While I first intended to write critiques
for all 12 discourses in the ECK Satsang Discourses, Fourth Series,
I have decided to end the critiques with discourse # 3. From time
to time I may post an article on some section of a future discourse,
if the attacks and negativity increase to the proportion found
in the first few discourses. I hope I have shown a new way to
view the discourses that will help others be more objective rather
than accepting Klemp's words as SUGMAD on earth. Discourses 5
and 6, while still in Klemp's style (vain and negative) have moderated
somewhat and I feel I need to move on to other phases in the Recovery
Process for myself.
Raphael's Recovery Room's Web Site
has been modified. It now contains 4 sections. Three main sections
and a fourth that has helpful links to other recovery supportive
web sites. The three main sections of the Recovery Room are:
Click here to visit Raphael's Recovery Room
Thank you for all the supportive
e-mails and messages.
As a final note I'd like to share
a quote from discourse # 5.
Here is a story from the MASTER 4
discourses that illustrates in Klemp's own words his true ability
to be self-reliant. This story also shows a neurotic tendency,
as well as meglomaniacal paranoia.
An example of ECK opening
a door once happened when my wife and I moved to a new home. Like
Paul, my spiritual duties allow me to be with chelas mainly at
ECK seminars and to make a rare public appearance during a spiritual
crisis in the world. Usually, I keep a low profile in the community.
So on moving day, members
of the ECK staff helped us move the two ECK offices that my wife
and I have in our home. My job was to keep packing boxes in a
private back room of our old home.
When the movers arrived early
that morning, bedlam came with them. A few minutes after their
arrival, I noticed that my supply of packing tape, needed to make
boxes and finish packing, was running low. My wife was upstairs,
busy directing the movers. I tapped on the ceiling, hoping to
attract her attention above the noises of moving but failed to
Seated on the floor, I looked
through the stack of items that awaited packing. There, under
some books, was a cellular phone. It also had a spare battery.
Now I could call our main phone upstairs, tell my wife about the
impasse, and ask someone to bring down a new roll of tape without
the movers' knowledge.
But the cellular phone gave
a 'low battery' reading. It wouldn't dial. So I reached for the
spare battery. I switched batteries, turned on the phone, but
this battery was not just low, it was completely dead. My options
were running out.
Looking around the room again,
I spotted an unconnected regular phone off in a corner. Using
it to call our home number, instead of a cellular phone, would
likely return a busy signal. So my call would not get through.
But running out of ideas, I plugged the phone into a wall jack
anyway and picked up the receiver. To my surprise, a friend was
talking on the line. I wondered what quirk of electronics was
letting me listen in on a message from the phone upstairs.
Since the phone had not rung,
it seemed to rule out an outside call.
Yet it was exactly that. Seconds
earlier, our friend's husband had felt an inner nudge and thus
asked her to call us for an update on the move. So she did. When
our answering machine balked at giving instructions on leaving
a message, she began talking into the phone anyway, hoping someone
on our end would answer. Downstairs, I plugged in the spare phone
a second after her call, explaining why the phone never rang and
the answering machine didn't respond.
In touch with the outside
world again, I explained the situation. She quickly relayed my
request for tape to someone upstairs with a cellular phone. A
few minutes later, a roll of tape arrived. Now I could pack.
This help from the ECK, which
involved a very unlikely chain of coincidences, allowed the move
to stay on schedule. It made a hard day more pleasant.
- The Master 4 Discourses,
Harold Klemp, Pages 26-27
Harold, everyday of your life is
hard isn't it? Why on earth could you not walk upstairs open a
door and yell: 'Joan give me some tape?' Too much reliance on
Are you afraid of the ECK employees,
they're already in your house helping you. Why on earth did you
accept their help anyway?
If you're so frightened of them,
why not go to a restaurant and hide out for the day? Oh, are you
more afraid of the general public, the sinister Kal forces, are
they out to get you?
Obviously your next step if the coincidence
wouldn't have happened would have been to call out using your
regular phone to your friend, who would in turn call your house.
Or perhaps you're too afraid to call your friend. You could have
just waited in fetal position for Joan to come downstairs to check
your diaper and bring you some tape.
ULTIMATE SELF-RELIANCE? How about
Eckists, see what miracles of spirit
await you when you attain God-Realization through Eckankar? Unfortunately
neurosis, paranoia, and delusion also seem to accompany the Eck
Harold, your excuse of maintaining
a low profile is lame. And clarify which WORLD CRISIS, Paul, and
You have ever come out into the public to make a rare appearance
As GOD on earth you certainly have
some spiritual talents. Don't you? Face it Harold, you are in
the same boat as all of us. You are a man, that's all. Certainly
not a master. Give it up, Harold. Look in the mirror and say.
'My name is Harold, and I am just a man'. Repeat it over and over
and it will certainly bring results. Eckists, including Raphael,
look into the mirror and repeat 'His name is Harold, and he is
just a man'. Repeat it over and over and pray that it will bring
Harold, really, what is wrong with
you? Have you not been taking your medication?
Harold, why don't you come clean
about who you really are, and give us a little truth?
Peace and Growth,