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The Blue Salon and Other Follies: Paperback $21.15 Kindle Edition $3.99 Product Details File Size: 3653 KB Book Description "The Blue Salon and Other Follies
vividly recounts the 1930’s childhood of Vernon Katz in
Lippe, Germany. Through the eyes of an observant young
boy, the author reveals how Jewish life in a country
town gradually eroded as the Nazis came to power. With a
dry wit, the author recaptures his childhood and family
life through light-hearted anecdotes and pictures, as
well as dramatic events, including his mother’s escapes
from imprisonment and death by the Nazis. The title, The Blue Salon and Other
Follies refers to the inability of Vernon Katz’s parents
in the early years of Nazi rule to comprehend the
dangers that lie ahead. Rooted in German soil and having
built a successful brush factory together, they think it
is all a passing phase. Fifteen months after Hitler’s
rise to power, when a tribute to Vernon Katz’ father
appears in a German business journal, his mother
joyfully redecorates the house and creates the luxurious
blue salon. About the Author Dr. Katz earned a fi rst class honours
degree from Oxford University in politics, philosophy
and economics, and was awarded a Doctor of Philosophy
degree; his thesis was on Indian philosophy. The author
assisted Maharishi Mahesh Yogi with his translation and
commentary on the Bhagavad-Gita, which has sold over one
million copies. The author's translation of the
Upanishads is in progress. Vernon Katz is currently a
visiting professor and a trustee at Maharishi University
of Management in Iowa and resides in London. A new historical account November 7,
2008 By Thomas Egenes Format:Paperback Vernon Katz's book reads like a novel,
but is a true story. It's the tale of a young boy -- the
author -- growing up in a small town in Germany just
before World War II. Katz remembers every detail,
telling charming accounts of life with his rural Jewish
family. The book becomes darker as the Nazis gain power.
The teachers in the school start wearing the Nazi
uniform, and the young Katz must endure other children
throwing stones at him as he walks to school. Still his
family is loyal to Germany and hopes for the best, not
realizing what was to come. Then one morning the stones explode
through the windows of their home. Later there is a
knock at the door, and the police take his father away,
transporting him and Katz's uncle with other Jews to
Buchenwald, a concentration camp, where they are treated
badly. Not long after, Katz's mother goes into hiding to
escape imprisonment, and he is left alone in a large
house for months. Fortunately, he eventually gains
passage on the kindertrain for England. At least for his
family, there is a happy reunion in London. This book is
funny, charming, and sensitive, and more than that,
offers insights into what happened to rural Jewish
families at that dark moment of history, seen from the
eyes of an alert young man who remembered every detail
even after more than half a century. Review from AJR Journal [Association
of Jewish Refugees] by Marion Koebner March 18, 2009 By J. Booth |
THE BLUE SALON AND OTHER FOLLIES by Vernon Katz With a title like The Blue Salon and
Other Follies, you increase your chances of catching the
eye of potential readers - a good start when you enter
the crowded market for refugee memoirs. And, to continue
the metaphor, the countless market stalls are
well-stocked with any number of mature, unripe and
rotten fruits of someone's labour. Not all will make it
to the domestic fruit bowl, but this one should. Vernon Katz knows how to attract the
browser's attention and, having hooked him/her, how to
keep it. The blue salon of the title epitomises the
achingly familiar, but heart-rending, response of many
German Jews of my parents' generation to the Nazi
strategy to rid Germany of Jews and Jewish life. Until Kristallnacht (for which the
contemporary nomenclature in Germany is `der November
Pogrom') - arguably the final wake-up call for German
Jews that the Nazis meant what Hitler wrote in Mein
Kampf - those Jews still living in the `Fatherland'
chose to believe, for a myriad of reasons, that life
would be difficult, restricted, uncomfortable - but that
despite everything there would be life after Hitler. So for Emmy Katz (Mother), having the
`salon' decorated and furnished in the most tasteful way
regardless of expense was - presumably subconsciously -
a life-affirming act. >From the account of his childhood
in Schötmar, a small town in Lippe Detmold, to that
describing the moment some 50 years later when he
returns there as a visitor, Katz peoples his canvas with
family members, friends and others communicating a sense
of warmth and humour about the various players in his
long life. The cast of characters - almost in the style
of one of those long Russian novels - is listed as an
appendix and photographs of many are interspersed
throughout the book. The reader is drawn into this
memoir not least by the contents page thanks to such
irresistible chapter headings as The Fat Krakeeler and
Tenants, Pigs and Plumpskloos. Who can resist? by Marion Koebner The Blue Salon by Dr. Vernon Katz
February 23, 2009 Format:Paperback The Blue Salon and other Follies is a
beautifully written autobiographical account of a Jewish
family in Germany during the rise of the Third Reich
from 1933 until 1939, when they barely escaped to
England. Told with wry humor, the book is a highly
personal account, complete with many family photos, of a
terrible chapter in human history. What makes this tale
so remarkable is that it is told through the eyes of an
amazingly perceptive child of five and a half to eleven
who possesses a prodigious memory for detail and has
subtle insights into complex human relationships. We grow to love a large extended
family, warts and all, who consider themselves "Germans
of Jewish faith", tracing their German roots back to the
1600's, the earliest date in which records were kept.
They cannot believe their country is turning against
them, which proved to be a fatal attitude for six
million people. "The evil increased by small incremental
steps--ignoring, disliking, attacking, and ultimately
murdering." The small boy, Vernon, engrossed in
his friends, games and favorite foods, slowly becomes
engulfed by the nightmare growing around him. "My
parents entrusted me with all their troubles. I knew
more than what was good for me. I grew from a boy who
liked hide-and-seek and Volkerball, into a little old
man, and old I have remained ever since." At the end of the day, it was about
the money. What the Nazis did was create and amplify
prejudice against an identifiable indigenous minority
group in order to take their wealth to build their war
machine. The war machine was then used to invade other
countries to steal their money, resources, art, etc. and
to enslave and murder their people at will. It is the
age-old get-rich-quick scheme of individuals preying on
other individuals, tribes attacking other tribes,
majority groups assailing minority groups, nations
invading other nations, all for the power and the
plunder. The little Vernon of the book went on
to become, Dr. Vernon Katz, with a doctorate from Oxford
University in politics, philosophy and economics. David Orme-Johnson, Ph.D. |
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The Upanishads: A
New Translation
by Vernon Katz and Thomas Egenes (Tarcher Cornerstone Editions) Paperback – (Available June 30, 2015) by Thomas Egenes (Author), Vernon
Katz (Author) This new translation of The
Upanishads is at once delightfully simple and
rigorously learned, providing today’s readers with an
accurate, accessible rendering of the core work of
ancient Indian philosophy. The Upanishads are often considered
the most important literature from ancient India. Yet
many academic translators fail to capture the work’s
philosophical and spiritual subtlety, while others
convey its poetry at the cost of literal meaning. This new translation by Vernon Katz
and Thomas Egenes fills the need for an Upanishads
that is clear, simple, and insightful – yet remains
faithful to the original Sanskrit. As Western Sanskrit scholars who
have spent their lives immersed in meditative
practice, Katz and Egenes offer a unique perspective
in penetrating the depths of Eastern wisdom and
expressing these insights in modern yet poetic
language. Their historical introduction is
suited to newcomers and experienced readers alike,
providing the perfect entry to this unparalleled work. Product Details Series: Tarcher Cornerstone Editions Vernon Katz received his doctorate
from Oxford University, where he studied The
Upanishads with Sarvepalli Radhakrishnan, who later
became president of India. Katz assisted the Maharishi
Mahesh Yogi, founder of Transcendental Meditation, in
his classic translation of the Bhagavad Gita. Katz’s
books include The Blue Salon and Other Follies, an
account of growing up as a Jewish boy in Nazi Germany. Thomas Egenes received his doctorate
from the University of Virginia, after graduating from
the University of Notre Dame. He is an associate
professor at Maharishi University of Management.
Egenes has written some of today’s leading guides for
learning Sanskrit, which are used at universities in
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of Conversations with Maharishi Der zweite Band ist jetzt auch erhältlich. Conversations_wi_54dd0701d1b22 In this highly anticipated follow-up
to Volume One of Conversations with Maharishi, we again
join Dr. Vernon Katz as he sits by Maharishi’s side,
and we listen in on these exhilarating conversations
about the highest potential of human life. The
fascinating insights into the Brahma Sutra can only be
found within these pages. In these brilliant interchanges which
took place on the beautiful Mediterranean island of
Mallorca and in the alpine splendour of Switzerland and
France, Maharishi brings out fresh insights into his
basic message of the primacy of consciousness and the
unity of all things — encouraged by the discerning
questions and comments of Dr. Katz. New themes in this
volume bring out the analytical and philosophical
aspects of Maharishi’s teaching. In this and in so much
else, Maharishi has bestowed an extraordinary legacy of
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BOOK EXCERPT
Introduction: Meeting Maharishi University of California,
Berkeley—November 8, 1966. A cold wind was rushing up from San
Francisco Bay and climbing toward the hills. Huddling
against the chill, I noticed some posters still up
around campus as I hurried to enter California Hall.
When I arrived, the talk had already begun. The large
lecture hall was so packed that dozens of people
overflowed into the corridor and, like them, I had to
listen to the presentation over a loudspeaker. The speaker’s musical voice, with its
slight Indian accent, was soft yet full of life, calm
but extremely expressive. He was talking about life in
contemporary society, noting that “as the rate of
progress increases, as the pace of life becomes faster
and man’s aspirations expand to the moon and the stars,
the responsibilities and pressures of life naturally
become greater.” But, he pointed out, our capabilities
are not expanding at an equivalent rate. “Because people
have not been able to find sufficient energy and
creative intelligence within themselves to meet the
demands of life . . . frustration, unhappiness, and lack
of fulfillment are increasingly common.” The speaker likened the situation to
living in a building in which the walls have begun to
crack. If the building is to continue to stand, the
foundations have to be strengthened. He proposed the
technique of Transcendental Meditation (TM) as a way to
restore balance, to give strength and dignity back to
human life. He described TM as a simple method by which
any individual could tap into the inner source of
thought, a “reservoir of unlimited energy, intelligence,
power, peace, and bliss” deep within the mind. When a
person utilizes this field of unlimited potential, he
said, “all aspects of his life flourish, in the same way
that the branches, fruits, and leaves of a tree flourish
when the roots maintain contact with the field of
nourishment in the soil.” Then he took his vision one step
further, beyond the individual, and it was this final
point that captured my full attention. When people
meditate, he said, the deep inner peace they experience
creates what he referred to as “a warm air” around them,
an influence of harmony and positivity. If enough people
in society produced such a harmonious atmosphere,
negativity and stress in the environment could be
reduced or even eliminated, and world peace could become
a reality. Even as a young man, I had never been
nearly as interested in my own happiness as in the
well-being of the world, and along with many others, I
had done what I could to serve that cause, but clearly
it wasn’t working. It was the late ’60s, there were
riots in the streets of American cities, the Vietnam war
was killing thousands of people and dividing the
country, the Cold War was raging between the U.S. and
the USSR (two nuclear-armed superpowers), crime rates
were high, and nobody knew what to do about any of it.
When I heard the speaker’s persuasive argument—which
boiled down to the simple statement that individuals who
are at peace within themselves create a peaceful
world—it made complete sense to me. It was a beautiful message, and the
audience—even those of us standing in the corridor who
had not been able to see the speaker—listened intently.
After a while, a few people started to leave the hall,
and I was finally able to get to the door and catch my
first glimpse of His Holiness Maharishi Mahesh Yogi,
sitting cross-legged on the stage on a couch neatly
draped with white silk. Small in stature, with long dark hair
and a beard just beginning to turn gray, wearing
traditional white silk robes, the Maharishi moved and
spoke with an extraordinary combination of gentleness
and strength. His words were carefully chosen and his
speech, although simple, was highly articulate. He had a
quick and lively wit and a hearty laugh. One thing was obvious: He was a happy
man. Serene. At peace with himself and the world. He
answered every question posed to him—some hostile,
discourteous, provoking—with patience and answered
thoughtfully and thoroughly. Here was a man who was
sensitive to the suffering and confusion of modern life,
who could understand it and explain it, yet somehow
remain unfazed by it. At one moment, while discussing a
point of philosophy, his intellect seemed to dominate;
his voice rose, his bright, clear eyes flashed, and his
hands moved quickly and decisively. Answering a
different question, he was the embodiment of love, his
fingers caressing the petals of a rose, his voice soft
and full. He seemed complete in himself, yet totally
alert and responsive to those around him. The Maharishi answered every question
in terms of the technique of Transcendental Meditation.
He outlined the physiological effects of its practice,
explained the principles behind it, and showed the
relevance of the technique to whatever specific
problems, individual, social, or global, concerned the
questioner. He emphasized that he was not espousing
philosophy or religion, or offering something to
“believe in” or accept on faith. Rather, he said, TM is
a practical technique, based on verifiable,
scientifically validated principles. It is easy to
learn, and has immediate and practical benefits for all
aspects of life. And, although it was obvious that it
was he who was bringing this message to the world, the
Maharishi took no credit for himself, but expressed
gratitude to his teacher for passing on to him this
“wisdom of living the fullness of life.” These were my first impressions of
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi. My first impression of
Transcendental Meditation, gained a few weeks later when
I took the course offered by the Students International
Meditation Society, was that everything he had said was
true. Although I knew almost nothing about
it at the time, the movement that had grown up around
Maharishi was already international in scope. After
thirteen years with his spiritual master followed by two
years of seclusion in the “Valley of Saints” in the
Himalayas, he had traversed the globe each year,
starting in 1957, opening centers throughout Asia, Africa, Europe, and
the Americas, and the technique of Transcendental
Meditation that he taught was becoming increasingly well
known. But in the summer of 1967, something was to
happen that would change the course of history, for
myself as well as millions of others. I was in New York that summer, working
for my uncles’ hardware company, installing fences
throughout the city as a helper with their work crews.
One muggy August afternoon after work, when I returned
to the apartment I was sharing, I picked up the
newspaper, and on the front page was a photograph of
Maharishi with the phenomenally popular musical group,
The Beatles. When I took one look at that picture, I said aloud, “My
God, it’s all going to change!” And it did. The TM movement had been,
up to that point, a small and intimate thing. Those who
were involved in it pretty much all knew one another,
and when Maharishi came to town, they could spend some
time with him. But with the advent of the Beatles,
suddenly thousands, and then tens of thousands and
hundreds of thousands of young people became interested,
and lines formed outside TM centers on weekends to learn
the practice. When I moved to Los Angeles that
autumn to continue my education, I began to write this
book. I created a questionnaire asking people about
their experiences with TM, which I placed in centers
where TM was taught, and a surprising number of
responses began to roll in. All were enthusiastic, and
many were quite detailed in describing the wonderful
experiences people were having and the changes and virtual transformations in their
relationships, performance at school and work, health,
and happiness. I felt, from my own experience, the
benefits of meditation, but these responses encouraged
me to pursue the rather fantastical idea of creating a
book. I read whatever I could get hold of,
which was very little—only Maharishi’s two works,
Science of Being and Art of Living, and his newly
published Translation and Commentary on the Bhagavad
Gita. Not one of the hundreds of scientific research
studies that have come out since then had been
published. Most of the material in the first draft of
the book was created from my reading of Maharishi’s
books, from the replies to my questionnaire and
follow-up interviews with some of the respondents, and
the tremendous inspiration and knowledge I gained by
attending every lecture given by Jerry Jarvis, the
national director of the TM movement. Jerry was an eloquent spokesman for
Maharishi, and a deeply devoted student of his teacher.
Not only did I attend every talk that Mr. Jarvis offered
in the Los Angeles area, whether introductory or
advanced, but within a few months I joined a team of
young people who had begun to speak about the benefits
of TM at colleges and universities in the area. One of
these individuals was Keith Wallace, a graduate student
at UCLA who would soon publish pioneering studies on the
physiological effects of TM in three distinguished
scientific journals: Science (the journal of the
American Association for the Advancement of Science),
Scientific American, and the American Journal of
Physiology. In the summer of 1968, I attended a
program in Squaw Valley, California, 6,000 feet high in
the Sierra Nevadas, conducted by Maharishi as the first
phase in training teachers of TM. About 750 people were
in attendance. I brought with me the fledgling
manuscript I was working on, with the desire to give it
to him to look at. I soon discovered that he rarely read
anything himself, but would reserve the transmission of
information for a relationship with his students.
Someone would read to him, and he would comment. Others
would listen and learn from these interactions. So, my desire transmuted to an attempt
to read some or all of my book to Maharishi. I tried to
arrange a meeting through his secretaries and
assistants, but somehow it never happened. On the final
night of the course, I stayed up until the wee hours of
the morning (as Maharishi did every night), and at
somewhere between three and four o’clock, when he
finished his last meeting in the lecture hall and was
walking through the dining room toward his own quarters,
followed by a train of people trying to get close enough
to ask questions as he made his way among the tables and
chairs, I stood directly in front of him with my
manuscript and boldly said, “Maharishi, I’m writing a
book about TM.” He stopped—as he had nowhere else to
go—and replied, “Very good!” Then he added, “What is
your profession?” “I’m still a student.” “What is your course of study?” “Religion and philosophy.” “Then you must include a good chapter
about religion!” “May I show you some of the book?” I
asked him. “When it’s fi nished. Meanwhile, you
can speak to Jerry about it.” And that was the extent of the
meeting. But I felt inspired by Maharishi’s interest,
and was excited about the prospect of sharing it with
him and seeking his blessing for it when it was
complete. In the autumn of 1968, shortly after
my 25th birthday, I moved to Ohio, where I’d decided to
finish my undergraduate studies. During that year, as I
had already accumulated a large number of credits in my
major, I was permitted to do a significant amount of
independent study. One of these courses involved
completing the manuscript for this book. I believe my
professors must have thought it quite unusual to have a
student proposing to write a 350- or 400-page manuscript
for three units of credit, but they gave me the
opportunity, and I managed to do it. Toward the end of
the year, I decided to switch from my focus on religion
and philosophy. I applied to a Masters in Fine Arts
(MFA) writing program at Ohio University, and received a
graduate assistantship. In my first semester there, in the
fall of 1969, interest in TM began to boom in the
Midwest, but there were no teachers living in the area.
I had such a strong desire to share the benefits of
meditation with others that I took it upon myself to
organize and offer introductory talks at universities in
a number of different cities. In some of these places,
my talk was the first ever given on TM. All the posters
had a picture of Maharishi on them, advertising a talk
on “Transcendental Meditation as taught by Maharishi
Mahesh Yogi,” and I suspect that sometimes the audience
must have been disappointed to find that the speaker was
a graduate student wearing a jacket and tie, rather than
a bearded, white-robed yogi from the Himalayas. Those lectures were frequently
attended by 200, 300, or 400 people. And I, a completely
untrained speaker who wasn’t even a TM teacher, found
myself alone onstage in front of those groups in large
auditoriums and lecture halls. Looking back on it now, I
find it hard to believe that I had the courage to do it,
or that the leadership of the TM movement in the U.S.
had the confidence in me to allow it. In any case,
interest in TM was very high; large courses were held in
all those cities, and I found myself returning to each
place to meet with the new and continuing meditators, to
offer advanced lectures on Maharishi’s teachings. It was my deepest desire to become a
teacher of Transcendental Meditation. In fact, on that
January day in Berkeley when I received my initial
instruction, in the midst of the process I turned to my
teacher and asked, “How does one become a teacher of
this?” He replied, “We can discuss that
later. Right now let’s just continue learning.” Which we
did. But that desire stayed with me, and grew. It was
fueled by my own growing happiness, which I wanted to
share with others; by what I’d seen in the people I met
who were visibly transformed by their TM practice; and
perhaps most of all, by the potential I saw for a better
world if large numbers of people could enjoy the
benefits of meditation. So I was thrilled, during the
Thanksgiving vacation of 1969 in Ohio, when I received a
phone call from Jerry Jarvis, the national director. It
went something like this: “Hi, Jack, this is Jerry.” “Hi, Jerry.” “What are you doing in January?” Long pause. “Yes! I want to go!” Laughter. “Good! We’ll take care of
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I had just been invited to go to India
to study with Maharishi, and train to become a teacher.
What had held me back up to that point was the money:
the round-trip fare to India, and the cost of the
teacher-training course itself, which I had never looked
into, believing I couldn’t afford it. When the
exultation diminished enough for me to think clearly, I
realized that I had signed an agreement to be a graduate
student, receive a fellowship stipend, and teach classes
for the duration of my time at the university. I had
every intention and desire to go to India, but wasn’t
sure if I would be able to do so. So I went to the
graduate advisor and presented my case like this: “I love my classes, and I’ve enjoyed
teaching. But I’ve just had an offer to study in India
with a great spiritual master, and I would really like
to do it. I also want to pursue my career at the
university. What do you think I should do?” The professor gazed at me with an
incredulity that I misinterpreted at first. “There’s
absolutely no question about it,” he said, and I knew
the ax was about to fall, that he was about to say, “How
can you even consider something so irresponsible as
going off to India when you have such a generous
fellowship here, and an opportunity to advance your
career?” But what I heard was: “The university will
always be here. You can always go to graduate school. If
you have a chance to go to India and study, how can you
even think twice about it?” I laughed and said, “Oh, all right
then, so you would approve?” “Absolutely! And have a great time.
Stop by to tell me about it when you get back.” Early in January 1970, I found myself
arriving at the New Delhi airport, about to begin one of
the great adventures of my life. In my suitcase was the
first draft of this book, which I’d completed in my
final undergraduate year, and then hadn’t looked at
again. I spent the next three months in
Maharishi’s academy in the foothills of the Himalayas,
across the Ganges from the ancient pilgrimage town of
Rishikesh, on a bluff overlooking the great river. The
opportunity to meet with such a brilliant, wise, and
compassionate teacher three times a day is something one
probably doesn’t fully appreciate while it was
happening. In a completely effortless way, without
strain, I sat in front of Maharishi with 176 others from
around the world, and absorbed the knowledge so
patiently and systematically—and yet
spontaneously—offered by this great sage. He used no
notes, had no books piled up for reference on the small
table in front of him, and showed no videos, slides, or
PowerPoints. Rather, for three months, he just talked,
and answered all our questions, both practical (about
the procedures of teaching, for example) and
spiritual/philosophical. It was an awesome display of
knowledge. The word rishi means sage or seer, one
who sees deeply into the truth of life, and particularly
into the truth of the Veda, the knowledge of life that
is expressed in the Vedic literature of India. The term
maharishi is reserved for the greatest rishis (maha
means great) who not only “see,” but who also embody the
knowledge and from the deep compassion of their hearts
offer it to others so that their lives may be enriched. And what is the knowledge that they
embody and convey? That within every one of us lies a
vast and largely untapped reservoir of energy,
intelligence, happiness, and peace that is our very own
deepest, truest self—and that if we can come into
conscious contact and attunement with it, our lives will
be transformed. We will no longer need to constantly
look for happiness and security in other people or in
our activities and achievements; we will no longer be
tossed about by the ever-changing ups and downs of
experience in the world; instead, we will live a life
centered in peace and contentment. During my free hours at the academy, I
would haul a chair up to the flat roof of the one-story
building I lived in. I brought my manuscript and, amidst
the chatter of monkeys and the eerie call of peacocks in
the breezy spring afternoons, based on the knowledge I
was receiving, began to make serious revisions,
deepening the presentation to match the deepening
understanding that was growing within me. I don’t really remember how much I was
able to complete during the time in India, as the
intensity of the course increased as time went on, both
in terms of our personal experiences of meditation, and
the lectures as well as the smaller training and
practice groups that evolved to help us learn. We met in
groups every afternoon to practice lecturing and, more
important, to master the subtle art of meditation
instruction so that we could lead students through the
many types of experiences for which they might need
explanations and guidance. We also gradually increased the number
of hours spent in meditation, many of us doubling the
minimum of four to six hours we had been sitting each
day. At one point in the middle of the course, we had a
72-hour meditation. Maharishi told us to take three
pieces of fruit to our room; we were to sit, and not lie
down, for 72 hours; to meditate straight through—but to
eat one piece of fruit each day, in the daytime, so we
would know how many days had gone by! The depth of
silence and expanded awareness that many of us
experienced (and later reported when we returned to our
meetings on the fourth day) was profoundly fulfilling. At the end of the course, I put my
manuscript back in my suitcase and forgot about it, as I
immediately became involved full-time in the work of
teaching and organizing. I had intended to go to
California to work with Jerry Jarvis at the national
headquarters, but passing through New York, I stopped to
visit the new TM center in Greenwich Village. The center
leader asked if I would consider taking over the center
for one month while he went to an advanced course for
teachers in Europe. Glad for the opportunity to
immediately begin teaching, I agreed. He never returned, and I found myself
the head of the New York City center, and within a short
time, the Area Coordinator for New York and New Jersey,
offering courses, lectures, and weekend and longer
in-residence courses for thousands of meditators. I also
coordinated the activities of the hundreds of teachers
who began, over the next couple of years, to return from
training courses given by Maharishi in Europe. The
number of interested students far exceeded the capacity
of the academy in India, so arrangements were made for
off-season rentals of hotels in such lovely places as
Mallorca, Spain, where those desiring to be trained as
teachers could be housed at a reasonable cost. By this time, I’d developed a strong
desire to work more closely with Maharishi. In 1971,
when he passed through New York, I had a few moments to
speak privately with him. I asked him two things. First,
when he inquired about how I was doing, I replied, “I’m
doing well, but there are still some moments when I
don’t feel completely happy or smooth in my behavior.” He smiled and said, “It will only
happen when you’re tired.” Looking back on this, I can barely
believe the naïveté I presented to him, a young
Westerner who’d practiced meditation for all of four
years, expecting to be perfectly at peace and living in
eternal bliss! And I marvel, in retrospect, at
Maharishi’s ability not to burst out laughing!
Nevertheless, his answer has proven to be, over 40
years, precisely true. If I am even reasonably rested, I
do feel content, peaceful, and able to deal with
whatever comes my way. But the more important question I got
to ask him was: “Maharishi, I would like to come and be
with you at the international headquarters.” He looked at me intently and said,
“But who will be in New York?” I immediately listed half a dozen
teachers who, in my opinion, were fully capable of
running the center. And then with great tenderness and
sweetness, he said again, “But who will be in New York?”
I understood that he wanted me to stay, and I accepted
that. During the following year, I managed
to complete another revision of my book. But not knowing
anything about publishing, I simply put the manuscript
in a drawer and left it there. One day I woke up with
the thought, It’s time to do something with the
manuscript. And then something happened that will make
any would-be author envious. That morning at the TM
center, I asked the first person who came in the door:
“You wouldn’t happen to know anything about publishing,
or have any contacts with any publishing companies,
would you?” She said, “I do know one editor, at E.
P. Dutton,” at that time one of the larger American
publishers. She kindly gave me the name of that person. Later in the day when I had a moment,
I called E. P. Dutton, asked for the editor, and said,
“I’ve written a book about Transcendental Meditation.
Would you be interested in seeing it?” She said, “I would be very
interested!” I said, ‘I’ll send it to you.” “Could you possibly bring it over?” Within a few days, I had a signed
contract for my book to be published. At this point, I’d been working on the
book entirely on my own. Only one person had read it,
and that was Jerry Jarvis, who’d read through it and had
made a few small suggestions. But I felt: This is
Maharishi’s teaching, and this is the first book being
published about TM; he should have a chance to read it
and correct any errors I might have made, or give it his
approval. So I took a leave from my work and
went to Europe, where Maharishi was conducting another
large teacher-training course. I brought my manuscript
with me, and there I was again able to have a private
meeting with him in his room. And the most wonderful
thing happened. Holding my manuscript in my hands, I
said, “Maharishi, I finished my book, and I have a
contract to publish it. I would like you to hear it.” He asked, “Are you satisfied with it?” I could not lie about it. I had
rewritten the book five times. Each draft was completely
new. I’m quite certain there was not a single sentence
left over from the first version. I had labored with all
the love and intelligence in my being to make every
phrase, sentence, and paragraph in the book truthful and
clear. So I told him, “Yes, I am satisfied with it. But,
it’s your teaching. I would like you to be satisfied with it.” “Then we’ll hear it!” I said, “Good. May I read it to you?” He looked at me and asked again, “But
are you satisfied with it?” Again I told him, “Yes, I am.” “Then it’s all right.” The way he said that was so
definitive, and so deeply appreciative, that I felt he
knew the labor I had put in, the effort I’d made to be
sure that every aspect of his teaching was presented
accurately, and I felt, All right. It’s okay. So then I brought up my second point.
“Maharishi, I want to offer your movement all the money
I receive for the book.” “No,” he said. “You keep it.” I had been firm in my desire to not
accept money for the book. I wanted to give it to
Maharishi to further his work. So I argued. “I really
want to give it to the movement.” He looked at me and said simply, “You
keep it.” Yet a third time, I insisted, “I don’t
need it. I have all that I need.” He told me, “You keep it. You’ll need
it.” I had heard it said that it is not
permissible, once a master tells you something three
times, to argue. So I simply dropped the point. And it
turned out that I would need that money! In the summer of 1972, a one-month TM
teacher-training course was held at Humboldt State
University in California, near one of the world’s last
great stands of giant redwood trees. I went for some
rest and the chance to spend extra hours in deep
meditation, but Maharishi immediately put me to work
creating materials that were to be used throughout the
world in a new course he was developing, called the
Science of Creative Intelligence (SCI). This was a
detailed analysis of the nature and unfoldment of
consciousness, uniting the modern, scientific, objective
approach with the ancient, subjective but equally
rigorous approach of the Vedas. By the time the Humboldt
course was drawing to a close, I had not quite finished
my work, so I went to him, materials in hand, prepared
to turn them over to someone else to complete. “Maharishi, I haven’t finished editing
the SCI texts. But it’s time for me to return to New
York.” I was very conscious of the fact that he had
directed me to stay in New York only a year previously.
But this time he surprised me by asking, “Why go to New
York?” I burst out laughing, and he laughed,
too. It was at that moment that my years of working
closely with him as part of his international staff, and
helping him to train teachers, would begin. But that’s another story. |
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