War and Remembrance

As little kids back in the sixties in suburban West Coast Canada, my best buddy and I would spend a lot of our classroom time drawing war scenes on pieces of paper. Our depictions were filled with fun explosions and gunfire. Traditionally, the good guys always defeated the bad guys. That was less than twenty-five years after World War Two, which meant Americans against Nazi Germans. (“Achtung! Schweinehund!”) Sargent Rock and Sargent Fury were two of the action comic books that I’d sometimes read under my blankets at home when I was supposed to be sleeping. The world seemed so clearly laid out in black and white, and we were the triumphant heroes. Could I have imagined back then that I would marry and move to Europe decades later, and live a pleasant life in enemy territory?

In 2003 my wife inherited a cottage and property on a creek in the Vienna Woods from a deceased friend of her grandmother (these women had survived two world wars in Vienna, losing all their material wellbeing twice in one lifetime) in a small valley with seven hills that had established inns for travellers (twelve in its heyday!) and farms from way back in the twelfth century AD. Ten years later we received a surprise visit here by an old man who’s father had built the one room structure out of hand-sawn wooden beams, bricks and improvised mortar, and dug the six meter well, back in 1934. They had received the property because the father was employed on the railroad that ran through the village. This is where our visitor had happily grown up as a child. But then Hitler rose to power and all hell broke loose. At the end of the devastating war they moved to Vienna. But young Kurt experienced the relief from oppression of the evil regime here in his rural corner of Austria. When news of the fall came, in the one desperate night before the Russians swarmed in, the impoverished villagers broke into the Nazi headquarters and SS officer training centre* (that existed on an ancient country estate then, just a few blocks from the house where we now live in the village of ‘Eichgraben’, Oak Gully) and stole everything they could carry away. Apparently some homes in the area still have oak floorboards that were made off with that night from the Herrenhof. Even cobblestones from the new Autobahn (freeway/motorway) that was commissioned by Hitler nearby were stolen. A teenage friend of Kurt was caught with an unlicensed motorcycle by the police that were later assigned to come and inspect the village and it’s inhabitants. The boy was worried that they would confiscate it, but the friendly officer simply took a hammer and whacked a dent into it, declaring that it looked broken and that he could keep it! (They still use the old wartime civil-defence siren system here to alert the volunteer fire department members in cases of emergency, giving the haunting impression every time that bombs are about to fall.)

*(The dreaded SS had many secretive training centres throughout the Vienna Woods, where young men were brain-washed into becoming cold, calculating killing machines. Young ladies from the nearby farms and villages would sometimes be invited for dance evenings at the Herrenhof to pump the egos of the budding officers.)

It took a long time for me in Austria (where I arrived in 1986 to marry my sweet Viennese Fräulein … whom I had met in India!) to realize that every war memorial statue and roll of honour here praised the so-called bad guys killed in action. The fact really came home to me one day when I helped fill a scene full of SS officers as an extra in an American Broadcast Corporation television series called War and Remembrance. I was in Vienna’s Rathaus Keller (City Hall cellar) at a make-believe banquet, dressed as a Nazi (they paid me extra to have my blond hair shaven down to a crew cut) with two hundred other scary looking men, and a Hitler look-alike raving up on the podium. (What a jerk!) This was daily life here not long ago, and it’s been equally brutal in many other countries since.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/War_and_Remembrance_(miniseries)

In 1989 I spent a few weeks working in a one-hundred-and-fifty year old family-run shop in the heart of Frankfurt. My boss, like his parents and grandparents before him, did exclusive picture framing work. They had also all been Nazi supporters. So many times I had to listen to his assertions that the Allies did worse things than Hitler’s well-meaning assistants. Some evenings on the bus ride home I couldn’t help crying, so intense was the physical pain in my heart from those tangible, torturing vibrations.

My father-in-law, a very kind and intelligent, now retired, government official, was spared the fate that met most of the servants of das Dritte Reich. When, as a teenager in 1941, he was drafted and forced to quickly chose between serving as a Luftwaffe gunner or an aircraft warning observer, he was able to choose the safe position. His guardian angel placed him in an observation tower** outside of Paris where he saw no fighting. (His comrade fired some shots towards the ground one night, only to discover the next morning that it had been cows moving around down there in the dark.) Then, on the way to Hamburg to deliver a package, he put his hand through a train compartment window when their car jerked, and was declared unfit for battle because of a stiff thumb. He still remembers the moaning of wounded soldiers from the Soviet front in that Hamburg military hospital where he lay until his mother, undertaking the long journey from Vienna, rescued him and took him home. (It was about this time that my Dad lost his brother, Cliff, as the plane carrying him and other young recruits disappeared from the radar screens — see letter below.) She had organized his transfer through an important doctor that she knew. After his convalescence he was allowed to continue his studies, and heard about the end of the war over the radio in a friend’s apartment in Vienna’s fourth district on the eighth day of May, 1945 (where he was staying because the Allied Forces had been carpet bombing his neighbourhood near the main train station — my first home in Europe from 1986 till 1999). If the Germans had developed their radar technology sooner, or if that train hadn’t made a sudden stop, my wife may never had been born, as her father would certainly have been sent to battle and been killed, or died slowly as a prisoner-of-war in Russia, like his father.

**(By the time of the Battle of Britain in mid-1940, the Royal Air Force had fully integrated radar as part of the national air defence. By contrast, the German Funkmessgerät was neglected, partly due to Adolf Hitler’s prejudice against defensive measures, and failings by the Luftwaffe in coherently incorporating the new technology.)

Papa went on to serve his country for one and a half decades as head of the Regional Land Use Commission, receiving the national Decoration of Honour in recognition of his outstanding integrity and dedication, from the Chancellor, when he retired in 1987.

We might not experience all-encompassing war in Europe again*** (if the Western neocons don’t  provoke Russia into further defensive measures) but a similar firestorm is brewing in Asia and the Middle East as I write these words. May mankind soon choose enlightenment and benevolence over baser motivations. Surely we have been deeply prepared for that higher destiny.

Best wishes,
Edward

***(Almost one-and-a-half centuries before the last world war, here in Eichgraben, some of Napolean’s troops — actually Bavarian soldiers, speaking German like the locals — bullied one of the innkeepers, stealing his goods and insulting him. Seven of them were murdered in their drunken sleep by a few pitchfork wielding farmers, but one escaped to report back to his commanding officer in nearby Purkersdorf. A squadron came here to punish the locals with brutality and a high fine, which was mostly paid by a Viennese merchant who lived in this area.) (A couple hundred years before that, Europe was filled for thirty years with terrorist armies and mercenaries that raped, pillaged and murdered each other and innocent women and children in the name of Jesus Christ, mostly Protestants against Catholics, but even some who were on the same side — France against the, mostly Austrian, Holy Roman Empire. The terror is carried forward genetically to countless suffering descendents, even today.) (… And who knows what the Romans and Celts, and the occasional barbarian from north of the Danube, got up to here one-and-a-half millennia before that!)

Cliff, would-be uncle of Ed, missing in action

Beyond the matrix of my mind

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Where’s that place, so hard to find,

Beyond the matrix of my mind?

Cool, inviting, precious Light

Lift me to my heart’s Delight.

~e.s.

sharing Self-realization via film production

A few years ago a friend of ours was among the runners-up for a prestigious international short films award. After the viewing ceremony, a celebrity in the audience (Natalie Portman) sent Silvina a note telling that she had never felt such a deep experience from a spiritual film before.

May the Force be with us.

there is such a thing as a real state of meditation …

… but, unfortunately for so many (including misled children), ‘mindfullness’ has nothing to do with it.

the Broccoli Blues

“Oh dear! Who let Ed into the kitchen?”

some days …

all those precious sincerely benevolent gems

life is a stage

Life is a stage —
Act your part
With all your heart

MEDITATION – THE LAST LINE OF DEFENSE

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stay safe and influence world peace — know your own heart and mind

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TIME is an illusion (when we rise above it)

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Time is an illusion

There is always enough of it for us to rise up

and enjoy the big picture

in meditation

whenever we choose

e.s.

Eddie’s Mousie Valentine Song 2017

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( just for you! 💗 )

who’s got the trump card? …

Don’t forget: whatever happens, Trump and all the Big Bad Boys ain’t got NOTHIN’ on THIS Power! (individual and collective) …
(Subtle Tsunami ) …
(meditate ) …
(just sayin’  ) …

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Ed-olution (birthday 1983)

Ed found! (Delhi 1983)

For the period of about a year-and-a-half after I finally found out how to actually meditate in April 1982 (having put in much effort already for eight years, without benefit) and I moved away from the party neighbourhood of my youth, there seem to be no photos of my amazing progress. Now, by chance, I saw THAT Ed, exactly thirty-four birthdays ago, strolling along with a wedding procession in the heart of New Delhi!

I had arrived alone at 2:00 a.m. in humid Bombay two weeks before, after anbombay-marine-drive-1983 exhausting series of flights, with an overweight suitcase and a phone number. It was the first international journey in my quarter century of life on Earth. (Little did I guess then that I would return to India more than twenty times!) Someone back home in Vancouver had just bought my ’65 Chevy panel van, enabling me to join my new yogi friends on the India tour. A kindly airport police officer 65-chevy-panel-vanhelped me reach the others, already a huge, international group of pilgrims, and that very evening I met Shri Mataji, the founder and teacher of Sahaja Yoga meditation, on the first of many joyful occasions over the coming days, years and decades, in various countries.

Among the many memorable events in Delhi was our viewing of the new Gandhigandhi-movie-poster movie in the cinema that it had world premiered in just nine weeks before. (As a girl, Shri Mataji had spent time with Gandhi at his ashram, where he would sometimes implement Her advice on spiritual issues.) I remember walking out of that air-conditioned building and looking up at the hot, wide blue sky, realizing that those historic happenings had taken place not long ago under this very canopy.

I was lucky to be among those few of us from Canada (at that time there were only a handful of people practicing Sahaja Yoga in North America) that were invited to stay for a few days with Shri Mataji in Her daughter’s house. Several massive public programs were held throughout the city, and I attended my first puja, which celebrated Shivaratri at that time. At the compound where we all met each day, someone organized a cake and candles 🎂, and some new friends sang Happy Birthday to me that third day of February … so long ago, now! I drank lots of yummy chai there, discovering too late that the caffein was brutal on my sensitive liver. We also travelled up to the Himalayan foothills, where I saw some Indian girls enjoy snow for the first time. I spent that wonderful month in India without getting sick, a bit of a miracle (although as soon as I got back to the West I cleared out quite thoroughly!)

I still feel all that as a solid building block in my evolution, and this unexpected window view now brings a fresh breeze to grownup Ed.💨

(And, adding an interesting twist to the perspective: I happen to be turning 59 now, the same age Shri Mataji was when we first met back then!)

Shri Mataji gave each of us a present that afternoon (6 Feb 1983)
They were original Indian artworks. Somehow I managed to hold on to mine (the only thing I have left from my early twenties). It now hangs in my little art-studio in our homestead in the Vienna Woods:

Shri Saraswati Goddess of Art and Knowledge

Shri Saraswati
Goddess of Art and Knowledge

(read more here …)

https://edwardsaugstad.com/reaching-the-top-reloaded/

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cool up

🖐🏼 💨

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https://wemeditate.co

ladies and gentlemen: Rachelle Jeanty!!!!

Here’s a dear Canadian friend of ours, Rachelle, putting the P (POWER) into the meaning of PERFORMANCE!

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2017!

My dear blog has fallen into the shadows of neglect. Let’s see if we can remedy this.

My first beam of light here in … 2017 already!? … has to do with our current world sit-u-eh-shun.

Keeping it really simple: There are only two wrong turns in life: one is left, the other is right.

Psychologists used to believe that everything was piled up on top of each other inside of us — that we had to pass through the subconscious and all kinds of other gobbledygook in order to rise up to our higher, ideal selves. Well, as it turns out, we’ve got the past (conditionings) and emotions running in our left sympathetic nervous system, all our future projections (ego) in our right sympathetic nervous system, and a beautiful ascending waterfall of evolution smack-dab in the middle: the once mysterious parasympathetic/autonomous system.

If you look around (and in the mirror) you’ll find that most everyone — with the exception of most babies, maybe — is being led around by those carrots-on-strings that are our thoughts streaming from one extreme and/or the other. Very rarely do we encounter peaceful souls who know exactly who and why they are, and are satisfied with that. The whole jumble in most of us is now becoming increasingly transparent in world affairs. Unless and until we can naturally zoom into central focus mode, that mega-mess is not going to fade away. It will only continue to get worse until we click and fine-tune into the center of ourselves. That’ll reveal that reality is not noisy after all, unlike most of our previous identifications.

I put a helpful link at the end of this post (a technique I can sincerely vouch for after almost thirty-five years of daily use) but first I’d like to share this insight from the I Ching about our collective 2017.

In this new (very, very temporary!) Trumpish age, people, lost in their own self-mistrust and misleading ideas, tend to mistrust others more and more. The big picture changes then to Innocence, a quality, by the way, that never actually leaves a human being, but simply becomes buried and ignored deep inside. Every one of us is empowered with the instrument and all the natural means to reawaken this universal quality. It’s not a manmade procedure, but something builtin, ready and waiting for our desire and attention to trigger it.

Be alert and quiet, and you will discover that the present moment is bigger and more abundant with amazing possibilities than you have ever imagined.

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THE JUDGMENT

FELLOWSHIP WITH MEN in the open.
Success.
It furthers one to cross the great water.
The perseverance of the superior man furthers.

True fellowship among men must be based upon a concern
that is universal. It is not the private interests of the individual
that create lasting fellowship among men, but rather the goals
of humanity. That is why it is said that fellowship with men
in the open succeeds. If unity of this kind prevails, even
difficult and dangerous tasks, such as crossing the great water,
can be accomplished. But in order to bring about this sort of
fellowship, a persevering and enlightened leader is needed
— a man with clear, convincing, and inspiring aims and the
strength to carry them out. (The inner trigram means clarity;
the outer, strength.)

THE IMAGE

Heaven together with fire:
The image of FELLOWSHIP WITH MEN.
Thus the superior man organizes the clans
And makes distinctions between things.

Heaven has the same direction of movement as fire, yet it is
different from fire. Just as the luminaries in the sky serve for
the systematic division and arrangement of time, so human
society and all things that really belong together must be
organically arranged. Fellowship should not be a mere
mingling of individuals or of things — that would be chaos, not
fellowship. If fellowship is to lead to order, there must be
organization within diversity.

THE LINES

Nine in the third place means:
He hides weapons in the thicket;
He climbs the high hill in front of it.
For three years he does not rise up.

Here fellowship has changed about to mistrust. Each man
distrusts the other, plans a secret ambush, and seeks to spy on
his fellow from afar.We are dealing with an obstinate
opponent whom we cannot come at by this method. Obstacles
standing in the way of fellowship with others are shown here.
One has mental reservations for one’s own part and seeks to
take his opponent by surprise. This very fact makes one
mistrustful, suspecting the same wiles in his opponent and trying
to ferret them out. The result is that one departs further and
further from true fellowship. The longer this goes on, the
more alienated one becomes.

(then changing to …)

innocence

 

 

 

 

Ch’ien, heaven, is above; Chên, movement, is below. The
lower trigram Chên is under the influence of the strong line it
has received from above, from heaven. When, in accord with
this, movement follows the law of heaven, man is innocent
and without guile. His mind is natural and true, unshadowed
by reflection or ulterior designs. For wherever conscious
purpose is to be seen, there the truth and innocence of nature have
been lost. Nature that is not directed by the spirit is not true
but degenerate nature. Starting out with the idea of the
natural, the train of thought in part goes somewhat further and
thus the hexagram includes also the idea of the unintentional
or unexpected.

THE JUDGMENT

INNOCENCE. Supreme success.
Perseverance furthers.
If someone is not as he should be,
He has misfortune,
And it does not further him
To undertake anything.

Man has received from heaven a nature innately good, to
guide him in all his movements. By devotion to this divine
spirit within himself, he attains an unsullied innocence that
leads him to do right with instinctive sureness and without any
ulterior thought of reward and personal advantage. This
instinctive certainty brings about supreme success and
“furthers through perseverance.” However, not everything
instinctive is nature in this higher sense of the word, but only
that which is right and in accord with the will of heaven.
Without this quality of rightness, an unreflecting, instinctive way
of acting brings only misfortune. Confucius says about this:
“He who departs from innocence, what does he come to?
Heaven’s will and blessing do not go with his deeds.”

THE IMAGE

Under heaven thunder rolls:
All things attain the natural state of innocence.
Thus the kings of old,
Rich in virtue, and in harmony with the time,
Fostered and nourished all beings.

In springtime when thunder, life energy, begins to move
again under the heavens, everything sprouts and grows, and
all beings receive from the creative activity of nature the
childlike innocence of their original state. So it is with the
good rulers of mankind: drawing on the spiritual wealth at
their command, they take care of all forms of life and all forms
of culture and do everything to further them, and at the proper
time.

(I ‘performed’ in an old primary school here in Vienna for over a hundred children recently, reading from my books, meditating a bit and partying with my Roland Handsonic. We had lots of fun communicating, dancing and playing music together. My friend, who’s a teacher there, told me a few weeks later that the mood and vibrations of the school had been surprisingly improved by that event. Many children were more cheerful afterwards — the mother of an autistic child was amazed to find her child so balanced and happy — and my friend felt light and cool entering the school each day! Click on the following link to enjoy more experiences about Sahaja Yoga meditation …)

http://www.innerpeaceday.org/en/

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Shri Mataji enjoying

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http://www.innerpeaceday.org/en/

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merry Christmas (again) from the Vienna Woods!

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the video 📽:

OMG!

How the USA suddenly ended up this way! (Trumpland)

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Christmas 2020

(Bernie Sanders coming back as President Santa in four years!)

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unfolding life … where’s it all heading?

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https://www.facebook.com/edward.saugstad

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please don’t forget to dance and sing

We are all in a process of becoming

that unfolds in the eternal present moment

 

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GREED

GREED FIRE!

vibrating ancient enclaves of Vienna

deep meditation — lifting to the highest level

(viewable on computers)

dancing robots

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here’s a little futuristic musical sketch i doodled last friday afternoon (and afterwards added some video clips to)

wishing you a fine day!

Ed:-)

R2D2 and C3Po and music

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suffering—depth of heart

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“Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.”
― Kahlil Gibran

non- violence peace depth

 

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WARMING UP AND COOLING DOWN

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happy Eddie — and friends — in his new attic sound-studio!

😀

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Ed Saugstad – Sahaja Yoga meditation (german)

(in case you understand german)
here are a few segments of the recent interview about some of my experiences with Sahaja Yoga meditation:

(more on the YouTube page)

for your momentary amusement (a handwritten Internet post)

My KritaYuga diary 2016-6-26

shareholders' apocalypse

Gandalf-Frodo-MOMENTOUS TIMES

26 June 2016 (93 ABSM)

Here we are smack in the middle of the Year of the Fire Monkey (Chinese Horoscope) with mysterious planets on the outskirts of our solar system wreaking havoc on our outdated patterns. Corruption is being exposed left, right and center, as the Monkey of Light howls with amusement.
Seekers of Truth and Justice in the new nation of America are encouraged to challenge the powerful Matrix, hopeful to slay the multi-headed Monster of Greed that’s steering everyone over the abyss, while slightly out-of-touch citizens (mostly old hobbits) in the olde Mother Land, the newly ‘Divided Kingdom’, vote to jump free-fall out of the chains of the European Union bureaucracy.
Personally, I look forward to a simpler, poorer, quainter England. A place to go to get away from the hubbub of modern life. The original ‘Shire’, where down-to-earth folk love to sit back and enjoy a good fireside tale over homegrown food and drink — beyond the intrigues of empires.

If NATO doesn’t declare war on Russia and China, this promises to be a fine year indeed!

Best wishes (pure desires),
Your friend in this abundant moment,
Eddie 🙂

p.s—
On a recent train journey through the UK, this rather profound bit of verse came to mind:

THE FLUFFY MILLIONS

If I could count
All the rabbits in England
Tum, tum tee-tum
Tummly-tum tee-too.

(Wunts a ponatyme)

Brexit? Stay together, but with young, benevolent leadership

Tell the EU and UK and all other corrupted bureaucrats to turn control over to engaged, enlightened, (com)passionate young people — corporate globalization and greed driven capitalism have failed the upcoming generations:

MOUSIE DANCE PARTY!

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Mousie Dance Party!

hope is contagious

“Nowhere in the world is presented a government of so much liberty and equality. To the humblest and poorest amongst us are held out the highest privileges and positions. The present moment finds me at the White House, yet there is as good a chance for your children as there was for my father’s.”
—Abraham Lincoln, 31 August 1864

-Benevolent Democracy Rising

I’ve been following, via social networks, an unprecedented awakening in America for the past few months. (Anyone who relies on corporate media for their news will, of course, have been missing it)

It feels like plugging one’s soul into a current, and being amazed at the intensity of the electric enthusiasm. It seems that sensitive, honest, common-sense people — millions of them — lived their daily lives despairing at the corruption and greed that has infiltrated the ruling class of their great land, the land of the people, land of the free. And then comes along a sincere leader who has spent his life tirelessly fighting for the wellbeing of the citizens, and they propel him to national (and international!) significance with their heartfelt support. Suddenly, all those worthy citizens find themselves up on the stage of historic change together, rising swiftly higher towards the great halls of power, elated by the transparency of their collective success that promises to benefit all … except for those who abused their authority at the cost of the people.

Everywhere, in these times of universal communication and global family chumminess among diverse women and men, girls and boys, like you and me, life on Earth is becoming an open book for everyone to read. The old darkness of mass-manipulation and ignorance is fading fast in the light of understanding and, yes, love.

I’m a Canadian living in Austria, but I am deeply moved by the hope that’s swelling like an ocean tide over in the USA. It is bound to send benevolent ripples out around the planet for generations to come.

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Bernie Sanders in the sixties

Bernie Sanders and the people -1

just sayin’…

… still waiting for the collective state of enlightenment and benevolence to manifest all over the world (that’s increasing, but doesn’t show up often in the mainstream media)

Here’s a scary, heavy-handed suppression by local authorities that I came away from unharmed, thirty-six years ago:

(from the University of British Columbia newspaper)

The Roundhouse Affair

“Yes, there are many who would shape the world according to their own limited conception of morality and justice. And so, as for you my friend: into what sterile mold would you have us fit?”

—Ed Saugstad, September 1980

 

the peaceful inner cool breeze

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In a suburb of Vancouver thirty-four years ago, when people would look at you like you just flew in from Mars if you mentioned meditation or yoga, I was very lucky to find an authentic technique for attaining thoughtless awareness — that natural state that has now been proven to bring on essential equilibrium. My daily experiences with all that are still improving, with no end to all the delightful surprises in sight.

Here’s a little taste. Hope you can also enjoy that.

http://freemeditation.com

 

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an endless flow of news, about goodness and anti-goodness, needing our precious attention:

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https://www.facebook.com/edward.saugstad

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The Last Game of War

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the unique state of meditation produces benevolent results

This is important, valuable knowledge, and the results are easily accessible:

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http://freemeditation.com

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the name’s Blond, Ed Blond

I’m considering applying for the job of playing James Bond in the upcoming movies. What do you think my chances are of being accepted for the position? Too old? Too tall? Too non-violent? Too silly? Too Canadian? ….

The name’s Blond, Ed Blond….

ED BLOND AND THE QUEEN

cool the rising hate-wave

“There is no time to lose. The Mother Earth, Her heavens, and Her water kingdoms are in great peril and suffering grievously. The hate wave from the collective ego is increasing at an alarming rate, and threatens to suffocate all sweetness and beauty in the three worlds. You must set out at once. Everything depends upon the success of your mission!”
(from page 42 of “Oakee Doakee and the Hate Wave” 2008 by Sir Ed Word)

http://SirEdWord.com

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endless thanks …

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I’d just like to cast this heartfelt ‘thanks‘ out to everyone who’s made my birthday (and my life) an amazing occasion!

Much love, Ed 🙂

http://cabella-annapurnaterrace.com/outdoor-construction-in-Italy/by-the-old-water-mill.html

elegant laborer-musician SirEdWord

http://SirEdWord.com/

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groovin’ at the Palais Coburg in Vienna

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“The name’s Bond, Sir Ed Word Bond.”

"The name's Bond, Sir Ed Word Bond."

 

 

Ganesha for 2016!

http://www.brigittesaugstad.com

the world needs more good vibes

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This is a survey that I recently filled out for a Czech university student:

Hello, this survey was created to collect some information for my final work at school. Thank You for Your time and help. Anna

1. Are You male or female? 

Male

2. How old are You?

Over 40

3. How long have You been practicing Sahaja Yoga meditation? 

Almost 34 years (every day)

4. Were You born into a family practicing Sahaja Yoga meditation?

No

5. How often do You meditate?
I reach thoughtless awareness (meditation) many times a day

6. Did Sahaja Yoga meditation lower Your stress? 

Yes

7. Did Sahaja Yoga meditation reduce some of Your negative personality traits? 

Yes

8. Are collective Sahaja Yoga meditation activities important for You? 

Yes, a lot

9. How do You participate in Sahaja Yoga meditation? (more answers possible)

I meditate alone at home

I attend seminars in my country

I attend seminars abroad

I attend programs

10. If You used to be a smoker, did You stop smoking with Sahaja Yoga meditation? 

Yes

11. Had You ever been addicted (to alcohol, drugs, internet…)? Did it stop when You started practicing Sahaja Yoga meditation? 

Yes

12. Is there a difference during Your day, when You were able to get into thoughtless awareness from the days You did not manage? 

Yes. If I don’t attain thoughtless awareness often the stress and noisy thoughts build up in me. These dissolve very quickly in the thoughtless awareness state.

13. How did You get into Sahaja Yoga meditation? 

A friend found it then told me. (I was one of the first regular 15 or 16 Sahaja Yoga meditation practitioners in North America in 1982)

14. How did meditation help You? 

It has improved my life completely and improves it daily, in every way.

15. Try to describe how big importance Sahaja Yoga meditation has in Your life. 

It is the most important happening in modern times, not just for me but for everyone, worldwide. Here is the last paragraph of my online testimonial, read already by hundreds of thousands of people:
https://edwardsaugstad.com/reaching-the-top/

“In these few years I have met countless individuals from all walks of life — from London to Calcutta and from Moscow to Los Angeles — who have lived this miraculous metamorphosis and are using this natural power to transform themselves and others. It is my sincerest desire that anyone who reads these words will not judge the message mentally, but will make an honest, scientific investigation into the historic subject which now faces them. If their desire is pure and their determination for revealing the truth is undaunted, I have no doubt that they will also achieve this magnificent inner-awakening which is dawning to the human race.”

16. Did Sahaja Yoga meditation help You with some psychological disorder? What disorder did You have? How did meditation help You? 

I was completely damaged by heavy recreational drugs (taken from age 14 to 24) and from a traumatic childhood. I was anti-social, unhealthy and miserably lost in life. Now I am a dynamic, popular global writer, artist and musician, loved and respected by those who come to know me.

17. Did Sahaja Yoga meditation or something related to it cause something negative to You? 

It’s impossible for Sahaja Yoga meditation to harm a person. It is a completely natural, gentle and benevolent inner process. Only human beings can harm themselves and each other.

18. Did You feel any new sensation after You received self-realization?

My whole perception changed: clearer, more focused, more peaceful, lighter, more loving — and I am able, on my newly enlightened nervous-system, to feel the flowing divine Vibrations, like a cool breeze, that is only felt emitting from something or someone auspicious, constructive, beautiful, innocent and eternal. (The key to collective consciousness.)

19. Why do You meditate? 

Meditation is not a hobby or pastime. It (thoughtless awareness) is a unique, essential state like waking, dream-sleep and deep-sleep. Anyone who does not attain meditation is living a fractured, unfulfilled life.

20. How is Sahaja Yoga meditation different, according to You, compared to any other meditations/religions/spiritual paths? 

Sahaja Yoga meditation awakens the natural energy inside us whose only purpose is to connect us to reality, the pure, beautiful all-pervading Spirit. That is meant to be the very most basic and essential process of all spiritual paths.

21. Is there anything more You would like to say? Here is Your opportunity: 

from: https://edwardsaugstad.com/reaching-the-top/

“Just over three decades ago, on Tuesday, April 20th, 1982 to be exact, I stumbled up out of a dark place and found myself filled with a permanent light and focus. I still can’t believe my luck. . . . I was born into a large family in a city in Canada. My parents were then chronic alcoholics and most of my memories, which reach back as far as my third year, are dark and fearful. I and two younger brothers were raised mostly by our older sisters. Our parents often fought. When my father left the family he was replaced by a man who I deeply feared as he treated us harshly and sometimes beat my mother. Twice, as a small child, I badly broke my right elbow. The second break was so severe that I almost lost my arm. My mother was not there that time to comfort me as she was being kept in a mental hospital, withdrawing from alcohol addiction. Throughout my early school years …”

http://www.freemeditation.com

freemeditation.com

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any chance of going back?

any chance of going back?

peace on Earth and good will to all

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(wake me when we arrive)

 

Ed sleeping zzzzz

Merry Christmas 2015!

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😉

see original at:

https://youtu.be/k9scrHkxIyQ

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the Force within

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Will we learn to use the Force
(that’s actually already in us)
in time? ….
https://edwardsaugstad.com/2007/05/17/the-force-that-doesnt-force/StarWars7

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Ed’s next video~diary, March-Oct 2015

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Welcome on my journey.

Sit back and enjoy….

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Ed in Paradise

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getting to know and enjoy ourselves

A letter from a friend today:
We were invited yesterday by a charity group specialized in offering services to families (one of the oldest and most respected in our region) to their monthly event. We were the highlight and we meditated with about 25-30 people, parents and children. The children LOVED it. Many came from mental problems, nothing really disturbing, but evidently very heavy atmosphere: adults looked really sad and hopeless, some of them; children had ADHD (“my kid cannot sit still not even for two minutes”). Children, stayed for the entire program, fifty minutes, and they didn’t want to go outside to play. They wanted to talk to us. They wrote us thank-you cards and amazing feedback. We even have it on tape and hope the parents will agree to have it posted on the website. And the “two-minute-only kid stayed in meditation all the time. He told his parents that he wants to meditate in the car, that he never felt so calm and in control, that he was sooo stressed out from school and now he is happy. He asked us to come to his school because his teacher is under a lot of stress, then he told his mom to do this meditation because she is under a lot of stress. His mom could not thank us enough, and also the other parents. But the children, they were ANGELS, and the parents were worried sick about “them not being OK” 🙂

http://www.freemeditation.com

freemeditation-com

real meditation — what the world needs now

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When I started meditating over 33 years ago (really meditating: experiencing thoughtless awareness) it completely changed who and what I was. Everything gradually improved for me, at every level. Here are some young friends sharing that tirelessly throughout the world. Hope shines.

http://meditatetoregenerate.org/about

 

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