William Samuel

William Samuel
William Samuel

Saturday, December 21, 2013

What Christmas Is All About



"Ojai Christmas Night"  By Sandy Jones

Celestial Song 


WHAT CHRISTMAS IS ALL ABOUT

By William Samuel

Asked directly "When will the New World come?" the Light of Christmas replied to his disciples, "What you expect has come but you know it not." Our prosperous and fearless life is HERE, awaiting simple, childlike acknowledgment. This "Illumination" of our life is sure and certain. We cannot escape it. King David said, "If I say the darkness shall cover me, even the night shall be a light around me….if I make my bed in hell…even there shall thy hand lead and thy right hand shall hold me." The Christmas Season ever marks the birth of--the personal recognition and acknowledgment of-God as all, God as only. The Christ is the Truth and the Truth is here, ALREADY bestowing its gifts. To the human sense of things it only awaits our recognition and acceptance. We DO it and the "new world" appears.

Only the Truth is true. Only the Real is real. Whatever the evidence of poverty, unemployment and fear, there is no reality to it. To the real of us, to the Truth of us, to the Child of us, Deific Allness-God-is still at the helm. In Truth our welfare does not lie in the hands of government and its people but lives securely, prosperously, harmoniously and fearlessly in the Truth of Being, in the Light of Life. The Lights of the world have told us this for generations and every student of Truth must admit it is true.

CHRISTMAS IS THE FEARLESS CHILD WE ARE

If the joy of this season has lessened over the years for us, it is the consequence of old-world weariness-the intellectual struggle to measure up to human demands and the weight of guilt we bury ourselves beneath: the guilt of age, the guilt of failing health and diminishing vigor, the guilt of fear, the guilt of GUILT.

If one wishes to joy in the holidays again as in those days of yore when the child-heart of us nearly exploded with anticipation-if we would enjoy those Christmas pleasures again with enthusiasm unabated by years-we can. We can! We need only uncover the HEART again. We need only put intellectualism aside for a time and let the child-heart sing.

We really ARE children at heart and remain so eternally. No matter how one's world may seem this day, the Child of us still lives! Our years past are the adult lived in vain-that we might RECOGNIZE the Child we are again! The WHOLE Child, the Christ Child, right here, right now!

The tender heart, in moments of honesty and childlikeness, will at special moments allow one to become aware of a new heaven and earth; a new land of perfection and well-being, already present here and now, spread over the whole face of the land--and a perfect harmony that has always been here as our very own Life and Being. It is as though, in these moments of inner clarity, the resistless Child of us allows something to flow from the peripheral unconscious into the conscious; as if, for a moment, the ego-playing mask is put aside and in an instant we see, hear, feel and know some small aspect of Being unseen before. This knowing comes with its own grace and absolute certainty- -----for a moment.

For a moment? Why just a moment?

Listen gently: However unregenerate, scarlet and guilty we may think we are, these special moments are not uncommon to any of us. They happen often but are so quickly under attack. While they arrive like a cooling, healing rain on parched land, though they come like a breath of fresh air, like sunshine, like a smile, like a gentle touch, like laughter, like the song of a nigh bird in the midst of a dark and sleepless night, they come also like a swinging, sundering sword, like a sharp spike that shakes, shatters, slaps and sickens the old nature of us and sends the fearful of us back to the ego-defences again-that puts the old mask in place again.

For me-and I can speak of no other experience with authority-each new glimmer of Light has come from my anguish, helplessness and childlikeness. Yet, it was only a matter of days, hours, minutes until that very glimmer had so aroused and angered the intellect of me, the adult of me, the great "common sense" and smartness of me, that I would shove the New Light back into the darkness of intellectualism. "I was just carried away. It was the emotion of the moment." I would say, attempting to limit the Illimitable to an explanation, as the intellect ever insists!

But, Reader, now I know-I KNOW without doubt or reservation, "without purpose of evasion"-that the immaculate Child is everpresent to disclose the utter simplicity of Being and its ALL-rightness! Yes.

Yes, this is so! The Child of us LIVES!

Who sees the sparkling stars? Who enjoys the brighted Christmas tree, hears the carol, smells the yule log and scented candle? Whose Life is there but God-Life-I?

Where is the bell tower that heralds the season? Where falls the soft snow? Where is the laughing face, the ribboned gift, the mistletoe and the vision of sugar- plums? Here! Here as Identity-I! Here as the Child-awareness that God-Life is! Here as the very one WE are.

Yes! The One WE are.

Joyful Season from Woodsong, William Samuel (1986)





If you would like further guidance in understanding any of William Samuel's work based on Self discovery - you are welcome to contact me, Sandy Jones  -- samuelandfriends@gmail.com - Ojai, California -   





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Wednesday, November 27, 2013




CHRISTMAS IS THE CHILD I AM                    By William Samuel 

The Christmas Season is more than the matter of a few days.  Christmas is the Heart’s Season and the Heart is forever.  Christmas is Love’s Season and Love is without end.  Christmas is the season that belongs to children and there is no time when we are not children.

What is meant by the Christmas Story of “the coming of the Christ”?  The Christ is the Truth.  The Truth is the Christ.  Truth ‘comes’ as a dawning.  The Christ is our discovery of the Truth we are.  The yearned-for Messiah is none other than the here and now awareness awakened to the meaning of these words.  Does not the Christ say, “I am the truth”?  We declare without doubt or hesitation that we are the Presence of the living Comforter come to “set all things straight.”  We take this Identity unto the Self and live it.  We gird up the loins and live it. 

Somewhere along the line comes the truthful (Christ-full) discovery that we are not a finite body containing life, awareness, within it, but that we are awareness, Life, Love, containing all bodies within “us”.  Reader, for me that awakening is the Christmas of the Christ-I-am—a pure and pristine Light out of a new day, immaculately conceived, untouched by the world—a holy Child born in a manger.  But a child beset quickly by the intellectual Herod I fancied myself to be.

The child we are survives, however.  The child of Light “grows strong” and dares, with simple honesty and actions that coincide, to challenge the fiction for the fraud it is.  This is your Season, Reader.  This season commemorates your Self-discovery.  This Christmas is YOU.  The pealing bells, the carols, the holly leaves, the laughter, red noses, plum pudding, tinsel and happy tears are yours.  These things, every one, are ours.  They are us.  They are Identity.  This holy season is the merriment that Love is and it commemorates our own Identity discovered.  

The discovery may seem to do with time, but the Discovered and the Discoverer are eternal, quite beyond the clock, above the measure of months, more than can be circumscribed by strings of twinkling lights or the jingle of bells.  Love is the measure of this Season.  Love tells its story.  Unbound, honest, simple, gentle and childlike LOVE is the gift we open and the gift we are.

THE GIFT 

At this moment it seems to me that we have a most important “mission”.  It is to discover and live the Christ-Love we are that we may be found to be the comforter of this world of images
that appears within the Selfhood that Awareness is.  As I be lifted up,” says the Christ, “all mankind shall be lifted likewise and drawn unto Me.”

We give the gift of Childlikeness to our world.  We give the gift of unbounded joy.  We give the gift of tenderness that warms the Heart and brings the soft breath of happiness, the tender touch and the unrestrained tear of gratitude.

We tell the story of Identity.  We tell the weary who they are.  We show them the Kingdom of their heritage.  We hand them their scepter and point to the limitless Light of Love
which is their dominion.  We look up and out and “show unto mankind his uprightness.  This is the Father’s business, so let us be at it.

Dear Mary and John, 

Happy Christmas to you folks!  This Christmas Season finds a New Star in the Heavens—this one to tell those with ears to hear of the New Jerusalem wherein there is neither sorrow nor darkness, nor age nor death.  

The Holy City is already the fact, you know.  Isness is the totality of all Being within which there is nothing that makes a lie.  In all singleness there is nothing to make it dual, and we do not have to wait to see this fact!  While there presently appear to be an inside and an outside, a here and a not-here, a now and a not-now, all these things are only aspects of the Whole, the All—for which this Awareness “we” are is the activity.

Mind (1) aware (2) of Itself (3) is a Holy Trinity Itself.  “Itself” knows these three are One Mind, one Love.

Well, this started out to be a simple Christmas greeting.

Don’t you forget that all the carols and bright lights, decorations and happy children are for you!  Who else is the Christ?


WE COME HOME TO CHILDLIKENESS

The Christmas Season commemorates our own awakening, birth of the Christ Truth within, arrival of our own Identity.  The Christmas Season marks the prodigal’s return from the land of husks.  This is the time when the fires of the hearth are rekindled—the time for coming home.

Coming home to what?  To consciousness, to Identity, to the heritage promised us from the beginning, to the Love we are, to the carefree Child we are, to warmth and tenderness, simplicity and gentleness—to the happiness that REALITY is!

Reader, if I could give you the gift of childlikeness, I would.  But this is our nature already—and this is the only nature that comes to see, accept and live the Real.  Intellectuality decries the season, anxious to explain it and then to have it over.  But childlikeness sees the sparkle of silver tassels all year.  Childlikeness listens to the laughter of angels every minute.  Childlikeness tastes the sweet sugarplums of Simplicity right here, right now—and feels the gentle Love of Christmas forever!  

From THE AWARENESS OF SELF-DISCOVERY  by William Samuel



If you would like further guidance in understanding any of William Samuel's work based on Self discovery - you are welcome to contact me, Sandy Jones  -- samuelandfriends@gmail.com - Ojai, California -   





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Friday, September 27, 2013

Home



 Home

By Sandy Jones 


The beauty of this discovery of our Real Identity, the Child, it that every one will have his own unique words, and ways of expressing it. Because when you find It, you actually find yourself, so it is very personal and very familiar to you. You know when you find it, you will feel like you came home. There is no doubt about it. You find a deep and abiding peace within you, it is you because you know who you are.  It's a match made in Heaven, truly.

 There are no words to define this Infinite Love that we have come to know. This Living Presence, this Illimitable Being, is Life Itself and It it the very Light of your soul, the very self you are. 

When you find yourself, you become your own authority. You have broken free from teachings, leaders, dogma and indoctrination. You have no need to follow. You are your own Light, fully aware that you are into the wellspring of the Divine. You are alone with all that is, the entire world is who you are and it flowing with you and through you, moving you. 

We fine our own sweet childlike joy, and it is enlightened indeed, it is clear and bright and unbound.  I am running with this holy Child of mine. The illumination and enlightenment I found is nothing like what I thought it would be. Nothing like it. It is a zillion times better, more wondrous and so real, authentic and it's me, it's mine.  

For me, I have found an ongoing, ever flowing, moving, living, unfolding joy and wonder and delight of being who I am. The soul of myself is illimitable, intelligent, alive and free.  

 What i did find is that the Truth isn't bound to meet human expectations. And God is still a mystery to me, but i know this self I am, this self of me is made in the perfect image of this Ineffable Ever Present Life being all that I am. And I grow clearer every day.  

Truth, Realty, Love, Peace, Illumination is you, yourself, you are the one you were looking for. You are your one and only Love that you find. The one you have always known.  

 The Child I am carries nothing, I am loosened from all concepts of what enlightenment might look like or act like or say or do.  I let that whole idea go. And I don't sit still, I don't meditate- but I am full of giggles and joy and laughter, vitality. I feel like a kid again.  It's just so easy to be with My Self Now. Comfortable, safe, Home, Knowing Everything Is Alright. Yes, It is True. It happened, I came Home, I found My Self.

There are no teachers Here-as-I am, there are no absolutes as I live in this Absolute Infinite Light of My Self.

You are It, and It is Living, Alive, Vital, it is the Living Truth and You are Life Itself. 

We find freedom - it is this Living Beauty, we are the Light of Life, The Living One, the Gift, The Perfect One you are the one you longed for, the Love of your Life is Your Self.

Happy Trails to You,  Love,  Sandy  



If you would like further guidance in understanding any of William Samuel's work based on Self discovery - you are welcome to contact me, Sandy Jones  -- samuelandfriends@gmail.com - Ojai, California -   






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Thursday, June 20, 2013

Secret Revealed

Mystical Mountain"  - By Sandy Jones 
www.woodsongjournals.com 


Gospel of Thomas
[5]. Jesus says: "Know what is before your face, 
and what is hidden from you will be revealed to you. 
For nothing hidden will fail to be revealed!"


The Secret Revealed - June 2013    By Sandy Jones

In his second book "The Awareness of Self-Discovery," printed in 1970, William Samuel tells us this rather curious and inspiring story. 

“Some years ago I was honored to be the first American student of a renowned teacher in India. For fourteen days a group of us sat at the feet of this "Master," during which time he spoke not one word—not so much as a grunt—until the final day when he bade us farewell and assured us we had learned much. 

And to my surprise, I had. It took months before the seeds of those silent days began to sprout one by one, revealing that there are indeed many things for which the uptight, recondite babble of books and teachers is more hindrance than a help.”

_______

Over the years I have been asked many times if I knew who this "renowned teacher" was. My answer being that I did not know. William passed away, keeping this secret to himself. There was no one else I could ask about it. Apparently he never told anyone.

Many felt that it was Sri Ramana Maharshi--and I suspected this too.  However, I let the whole thing go because after some searching for the answer, I had come up with only a very good guess. William simply did not want it known and I should leave it be in respect to William’s wishes.

 That William would not tell others the name of this revered Indian teacher fits precisely into the things we know about William Samuel. He never wanted to be thought of as a leader with followers. He had no use for the idea of lineage. And he avoided, at all costs, being put on a pedestal. 

 Here are some of William’s words in reference to this: 

"To whatever extent I allow Samuel to be the object of praise and veneration (instead of God-self) to that same extent I create the tangible situation which must appear to bring Samuel down in the eyes of the venerator. That is self-flagellation I can do without. It is difficult enough already for the few of us on earth who have been given the task of waging worldwide battle against the power of belief. Most tenacious among those beliefs is the insanity that one must be either a leader or a follower. Allness leads what? Singleness follows whom? The Seminal Idea discloses Identity to be nothing less than the Ineffable's very own Self-awareness!" 

William makes many statements along these lines throughout his work.  

William preferred not to be labeled, categorized or assigned to any religion, particular study, nor tied to any spiritual teaching. He would say "We are gathering of folks from all walks of life, people of all religions and philosophical outlooks, Easter and Western. He should go on to say "We are neither a group nor an organization. We are unbeholden and unattached to leaders or an intermediary. The Seminal Idea of Truth is capable of standing on its own. We spend no time worshiping the fountain, rather, we drink the water."   

So, it was no wonder he told no one the name of the renown silent "Master" he had visited in India. William's mention of this visit with this teacher was to point out that much Light can be communicated without words.

In William’s own words:  "We honor the Light that is Life, that every person is. We may very well appreciate a mirror that speaks to us with clarity and honesty--and we may consider that mirror unique among mirrors--but the authority lies with the awareness that looks into that mirror, and not the mirror."  

It was now 17 years after William’s passing. He had given me all copyrights to his literary material. I'd been asked by so many who that silent Master Indian teacher  was and by now, it seemed I was meant to know the answer. I was sensing a stirring in me -- I heard an inner voice say “Sandy, it’s time to reveal who this renowned Master was.” 

 So I asked the Infinite Universe, saying "If you want me to share the name of this Master teacher, you will have to lead me to someone who knows the answer. You will have to help me, show me some evidence, or speak to me from Heaven somehow.  And then I will share it with integrity, knowing I have your permission."  

Well, it was not but a few weeks from my prayerful request, when I was led to the answer. It was confirmed; William had been the first American, in April 1944, during his time at war in China, he had gone to India, to spend two weeks with Ramana Maharshi. 
  
Here is how I found this confirmation:  I was looking up link connections to William Samuel on the internet. Wanting to see how many other links there were to William Samuel. I was delighted to see there a growing number of links connected to his name. As one link led to another, I came across this very unusual and interesting website called "Wanderling" - with a mention of William Samuel.  I started to read-then, and totally unexpected, I found the answer we had all wanted to know.  Right there, as bright as a neon sign. It was magical. 

From there I scrolled down to "Four Special Cases" 

On his list of "Enlightened Individuals" Wanderling had met, right there, was the name WILLIAM SAMUEL.

Wanderling tells this story; 
 In 1944 he (Wanderling) was 10 years old and living at the Ashram of Ramana Maharshi.  Wanderling had a friend there, the same age, named Adam Osborne.  Adam was the son of Arthur Osborne (1906–1970) who was an English writer on spirituality and mysticism, and an influential disciple and biographer of Ramana Maharshi.  Adam and his mother (Arthur Osoborne's wife) were living at the Ashram, along with this boy who now calls himself "Wanderling"-- when, as he tells it, in April of 1944 William Samuel a 21 year old U.S. Infantry Captain came to visit Ramana Maharshi near the hill of Arunachula in India.  
The following is in Wanderlings words excerpted from his website:  

 Even then I did not remember nor know I had met him (William Samuel) until I was told so by a friend. The friend was a person from my early childhood named Adam Osborne, who I had lost contact with over the years but, quite by accident re-made acquaintance with years later as an adult. Osborne was basically raised at the ashram of Sri Ramana from a very young age to a teenager.  So said, he was there when I was there. After I left, years and years went by, when one day in northern California we inadvertently crossed paths.
Osborne and I kept in contact with each other on and off a little bit for a few years following that meeting until it just faded away. Interestingly enough during one of those short lived contacts, out of the blue, he brought up Giri Valam, circumambulation of the holy hill Arunachala and how it related to the two of us. Osborne's father had died in 1970 and Osborne told me that sometime prior to his father's death a man by the name of William Samuel had contacted him in the U.S. and expressed an interest in meeting his father. In their conversation Samuel told him that he and Osborne (the younger) had met at Ramana's ashram in India in 1944 and that during his stay, on the full moon of which he thought was April of that year, he, Osborne and another young boy and a few other people including Osborne's mother, circumambulated Arunachala. Osborne emphasized the younger boy aspect with me specifically because Samuel thought, Osborne guessed, that the other boy (me) was Osborne's brother --- a twin brother --- because of our age, size, body build and look-alike curly haired mop tops.
The month before, 1500 miles east across the sub-continent edging up along the Burmese border the Japanese launched a three division invasion into India. Quickly outstretching their supply lines and hoping to replenish their local needs by overtaking British, American and Indian garrisons, etc. while their lifelines caught up, didn't happen. For the most part, three months later, met by stronger than expected Allied response and caught in the monsoons, the Japanese were forced into retreat dying of malaria and starving to death --- in the end losing over 80,000 men.
In the early stages of that invasion the aforementioned William Samuel, then a 21 year old captain in the U.S. Army and a veteran of three years fighting with the Chinese Nationalist army against the Japanese in China was apparently called over to the India side of things and somehow must have finagled some much needed R & R, ending up at the Ramana ashram for a week or so in April. Before the war ended he was long back and fully entrenched in China, again fighting along side Chinese troops retaking Ishan, Liuchow and Kweilin. Interestingly enough, ten years later, after being called back into the army for the Korean War and in the height of battle, Samuel experienced nothing less than the infinite, breaking through to full Attainment.
So, even though you might say I met William Samuel, it was years before his Awakening. It wasn't until well into my adult years that I realized a meeting even occurred (via Osborne) and, although in my travels I had heard of William Samuel, I never put together the timing of the events. Sad to say, after Osborne told me about Samuel I never got around to seeking him out. " -- (The Wanderling-Enlightened Individuals I Have Met)  

Well, there was my answer I had asked the Universe to bring me.  It was certain. 

William, really was the first American visitor to sit with Sri Ramana Maharshi.  And clearly, William had walked around Arunachala, with Arthur Osborne's wife, Osborne's son, a small group of guests, and other youngsters, during the full moon in April 1944. 

So, now let's read William's words again, knowing what we know now:

“Some years ago I was honored to be the first American student of a renowned teacher in India. For fourteen days a group of us sat at the feet of this "Master," during which time he spoke not one word—not so much as a grunt—until the final day when he bade us farewell and assured us we had learned much.

And to my surprise, I had. It took months before the seeds of those silent days began to sprout one by one, revealing that there are indeed many things for which the uptight, recondite babble of books and teachers is more hindrance than a help.”

I felt that this discovery was William telling me it was time to share who this Master teacher was. 

I wrote to Wanderling, but I do not get a reply as yet.  

Searching for Adam Osborne, I found he had died in 2007.  

I want to thank “Wanderling” and Adam Osborne for being a part of this wonderful story that has unfolded for me and for us all.  Also the fact that I found Wanderlings story at all, or that he even wrote about this “out of the blue’ discussion he had about William with his friend Adam.  And that he posted it.  And that I found it.  What a gift this is to me.  

 It all confirms the perfectly wonderful ways the Sweet Mystery of Life continues to show us Its Blessings and Wonders in such kind and magical ways.

And also, I know that without this Heart felt childlike wonder that William told me to find - without this hoy Child that leads me - none of this would have unfolded so magically and perfectly as it did.  

Much love to Wanderling for his help and mystical connection to me. I thank him for sharing his stories and for his gracious words that allowed the mystery to be discovered after so very many years.  Wanderling was, really, the only one who knew the secret.  It's all a genuine miracle that his Light was there for me to find when things were ready to be revealed -- 

 And thank you to William and to Ramana for conspiring to make these connections happen.  It is my joy to know you are both somewhere romping like little children in the Meadow of Heaven's delights.  

Love to all, Sandy 

Some time later - since first writing this story, Wanderling has gotten in touch with me, but he never reveals his real name to me. He has been an angel in this whole magical scenario. I want him to know how much I love him for his beautiful heart that shared exactly what I needed, what we all wanted to know, at exactly the time this long held secret was ready to be revealed. 

Since connecting with Wanderling, he has expanded his page about William Samuel. It's a beautiful page with some photos I sent him. If you want to read more, please visit Wanderling's pages:     http://the-wanderling.com/soldiers_story.html

If you would like further guidance in understanding any of William Samuel's work based on Self discover you are welcome to contact me, Sandy Jones - samuelandfriends@gmail.com - Ojai, California -   

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