidence and awareness.
By Max Underwood
Here’s a recent experience that my wife, who’s not an ECKist, said “There’s an ECK story!”
I have a seventeen-year-old truck which I keep maintained and we use regularly. My wife had just hauled a load of soil in it and went back for a cubic yard of mulch. The place we get the product is two miles away. While returning she approached a four-way stop at an intersection when she applied the brakes. The pedal went to the floor and she sailed through the intersection without being able to stop.
The intersection is located near a stone quarry with a constant flow of multi-axle dump trucks coming and going. Miraculously no one was approaching!
After unloading the mulch we had the truck towed to a local mechanic. He informed us that two brake lines had failed and corrosion was evident on the others. He recommended replacing all the lines since we drive it regularly. He also informed us that the brake lines were assembled in fourteen different sections, can’t be purchased preformed and would have to be fabricated by hand. The repair would be pricey. We need the truck and I gave the OK to replace the lines.
Payday was two days away. My job is considered an essential service and I worked every day throughout the pandemic. This paycheck was to have a “hero pay” bonus. Would it see us through? After deducting the cost of the repair from the bonus I still had $2.05 left!
I always ask for the Mᴀʜᴀɴᴛᴀ’s guidance and I see how things always work out.
My gratitude and awareness grows daily!
By Sri Harold Klemp
Have you noticed? Children have their problems too. Little things like rooms which seem to get dirty by themselves.
My daughter will clean her room, and I am amazed. Sometimes she is not even in the room, and I can see the mess accumulate. Where does it come from?
Blouses will appear on the floor, and every time she cleans up she assures me: “Dad, I’m gonna keep it clean. I’m really going to keep it clean this time.”
I am trying to get a lesson across to her, and like every other parent, I feel I am failing. “Do one thing at a time,” I explained to her. “If you put something down, clean it up. This is how you go through life, you know. If you are on top of it, you keep things simple. You live moment to moment. You do one thing at a time. This way you can do an amazing amount of work because you never get yourself confused. You set one goal, and then you set another goal, and then another, but they are little, achievable goals.”
Half a day later, I walked back into my daughter’s room. I was amazed how the place had self-destructed. This happened not once, but time after time. I got tired of hearing myself say the same thing, so I didn’t say it anymore. Instead I watched. After a day or two the chair in her room was stacked a foot high with clothes. The closet is only two steps to the left, and it is full of hangers, but who bothers with hangers? And the laundry basket, which is where the clothes belong after they have been worn, stands there empty. Sometimes clothes hang over the edge of it.
But that is life. I don’t know the answer. I recognize that there are different expectations at work here. One set of expectations is from the parent which says, “Be clean!” The other one from the child which says, “Be alive!” The two have different standards and they don’t mix. As a result, Mom finally raises cain. “You don’t eat until you clean up your room,” she says.
The child believes itself to be the victim of an irate parent and feels that the punishment is unjust. She refuses to clean the room. Parent and child argue. This is how karma is caused.
The Law of Cause and Effect, or the Law of Karma, is always in play your whole life. We must know how to live in harmony with its exacting terms. The experiences that derive from an adolescent or mature understanding of that law will, in time, bring you to an acceptance of divine love.
That’s the reason you’re here.
By Emmanuel Ogisi
Before coming into Eᴄᴋᴀɴᴋᴀʀ, I worked as an assistant pastor in a church. At the time. I suffered from malaria. This health condition persisted and I couldn’t get rid of it.
Eventually, I found the teachings of Eᴄᴋᴀɴᴋᴀʀ. I’d heard about people who had received spiritual healings and wondered if the Mᴀʜᴀɴᴛᴀ could help me too.
I decided to ask the Inner Master why I was constantly suffering from malaria attacks. A short time later, I had a dream with the Mᴀʜᴀɴᴛᴀ, the Dream Master.
I asked him about my illness. The Dream Master explained that while I was in the Christian church, I’d used laying on of hands to heal people. This practice caused me to take on some of the karma of their illnesses.
“Can you fix the problem?” I asked.
He replied there was nothing to be done at the moment, and I should just continue to take my medication.
After the dream, I knew the karmic cause of my bouts with malaria and soon stopped worrying about my illness.
But from then on, the visits from the Mᴀʜᴀɴᴛᴀ became more frequent.
One night he took me to an inner temple, where I met a Chinese man. I had never seen him before. The man greeted me with a great deal of love.
From his pocket, he took out a tablet, put it in a cup of warm liquid, and offered it to me. As I inhaled it, I felt a healing wash over me. I then woke up.
After the dream, I was amazed to find the malaria attacks had stopped. I wondered about this Chinese man.
It wasn’t until I visited the local ECK Center that I discovered his identity. The ECK Center had portraits of some of the ECK Masters on display. Among them was the image of the Chinese man who had healed me in my dream. It was the great ECK Master Lai Tsi.
This experience not only brought a spiritual healing, but also proved to me the reality of the ECK Masters. It showed me how much love the Mᴀʜᴀɴᴛᴀ, the Dream Master, has for all his students. I’ll always be grateful for his love and blessings.
By Stacy Rae Lake
Life was too busy, so I decided to take a vacation to Cozumel, Mexico, with a couple of friends. But when we arrived, the beach had a red-flag warning, meaning it wasn’t safe for swimming.
I didn’t let that get me down. I concentrated on doing a spiritual exercise from one of the ECK books. It was calming. I was grateful to surrender my day to the Holy Spirit, the ECK.
We decided to shop at a marketplace near the cruise ships. Many vendors were selling goods out of grass huts.
I felt guided by the Mᴀʜᴀɴᴛᴀ, the Inner Master, to go to the last hut. There I was surprised to see a magnificent owl on a perch. His name was Morgan. His owner, Carlos, offered to take a photo, with Morgan sitting on my arm, for a small fee.
I immediately felt a strong connection with Morgan. The love from this divine Soul, perched on my outstretched arm, was palpable.
After the photo, I thanked Morgan for being so kind to me. Carlos then put him back on his perch.
Two days passed, and the weather was still stormy. Again there were red-flag warnings on the beach. My friends decided to shop in town this time, but I got a strong nudge from the Mᴀʜᴀɴᴛᴀ that Morgan needed help, so I went back to the hut.
The owl was not well; one of his eyes was shut. I stood next to Morgan while I introduced Carlos to the HU. I said, “HU is an ancient name for God. When sung inwardly or outwardly, It may bring help to those in need.” I asked Carlos if I could sing HU to Morgan, and he happily agreed. I found it interesting that no one was around the hut at the time.
I began to sing HU softly to Morgan. After a few minutes, I whispered to Morgan, “Do you want to journey with me?”
I used my imagination to see us both in a beautiful, lush forest without people. I sensed that Morgan was sensitive to certain energies and there had been too many tourists handling him. He needed a time-out with nature.
We had a beautiful Soul Travel journey together. It felt like we were both absorbing nature.
Morgan then opened both his eyes, and he looked better. Carlos and I were so happy. I told Morgan I loved him, and after that I handed a HU card to Carlos. He was eager to read the information. We said our good-byes.
I was so grateful to be able to share the gift of HU with Morgan and Carlos.
The first night back home, I had a vivid Soul Travel dream with Morgan. He flew with me, guiding me to the tallest tree he could find. The owl and I sat on a branch together, bathing in moonlight and silence. Even though it was dark, I felt drenched in light. It was beyond the normal five senses. It was healing and uplifting. I looked down, and I saw I had wings! It was a fun surprise.
I woke up with great energy and the feeling of deep divine love. I could hardly wait to write down my Soul Travel experience in my dream journal.
I noticed the book Stranger by the River, by Paul Twitchell, next to my journal. I felt a nudge to open it at random. The ECK never ceases to amaze me! This is what I opened to:
Man’s final glory is like the top of a tree, which has ascended into the heavens from its roots, into the divine sky, above all its fellow trees, and gone beyond duality of the earth into the unity of true space, of light and air.
Truth is the only source of knowledge, and man is the mirror for Truth. Yet man cannot receive more than what Soul can hold. Man reflects that which is within himself, and you must be the clear mirror to reflect Truth!
These words flooded my heart, and tears came. I am so thankful to the Mᴀʜᴀɴᴛᴀ and the path of Eᴄᴋᴀɴᴋᴀʀ.
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