| zurück | ||||
http://www.ayurveda-produkte.de/musik-buecher-duefte-und-mehr/buecher-und-publikationen.html
http://www.meditation.de/transzendentale-meditation/literatur-zur-transzendentalen-meditation/
http://www.transzendentale-meditation.de/pages/mpage8.htm
http://www.mumpress.com/maharishi-books.html
http://www.mumpress.com/ebooks.html
http://issue10.tmmagazine.org/transcendental-meditation-revisited.html#books
http://jackforem.com The Essential Teachings of Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
| https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/314847.Victory_Before_War Victory Before War: Preventing Terrorism Through the Vedic Peace Technologies of His Holiness Maharishi Mahesh Yogi by   
           | 
          ![]()  | 
        |
| http://www.amazon.com/Blue-Salon-Other-Follies-Boyhood-ebook/dp/B006ZIMODC/ref=sr_1_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1416139507&sr=1-2&keywords=vernon+katz+%2B+upanishads
             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.  | 
          ![]()  | 
        
| 
              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
                  the U.S., Europe, and Australia.  | 
          http://www.amazon.com/Upanishads-Translation-Tarcher-Cornerstone-Editions/dp/0399174230/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1416139507&sr=1-1&keywords=vernon+katz+%2B+upanishads |  ![]()  | 
        
| Volume Two
                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
                knowledge for all humanity.  | 
           ![]()  | 
        |
            Transcendental Meditationwith Questions and AnswersA5 size, 168 pages, round corners,
                guilded (high quality gold edges) This book consists of two parts. Part
                One is a talk by Maharishi on Transcendental Meditation.
                Part Two consists of questions addressed to Maharishi by
                audiences attending his lectures and the answers given
                by Maharishi. These cover the period from March 1960 to
                mid 1961, when Maharishi held evening discourses in
                London, England. The questions and answers have been
                grouped under headings according to the topics
                discussed. (May 1967, Rishikesh) Quote from the book: ‘There is an ever-increasing state of
                chaos in the world; tension increases daily in the
                individual, in social life, in national affairs, and
                international relations. The great and urgent need is
                for something to re-establish harmony in the individual
                human being and to give him peace; only from such an
                inner peace can wisdom and happiness be born. All that
                we call wisdom today, all knowledge, the whole process
                of endless fact-gathering must utterly fail to satisfy
                the real needs of man; for these real needs are called
                happiness, understanding, and wisdom, and they are not
                vain and unworldly aspirations but man's
                birthright.’—Maharishi, 1961, London Table of Contents: PART I: Transcendental
                Meditation Life Is Joyful  | 
          
             Unfoldment of Latent
                Faculties PART II: Questions and
                Answers Transcendental Meditation PART III: Appendices A Glimpse of Maharishi's
                Achievements 1957- 2008, and continuing to the present To place an order for this
                book, please contact: Maharishi Ayurveda Products
                Europe B.V.  | 
          
            ![]() 
  | 
        
    | 
              | 
        |||||
            http://www.enlightenmentforeveryone.comEnlightenment is for Everyone
                (Official Book Trailer)
             | 
          
            by Dr. Keith Wallace"This book is a profound gift.
                Beautifully written, it gently opens our eyes to who we
                truly are and guides us in accessing the divine wisdom,
                peace and bliss within each one of us. Ann Purcell
                weaves the teachings of Maharishi with her personal
                journey to provide the keys to transformation." ~ Amy Hatkoff ~ Child and family advocate, parenting
                educator, filmmaker, and author of The Inner World of
                Farm Animals; You are My World: How a Parent's Love
                Shapes a Baby's Mind; and How To Save The Children. "Let Your Soul Sing is a brilliant and
                simply written reflection on how to live a life of joy,
                balance, and wholeness. As such, it is a roadmap to
                personal fulfillment, creative expression, and a
                gentler, kinder, more balanced world. While Let Your Soul Sing is for
                everyone, women in particular will find their own
                essential, divine, nourishing nature reflected back to
                them through this book." ~ Candace Badgett ~ Chairman of the Global Mother Divine
                Organization, President of the Global Health Foundation
                for Women, and Director of The Raj Ayurveda Health
                Center and Spa  | 
        |||||
            Catching the Big Fishhttp://www.amazon.de/Catching-Big-Fish-Meditation-Consciousness/dp/1585425400 | 
          
            by David Lynch | 
        |||||
            The Flow of Consciousness
             | 
          
            By Rhoda F. Orme-Johnson, Ph.D. and
                Susan K. Anderson, Ph.D.
           | 
        |||||
            2011 - New Book on TM by world-renowned psychiatristTRANSCENDENCE: Healing and
                Transformation Through Transcendental Meditation
                (Tarcher/Penguin, 2011)
             | 
          
            By Norman Rosenthal, M.D.Dr. Rosenthal’s broad-ranging book
                will appeal both to newcomers who want to know the
                basics of this ancient technique, as well as seasoned
                meditators wishing to broaden their knowledge and deepen
                their understanding about it. By presenting a mix of fascinating
                stories, published research, and his own clinical and
                personal experience with the Transcendental Meditation
                program, Dr. Rosenthal illustrates the value of the TM
                program in promoting cardiac health, reducing anxiety
                and depression, and helping people suffering from
                traumatic stress and addiction. Dr. Rosenthal emphasizes that the TM
                technique can especially help highly successful people
                to live fuller and richer lives. He illustrates this in
                interviews with prominent meditators like Paul
                McCartney, Martin Scorsese, Moby, Russell Brand, and
                Laura Dern.  | 
        |||||
| TRANSCENDENTAL MEDITATION: THE ESSENTIAL TEACHINGS OF MAHARISHI MAHESH YOGI | ||||||
| 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
                the costs.”  | 
          
             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.  | 
        |||||
            http://www.mumpress.com/books/other-authors/1tsa.html | 
        ||||||
            
  | 
        ||||||