William Samuel

William Samuel
William Samuel

Friday, July 1, 2016

CRACK IN THE ARMOR

"Joy Sings"  by Sandy Jones 
Celestial Song 

Excerpt from "The Child Within Us Lives!"  by William Samuel 

THE CRACK IN THE ARMOR OF THE WORLD

Nearly everyone understands that the sound of thunder follows the flash of lightning; fewer understand that the flash we see with the eyes is also delayed in time, that the flash follows the actual bolt of lightning by a fraction of a fraction of a second. If you explode a giant firecracker on top of Double Oak Mountain, you will see the flash there before I see it here two miles away, just as you will hear the explosion before I do. Light travels at a finite speed. The flash is fast but not instantaneous. 

Now, let me ask: Do you see that there is Something prior to your own world-view of people, places and things? That is, the image I see across the room—or even in the mirror in front of me—has Something that precedes my view of it, delayed in time by a fraction of a fraction of a second, just like the explosion on the distant hill. As you and I sit here talking to one another, you see your own hands folded in your lap before I do. Our views of your hands seem to be simultaneous, but they are not. At least, not in the space, time world. Everyone thinks, “But we see each other at virtually the same time,. What difference can a billionth of a billionth of a second make?” Ask a particle physicist how much difference that amount of time can make!

Years ago when I first discovered the subjective nature of the tangible universe and realized there was Something Else standing behind everything the world calls material—I called it Principle then—I realized that this knowledge should allow me to see evidences of that prior Principle—perfection where I had been seeing sickness, life in place of death. But such evidences or “demonstrations” did not always come to me on schedule or in the manner I expected. There was no consistency. It wasn't until I discovered the “chink in the armor of matter” that I began having repeatable demonstrations, as the scientist would call their experiments. That chink has to do with space, time and the speed of light. The crack appeared when the logical mind of me could concretely understand why and how it wasn't possible to look outside myself-as-consciousness and see something there instantaneously in time, but I could look within consciousness-as-Awareness and perceive SELFHOOD immediately. Then, that knowledge in hand, I could expect the image “out there” to confirm my Self-knowing, “precept upon precept”—and it did. It does. It must.

Who can explain this miracle to another? There certainly seem to be those within myself who are given to understand the “subjective idea” and those who are not. I do not know why so few understand—especially metaphysicians—but I can guess with assurance that this is the reason men like Jesus have said throughout linear history, “Let him who has ears to hear, understand.”

Now, we come to the wonder of wonders. Suppose I get up in the morning, look into the mirror and see that image in front of me looking like death itself? What am I to do? I know that the Awareness doing the looking precedes that image in world time! As Awareness, I am pure and perfect, no matter WHAT the mirror tells me—or the doctor tells me or anyone else. Identified as Awareness Itself, I exist before time and space I precede time and space. I precede the feelings of the body or any of its appearances. There is an instant of an instant of a second which permits, as time and space go, the misty, ordinary light to intrude with a delineating picture of things. I do not have to accept those appearances as final—nor continue to believe the humanly expected, causal, linear relationships to unfold in space and time as the world predicts.

If I hold out my hand and see evidences of the most horrible sight there—a huge cancer, say, or an angry, sullen mate—I know that there is a lag between what I am and what I see—and that same lag permits the real Light of Truth to alter the tangible seeing with a picture of goodness! If a mother looks out and sees the sight of her child falling under the wheels of a great red truck, she does not HAVE to see the mangled consequences of death and destruction following in time—because the Glimpse of healing Truth comes in that instant of an instant and is perpetually HERE to be seen when we look for it and confidently expect it. As the physicist or mathematician would say, the Glimpse contains “infinite possibilities” within itself.

But, my friend, I had to know why I didn't have to accept the appearance before I could expect to look back into the mirror again and see CONFIRMATION of the immaculate nature of Awareness being confirmed in time and space. Again, I don't know why I had to know that, but I did. Perhaps you must, too—if you expect to see the marvelous confirmations in your experience that I have seen in mine. (This is not the only requirement, of course. There is still the matter of what one is to DO with the glimpse and how one is to live the Equation of living.)

When the physicist or astronomer begins to take the prior consciousness of himself, the experimenter, into account—and begins to examine the awareness which is an integral part of every experiment (and precedes it in time), he will be able to prove the miraculous, even as I have. Why not? The difficulty for the scientist, as for each of us, is turning from self to Self. The old nature of us has many vested interests and doesn't want to be forsaken. I don't believe my world “out there” is going to appear concerned about the perfect Child within themselves that precedes tangibility in time and space until a common disaster looms for all mankind. Could that be what is turning the distant sky so dark and making all that thunder in the far places? Perhaps, but the disaster doesn't have to happen. What can we do to avert it? We find the Child and live the Child's Equation.
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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Something Marvelous

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"Morning Sunshine"  by Sandy Jones 
Celestial Song 

Excerpt from "The Child Within Us Lives!" by William Samuel 
LETTER TO LAUREL
Dear Laurel,
Yes, the Child is the Guide—ever available, closer than fingers and toes, our very Selfhood.
But all of us are humbled first. We are MADE to bow our arrogance and human dreams before Something Unseen. THEN, the Child comes alive, pulling us, pushing us, kicking us up the mountain, past every human mess, past all the old temptations, through the most amazing, intricate, narrow pathway which is one Child wide. You are on your way Laurel! The Christ Child of your very Selfhood will NEVER leave you nor forsake you—and it is a Mystery of Mysteries. 

There is Something Marvelous, and it all has to do with our WILLINGNESS to surrender the me-sense to God—and to accept SELF as subservient to Godhead.

I know why this perception comes so slowly to metaphysicians—and with such reluctant surprise: Because of the built-in metaphysical insistence that we, as the “real Identity,” ARE God. Not so, not so, simply not so. We would like for that to be so, and we rationalize that it is in the name of GOD AS ALL IN ALL. But exactly as the Carpenter said time and again, only God is God, and we are the Children of God. “My Father is greater than I.” Yet, “My Father and I are one.”

 The Child is pure and perfect, without sore knees or high blood pressure, without a tribulation, without a battle with age/time/space/world that It doesn't UNDERSTAND as GOOD going on—and then see confirmation of that good.
Ever since the “beginning,” the human problem has wavered between the same two ridiculous extremes: The attempt to be a separate self hood apart from God and the attempt to BE God. Both end in the prolongation of the Discipline, the world not understood.
“Lest ye become as children,” said the One who had it straight. It is hidden from the wise but revealed to the simple and childlike.
Laurel, along the way I found the Absolute which called God ALL. Then I worked very hard to make God all. Then I tried ever harder to make Bill God. Then, brought to my knees, I found how NOTHING in ITSELF Bill (and Bill's world) is—but how marvelous LIFE is. Then I learned that Life, Awareness, belongs to God—and that Awareness, Life ITSELF, is the CHILD, the Image of God! With the Child's help, I somehow managed to let go the me-sense who was trying so hard to understand God, and found myself already living as the Child of God, holding God's hand every step of the rugged discipline's way. Suddenly—or precept upon precept, here a little, there a little—the “world” was revealed for what the world IS—and I consciously became less Bill and more Child.
The absolute position of metaphysics is a step along the way—our most arrogant time. But the demand has ever been, to learn LIFE'S lessons and let go the imposter who believes he OWNS Life and its bodies. That word “surrender” is in all the holy books of the world, and it is an accurate word in my own experience which is all I can really tell about. 
Yes, as you said, we can let our human arrogance go, our pride of accomplishment, our human attainments, even the pride in our lessons learned, and do it ON THIS SIDE OF “THE GRAVE” if we really want to. But it takes the doing. In actual fact. More than profession. It takes a real “turn around” and return to the Child Heart within us—“in dust and ashes” humility. You've DONE that, my gentle Laurel, LOVE takes in a Stranger. The Stranger is the very Child of God we are. 
In the tangible sense of limit/world/measure/time and space, we (as a measuring mortal) are all brought to zero in this world or the next.
The surrender is traumatic but it is worth it!
Upon the surrender to the Ineffable Unknowable Beyond time and space, we are shown a marvel of marvels and given a subjective world to reign over. 
Every word of this is TRUE, as you are slowly and PERFECTLY learning, Laurel. You've learned it just as I did. We loose and unbind our world, DOING for it as we can. That doing is essential.
You will have the strength, the means and the ability to do what you are intended to do here in the linear world of time's unfolding. But we're brought to bow before God first—most of us in our extremity, and most of us unwillingly. This is true especially for those who have heard a different drummer and and have hewn their own pathway in the world. Even that is as nothing before God. But, becoming “nothing before God” becomes ALL POWER in the new world. You will see. It is amazing and wonderful.
Excerpt From "The Child Within Us Lives! A Synthesis of Science, Religion and Metaphysics" By William Samuel



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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Monday, June 27, 2016

Music, Metaphor and Magic



Love Song  - by Sandy Jones 

From A Guide to Awareness and Tranquillity  by William Samuel 


Music, Metaphor and Magic  

The beauty of this Self discovery is that we find ourself back in the world, renewed and full of youthful exuberance and joy. From A Guide to Awareness and Tranquillity, William Samuel explains this and more: 

“The musician begins with the principle of music, not the discord. The mathematician begins with the principle of his science, not the error. WE BEGIN AS THE IMMACULATE, PRISTINE, PURE AND PERFECT IDENTITY WE ARE ALREADY, not the personal sense of things, not the world’s ideas, opinions and judgement of things. We ‘begin’ with God, the ALL that Isness is, and rejoice at the wonders this ever new view reveals. We LET that Mind be us which IS the awareness of the Truth we are. 

“Awareness is the common denominator which includes ALL. 

“Nor is Awareness separate from the images within it, any more than the television screen is separate from the cowboys and commercials there. Therefore, we can see that our identification as awareness ITSELF is not a withdrawal from the world, from people or from the adventure of living. It is a withdrawal from our own valued opinions, notions and prejudices of them. 

“To the contrary, this work appears as revitalized interest in everything that appears as conscious identity (Awareness) – and that is everything! As we live childlike-awareness-being-effortlessly-aware, we find our daily experience expanding into undreamed of new action – plus the strength and means necessary for that action. Music comes from the principle of music. Music has an unseen fact behind it. That makes music a lot like God. God may just be the principle of music. That seems most likely. 

“Music, like God is a principle that can never be diminished. No matter how many songs are played the principle never runs out. God is the never ending Principle. Like music. I can make as much music as I like, write as many songs as I like, play as many tunes as I want and there is always more. 
“If the sheet of music is torn up the source, the principle is still perfectly whole. 


“The music exists because there is an unseen, untouchable, illimitable principle behind the music. Music is beyond the chords and beyond the notes and beyond the instruments used to play the tune. But the music I hear is the tangible evidence of something I cannot see and something that is an absolute fact.”
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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The Point of Interface



THE CHILD LIVED IN THE WORLD

Interface and Journal Tending


THE POINT OF INTERFACE

  We all want more Light. We all need and want the flow of Light for our Truth to be new, fresh and effective. In this regard, Jesus said, “If you bring forth that within yourselves, that which you have will save you.” So what do we do? It is confoundingly simple. We reach out to the Child within us. We talk to the Child we know is there. We do this initially by means of our journal and later by writing and talking to the “rest of ourself”—the Child “out there” in time and space.

  We write to the Child-I-Am with simple words in our private journal, exactly as we would talk to God. The Child of us IS the God of us and is our connection, our interface, with Godhead, Mountain Beyond Name. The Child is also our interface, with the entire tangible universe—Da Shan. It is as if the Real of us, the Child, holds God's hand with one hand and holds the world's hand with the other. We stand precisely in the middle between these two that are One, Godhead and Man. The Child is the Third—Logos. These three are one. 

LISTEN GENTLY ABOUT THE PLACE OF INTERFACE

  When one plays the piano, the point of interface between the player and the sounded music is exactly where his fingers touch the keys. The surface of the keys is the place where the inner music of the soul becomes the outer melody in the living room or concert hall. There is no space between the fingers and the keys, just as there is no space between the Child-of-us and our fingers as we write. The Child-Soul of us is where the melody is first heard.

  If one is a composer, the point of interface between the melody heard within and the melody the world hears “without,” is also at the tips of the composer's fingers—as he plays and as he writes those notes onto a piece of paper.

  So, the INTERFACE is WHERE the “inside becomes outside” and where, as we listen, the outside becomes inside. In the Thomas book, we hear Jesus say, “When you make the two one, and when you make the inner as the outer and the outer as the inner...then shall you enter the Kingdom.” 

  When one writes a letter or a book, the point of INTERFACE between the reader and writer is the tip of the writer's fingers and his heart, and the eyes that read and the reader's heart. There is no real space between the eyes, the Heart and the tips of the fingers. When the writer gets the fingers to state the Child-heart's feeling, the interface is completed, heart to heart.

  As I sit here writing these words at Woodsong's study desk piled high with books, papers and letters, the point of interface between the Child-Heart-I-am and the entire world of time's tangibility is the keyboard of the good Rabbi Moses Goldberg—the typewriter. The Child-Heart of me touches God on the one side, the word of time on the other. Reading these words, the reader goes straight to the writer's Heart—and to his own, simultaneously. As you will see very plainly in the days ahead, there is only one HEART, one child, one God. It is the same for all of us.

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INSIDE/OUTSIDE, OUTSIDE/INSIDE, THE CHILD'S INTERFACE

  Nothing, absolutely nothing, is more important than the following: In all existence, there is a “flow” involved. Be gentle with yourself and remember the flow of old. What was it? When we were children we interfaced with God and the world freely. Our imagination flowed without restraint into the world of people, places and things. By the same token, the world of people and things flowed freely into the child. We saw a frog (outside) and, presto, the imagination was off and running. Or, we thought of kings and queens (inside), and immediately the people walking up the street (outside) became part of the royal court (BOTH sides). 

Adulthood has woven a veil that hangs between the Child-heart and the world. The world outside has become the adult's reality, bound in time. The free-flowing exchange from inside to outside, outside to inside, has been interrupted and insulated by the unconscionable bastard we insist on being in linear time.

  Just as a stopped-up kitchen sink needs to flow again, it is necessary for us to regain to flow—outside/inside, inside/outside—moving freely again. Examining one's own thoughts is the necessary first step—and make no mistake, it is necessary. The Child thinks differently than the old man, as you are feeling already while the Child comes alive in your experience. Of course, writing is not the only way to examine one's thoughts (and thinking), but it is the most immediate way to do it by oneself.

  In human history, the “breakthroughs” to greater dimensions have inevitably occurred with writing playing a major part in the process—from the ancient forest wanderers to these final days of this civilizations, as physicists sit pondering their equations. The historic Jesus may have written only in the sand, but who can dispute he caused much to be written? So, we do this writing for ourself alone—without an intermediary between ourself and God. Who stands between the thinking and the thought but our Self? In the end, all the words being spoken and written in the name of Truth are as nothing compared to our OWN experienced interface with Reality—inside and outside.

  The instant a word of our own is written on the paper before us, our tangible scene has been altered—moved toward darkness or light, for better or worse, by that written (and spoken) word. If we keep the flow passing between the heart and the fingers that touch the world, the old bastard's barrier becomes less opaque and our experience in the world starts improving. As the Child of us shows us our birthright atop Da Shan (and we're quickly on our way the moment we take pen in hand), the climbing adult diminishes, the Child increases in consciousness, more and more—until, atop the mighty mountain of Kwangse, naught remains but the True Identity, the Child I am. 

  Despite all you have heard elsewhere, there is no way “There” short of finding and living the Child that IS there and everywhere. There are no shortcuts. No church can take us there. No doctrine can do it for us. We may lay metaphysical claim to our heritage until the jade eggs of Da Shan hatch, but we don't receive that heritage until we BECOME the Child in conscious, living action. 

Intellectualism has its place, but it doesn't take us home. The Child's conscious “return” to the peak of the mountain is accomplished in living fact before one gets off the temporal world's wheel of trials, tribulations, beginnings and endings, time and rebirth.

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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