William Samuel

William Samuel
William Samuel

Friday, September 19, 2014

Understanding Time


Now it is, in these late days in the ongoingness of mortal life, that the attention of the one who survives will be turned to the Child within himself. He will be comforted and profited in his worldly affairs, and in his heart he will grow wealthy. As this Child-consciousness grows in the world and as these renewing people communicate with one another around the earth, writing and telling their own glimpses and glimmers of the Child's joy—no longer reciting the words of others as proof of their own wisdom—there will be a remarkable synergistic assembly of feeling within humanity beyond the grandest hope of anyone. 

Out of this unexpected synergism of Light, like a plant sending up a tall stem with a great flower on it, so the world will send up a newness of Child-people, blooming as a flower of Renewed Life—just like a fall flower finally coming to bloom in the late days before the frost. 

After nearly eleven thousand years of human time, God's Tree of Life is coming into bloom. There will be a special Joy beyond joy felt by those who are part of this Flower of Life, the offspring of Godhead, seed from the Original Seed.

But listen, listen. It is the Tree that blooms, not we ourselves. Those who are led by the Child become the Living Blossom of Life here on earth—a new brotherhood, a new Community without leaders or temples, subservient to naught but the Child and its Source. 

This flower may be shaken by the laughter, envy and scorn of the incredulous, and assaulted by pseudo-authorities whose power appears to be threatened. But the Child is a threat to no one. 

Before us lies a brief and severe time when the flower is shaken by the wind and the petals seem to be scattered again and when those who are not holding fast to the inner Child's hand will wonder who the real prophets are. But from the Flower will come the Seed that will be taken up for the reseeding and ongoingness of tangible life. The tree will perish, but the seed will live. 

How do I know this is so? Because it has been shown to me by the Child I am—and I see confirmation of the Divine Process and Its Equation in all nature. All one must do to know these things are happening already, is to look and see that they are happening. Line upon line now, but soon precept upon precept, more than a little here and a little there, the New Community already begins to flower and be seen by Everyman, first fruits of the Tree of Life—from out of which comes the Seed eternal.
All tangibility, all Da Shan and the life teeming on its slopes, is the subjectivity of God, not man. The Life that reads these words is the Awareness of God, no man. 

The synergism we feel in the community of our families and most meaningful groups is only a fraction of the Divine Energy and Light of Godhead's Life soon to be felt by those who summon forth the Child within and dare to become that Child. 

The downward human spiral of energy that culminates in selfness and the reproduction of human life will turn around to spiral upward and out, bringing with it the incomparable Energy of Life in its wholeness, joined with the Groom—and this joy is yet to be experienced by men and women. 

It is reserved for the final flowering of Life. It begins with the Child within. We get busy and find It. We live the Equation, giving and receiving, receiving and giving to all mankind. 

We write and tell of the Child's Glimpses because we are ourselves the only ones who can tell our own Glimpses of Light—they come to us immaculately and individually and to no one else. We are charged to give them to our others. 

The Glimpse contains the pollen of Life and we give it freely. We accept it and pass it along. We live God's Equation with joy. 

As it might be said in the East, the night of Brahman falls as soon as the harvest of the Seed is accomplished. The Morning of the New Day comes quickly.

Excerpt from "The Child Within Us Lives! A Synthesis of Science, Religion and Metaphysics" 
By William Samuel  

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Sunday, September 14, 2014

The Tender Things The True Things

We are watching television, and an unexpected scene brings a tear to the eye. The emotion we feel is the Child stirring within. Subtly, unnoticed thoughts inward toward the Child and outward to the scene at hand combine in stillness to elicit a movement of the Child within—and we feel it. What hasn't been common knowledge is that the Child lies at the seat of simple, honest emotions that have to do with the tender things, the true things, the good things of the human condition.

We see the enthusiasm of a puppy whose whole body wiggles in tail-wagging excitement, its head nuzzling the hands and feet of a friend. The response we feel from the center of us is the Child within confirming that the joy outside IS the within, one joy. What hasn't been common knowledge is that our empathy comes from the Original Child of us, the Good of us, eager to prove it is ever here as the Real.

We see something as we round a turn of the pathway and are tinged with some distant nostalgia, a statement within reminding us of a pleasant time in our affairs or a happy place we know. What hasn't been common knowledge is that the seat of feeling within us is the Child's domain and that our response to the unfolding view, in fact or in memory, is the Child's reminder that we are that Child, not merely the body that walks the pathway or thunders hell-bent and unthinking through a human experience. 

We see the sight of dolphins and porpoises playing alongside the ship of life. Suddenly we feel their joy and freedom, their uninhibited playfulness, and we are relieved. What hasn't been common knowledge is that their joy and zest is our joy and zest. If we had not learned what joy is, we would not recognize it in the world—and it is the Child of us that responds, feeling the same joy and zest. Our body is renewed. What hasn't been common knowledge until now is that it is the living Identity of us, the immortal Child who is stirring within, telling us It is willing to be up and out and into our affairs, bringing us up and out of the old nature to take us home to the Real again. 

We see two old folks walking slowly, hand in hand, for their evening stroll. Suddenly something within us responds—goodness knows what we feel, but it is very good. It is warm. It is refreshing and delightful. It is in response to the Child's lessons learned somewhere along our old man's line of life. But the Child is the responder to the scene at hand, telling us that we are not the unfeeling, dispassionate aging person we thought we were. Rather, we are the Child within that doesn't grow old. We live and we know we live. We are coming back to our senses again. What hasn't been common knowledge before is that we are not the old person looking on the scene at hand, but we are the Child, the Awareness of God, looking at the subjectivity of Godhead.

Sometimes it is the Child that dreams our dreams for us—dreams to be thought about a little. It seems to me that some of my dreams do not come from the inmost Child of Me but out of my old worldly imbalances, hinting at something for me to unbind in the world I am. Something to forgive and forget. But on the mornings when I awaken to freshness and eagerness, I can be sure the Child has been at Its work during sleep, being instructed by the Father of Life.

Now, ever so slowly, line upon line, in these days at hand we are becoming aware that the Child within is the REAL of us, the IDENTITY that walks hand in hand with God, and we are beginning to let that trustworthy Child lead us. The Child I am speaks to me and writes these words. Nothing I can write of myself will be worthy of that Inner One made in the Image of God, but with the Child's help I try. The response one feels to these thoughts and ideas comes certainly from the Heart, the Child, not at all from the dying nature of the unreal man of Life. The Child laughs, too—oh, how he laughs and claps his hands!—but not in derision or hurtfulness. The Child laughs in honest confirmation that the Heart of us lives and is eternally about the Father's business. 

And I shall write my law in their inward parts and write it in their heart; and will be their God, and they shall be my people. They shall teach no more everyman his neighbor and every man his brother, saying “Know the Lord” for they shall all know me from the least of them unto the greatest of them, saith the Lord, and I will remember their sin no more. (Jeremiah)

The wolf also shall dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the kid; and the young lion and the fatling together; and a little child shall lead them. (Isaiah)

Verily I say unto you, Except ye be converted and become as little children, ye shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven. (Jesus)

While ye have light, believe in the light, that ye may be the children of light. (Jesus)

Ye are all the children of light and the children of day. (Paul)

Suffer little children to come unto me ... for such is the kingdom of God. (Jesus)

It is the Child that sees the primordial secret in Nature and it is the child of ourself we return to. The child within us is simple and daring enough to live the Secret. (Chungtse)

For where the beginning is, there shall be the end. (Jesus)
The children of the promise are counted for the seed. (Paul)
We are the children of the promise. (Paul)

I have no greater joy than to hear that my children walk in truth. (Jesus)

Who is that Child, my friend, if it isn't the one buried beneath the adulthood of yourself? We look for the Child and the Child stirs to tell us It lives. We reach for the Child and the Child comes running into our gut to respond and say, “I am come!” We begin to see small wonders again, the way we saw them as children. We acknowledge these wonders as gifts from God and lo, they come more frequently. We gird up our loins and dare tell others of the gentle Child within them, and our wonders increase and grow apace. We thank God for the Child of Life by telling our subjective selfhood of the Child they are. 

    Imperceptibly, bit by bit, we let the inner Child lead us to the right hand and to the left. Imperceptibly, our reliance on external authority gives way to the Light of Life within ourselves, and we quarrel no longer with any man. Then we see the Child in all men, even the arrogant and scornful, even the feeble and sick. As we look for the Child in ourselves, we see It in all men and see them coming alive as well. THIS is to give God what is God's. 

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Saturday, September 13, 2014

The Happy Child

Here is a wonderful piece from another dear friend of William Samuel's-- she is finding the Child--reclaiming her Real Self, the Beautiful Swan Soul.. She explains her re-discovery, recovery of her true Self, her uncovering and living from the Light of Truth. She explains it so beautifully here -- I want to share Rose's words with all of you. I hope you find it as joyful and insightful and enriching as I do.  She is such a good example of how this Unbound Self -This Immutable Child lives, touches us and shows us the way in this world.  Love to all, Sandy

The Happy Child      By Rose Burrows  

The happy, contented, vibrant Child holds my hand ever so tenderly. It makes my heart sing with genuine happiness, gratitude and joy, not at all like when I was a little girl.  I was born an ‘ugly duckling’.  William Samuel pointed me to the Child within and I discovered the beautiful swan I truly am.  Nothing much has changed insofar as the human scene is concerned.  If anything, the scene is more challenging than ever but I found the meaning of being in this world and not of it.  It means living in the Meadow without the shadows of the adult world.

I will recount a bit of the drama of yesterday to illustrate what I’m talking about.

I rely on a cell phone for emergency purposes and had to make some changes to the service before going anywhere.  Took care of that (or so I thought) and went on to my appointment.  Must mention that I am using crutches as I’m waiting for a hip replacement and going through a lot of pain.  I called a taxi from home and it all worked out beautifully.

The appointment over with, I have to get down the stairs.  Managed that all right and thought I would sit on the steps to wait for a taxi so I could admire the beautiful garden on the premises.  Lo and behold, my cell phone is NOT working.  To make my way back to the office I just left would be too much of a challenge.  I have a nice young friend who is the owner of a lovely ladies’ wear shop just down the street so I walk over there hoping she can call a taxi.  The shop is closed but there is a young lady standing in front of it.  She calls a taxi for me and she leaves but the taxi does not aarrive!

Soon Melanie returns from her lunch break and is appalled to see me with crutches!  “I’ll drive you home” she says, “my car is right there”!  As we approach the car we notice that she is parked alongside a huge elm tree surrounded with wonderful huge, colorful flower baskets and all that is blocking the car door.  What to do?  The car is sandwiched between two other cars.  An angel appears, a nice young man who lives in the beautiful house we’re standing in front of.  He happily clears the way for us, humming as he goes about the task.  These two angels are thinking of every little detail to make things easier for me.  I am reminded of a biblical passage :

For He will give His angels charge concerning you,
To guard you in all your ways.
They will bear you up in their hands,
That you do not strike your foot against a stone.

When I got home I was suddenly aware of the ugly duckling and the swan.  My memory flashed back to the days when accepting help from anyone would have been degrading, disgraceful, humiliating – a sign of weakness.  I didn’t know what I was missing.

The beautiful swan knows how to do both, she has learned how to give and gives generously but lo and behold, she has also learned to receive.  It became so clear that giving and receiving are one, that we truly are the conduit for God to be made manifest.
Giving cannot take place without a receiver anymore than there can be a receiver without a giver.  Receiving is as noble and gracious as giving. They cannot be separated.

Peace and beauty already cover the whole surface of the earth but men see it not!  I cannot pick and choose, “this is good, this is bad…this is nice, this is ugly…”  Only the darkness can show me the Light…and the darker the night, the brighter the stars…that’s for sure.  I see it now!  Without the pain and suffering I would still be blind, struggling and stuck!  I live in the Child’s Meadow relishing the ‘good’ and the ‘bad’, immersed in  love and gratitude for all the blessings, the wonder of God’s all-inclusive Love.

If you would like to learn more about the Child, read William Samuel's book "The Child Within Us Lives!"  
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Wednesday, September 3, 2014

The Internal Clock


A marvelous new Event is about to begin for mankind, if it hasn't already. That Event will be, in part, the “discovery” of another force in nature, the edge of a greater dimension that, when understood, will put everything relative to life, space, time, matter and our human society into new and unexpected perspective. Our physical sciences stand at the edge of this discovery already—and where science stands presently, mankind is sure to follow because the world trusts its pragmatic provers. This Event has already broken through to touch individuals here and there. Its power and new dimension have been quietly proven and put to work in the world. Science will shortly confirm this, but lo, human sciences, by their very nature, will be unable to show us how to use this inner Event. Science gave us nuclear power but was unable to prevent our destructive use of it.

Well, now. This is the sort of finding of a greater dimension one would have expected to emerge from the ongoing religions, from the new metaphysicians or the avant garde. Rather, it will come from the particle physicist, the mathematician, the astronomer, the new cosmologist and the childlike dreamer, precisely for the reason that their thinking is ongoing and not so bound by the creeds, dogmas and solidified interpretations of scriptures which bind the Hindu, the priest, the Zen student, the rabbi, metaphysician and minister—and, especially, the ordinary churchman. 

The two dimensional caterpillar is just one dimension away—one internal effort of it's own—from another stage in its own development. When it emerges from its inner writhing within the cocoon, it has entered the next dimension of its affairs and, lo, the old order of blindness has passed away. The caterpillar has become sighted and everything around him is amazing and wonderful to his new eyes. Limited before to the strides a caterpillar can make with its little legs, now the new creature—butterfly—has wings to fly through fields undreampt before.

Similarly, the cicada, living in the darkness of the earth for most of its life, feeding on the roots of trees, begins to feel a stirring within himself which is so dramatic it causes him to let go the familiar source of food and begin pushing against the black earth surrounding him. Like the caterpillar, he wriggles and writhes his way into another dimension of light, color expanded dimensions and new freedom.

Consider the remarkable clock that brings the cicada to do this. Some of these creatures are on a seventeen-year cycle. Here in Alabama they go from alpha to omega in thirteen years. After that long span in the blackness of the earth, something within them causes a stirring, so accurately timed that the bug emerges at precisely the moment necessary to evade his foe and survive—like a quartz clock of solar precision fashioned by an angel physicist. The clock waits thirteen years, seventeen years, and suddenly clicks on at precisely the right moment in time. 

Well, just such a clock has been switched on in quantum mankind. Friend-reader, there is another entire dimension of existence for each of us and it is just an instant away—a minute internal “awakening” away. That dimension has already begun to call our attention to itself, whether we want it so or not. Men here and there are beginning to act differently. The attuned eye can see it. The sensitive heart can feel it. There are many in the world who know intuitively and undeniably that something spectacular is already happening—and they are right. It happened to me more than forty years ago, though I didn't know just what it was then—and twenty years were to pass before I really knew what it was. It changed my life in a most marvelous way, and since that time I have been made aware that nearly identical experiences have happened to hundreds more. 


An inner Light tells me that people have clocks within them as certainly as the rest of the creatures in nature. We know something of this already. Puberty kicks in at a certain stage, then the mating and homing urges, et al, throughout our human span. But, listen, listen, something new and marvelous is presently happening to QUANTUM MANKIND. A new, worldwide “urge” has begun. To this time in time, only a few have been made fully aware of this mystifying insight. A strange new disquiet and discontent. New urgings that have no rational explanation because they have never been felt by mankind at large, nor written of in words easily understood. We are seeing signs of this Divine Clock already in the bizarre behavior of this group and that. We've been blaming “civilization” or television or something else for the strange twists and turns mankind has begun to perform internally and respond to externally. Recently we have taken to calling it anxiety, stress, informational overload and so forth. Something deeper is on the edge of exploding. The Divine Discontent that some of us have struggled with all our lives is soon to stir all humanity, bewildering all but those who know what it is and what is happening. Those who know are those who have had early access to these urgings and have responded in small ways.

While all of us suspect there is more to life than the human scene, a universal recognition is sure to come that INDEED there IS Something Else—another dimension spread over the human experience. As we said, it is likely that science will confirm it first.


Imagine a plant that has lived in the desert for nearly a century, then finally prepares to bloom, seed and die, its seed to begin another century of time. Imagine, also, that this plant has a winter's rest each year and new growth each spring—and has been doing this for ninety-nine years. Then, via a clock that has been inside that plant from the very seed it sprang from, it slowly—or suddenly—begins the epic event. It starts to grow a stem and a bud thereon.

Can you imagine how the fragmented plant must be self-shaken by all this strange, new happening, so unaccustomed it is to blooming? The roots must wonder where they are supposed to send their nutrition NOW. The limbs wonder where the new growth is going—and why. The roots and leaves all send their substance into the new growth and finally to the flower itself. The leaves must complain that they are not receiving from the roots as before and the roots must wonder why the leaves are not giving to them as they have for ninety-nine years. “Tradition is being destroyed! We must stop this foolishness and return to the old values! This preparation of the bud is a shakingly new activity that embraces the plant now. The inner clock, dormant for ninety-nine years, has sprung into action and the century plant finally blooms, to seed and expire.

The real bloom, for which the plant was originally intended, forms, blooms and carries the plant's essences and imprints into its seed-self. All the other spring “bloomings,” the other cycles, the other events through the ninety-nine years have become as nothing compared to this final great blossoming which has been the purpose of the plant from the beginning—to prepare its seed for another field.

What has happened for some of us individually is soon to happen for all mankind. There are two views we mortals contain—the individual view and the quantum overview; the man-with-a-name's view and the holistic view. From the standpoint of a View I have been blessed to live, I see clear indication that a new world clock has been turned on in the SPECIES—in the Quantum Man, exactly as God turned it on in what appears the individual “me” forty years ago. Just as the century plant makes a final flowering at the end of its span, so the Tree of Life—appearing as humanity—is soon to begin a strange behavior from an unrelenting inner urge that will result, after much internal and external turmoil without precedent, in a New Bloom, a New Community. This divine stirring, different from all that has gone before in this pulse of events for eleven thousand years, will bring mankind to re-examine his values; rethink his ideas and belief; retest his religions and philosophies, his governments and systems, and find them woefully inadequate; thence to turn within himself into a subjective view of life, to discover the very Essence of Self-within—the Child of God.

These events, already begun, will become quantum—every man alive feeling and responding, flailing positively or negative, responding in all ways, unable to find respite in the former things.


The world has begun the travail that ends in the birth of the Child within—Messiah, Redeemer, Savior!—closer than breathing, closer than fingers and toes, not far off but here all the while. What is more, we will see THEN that this Event, the “Birthing,” has every bit, each step of the way, been foreseen by the lights and prophets, Eastern and Western, above and below, first and last, male and female. More, all of this will be WONDERFUL—precisely what has been called for from the beginning—naught but GOOD going on—the REBIRTH of the Original Image of Godhead.

How do I know these things are true? I was shown all of this wonder forty years ago at the pond and didn't believe a bit of it—no way!—but, in the years since, having been faithful to the Vision, having been tested by it and forced to live it, its veracity PROVEN line upon line, precept upon precept, here a little, there a little; and having found confirmation for every Glimpse given, and having LIVED the Quantum of Mind as Awareness confirmed—and tested by THAT—I have been told these many years later to WRITE my findings to my inner Selfhood and “prepare the way” for the Child's rebirthing and reappearance in “the world.” I have done that as best I could. 

By the time this book is published, the “quantum appearing” of the divine discontent will have kicked in for the world-at-large. Not bad, but GOOD happening. The Child, the “Children of God” will survive.