Newsletter #5 Winter 2015/2016

Welcome to our Winter 2015/2016 newsletter.


Editorial

In this Winter edition of the newsletter, we discuss the view of The Kosmon Tradition on life after death, which contains insights not generally available in our culture. The enigmatic yew tree circles in Sandhill Wood are also discussed. Finally you will find an article by Peter Andrews which expresses his profound view of faith.

Sandhill Wood in the snow
Sandhill Wood in the snow

Everything is Cared for

Oahspe is the name of the extensive collection of channelled material, originating in the USA in the mid-19th century, which inspired the establishment in London, in 1904, of what is now called The Kosmon Sanctuary, now based in Walton Manor. The aim of Oahspe is expressed in the following quotation:

“(The aim of) this book Oahspe (is) to teach mortals how to attain to hear the Creator’s voice, and to see his heavens, in full consciousness, while still living on the earth, and to know in truth the place and condition awaiting them after death.” [1]

According to The Kosmon Tradition, our physical life is the first step in our evolutionary journey. After dying, we pass into the heavens, where our journey continues. There are levels in the heavens, which we may call the lower and higher heavens. Oahspe stresses that the wise person uses their physical existence to prepare themselves for death and their journey beyond the physical realm.

“At death the real life begins; mould yourself well while your body has a good anchor, the physical body. The highest, best life in this world, finds the best life in heaven.” [2]

Here is an account from The Kosmon Tradition of the care given to those who have died without knowledge of the afterlife:

“Oahspe’s picture of the after-life is very detailed. We are told that those who die in this world without knowledge of an afterlife are, in the other world, helpless as children; this will include those who are stillborn and tiny infants. The angels in heaven, themselves once mortals on this and other planets, gather these earth-born spirits into the lower heavens, teaching them gradually to ascend to the higher heavens.” [3]

Those experiencing sudden death, as in war, as well as those leading tortured lives on earth, are given special care:

Soldiers killed in battle often do not realise they have died and go on fighting (when arriving in the lower heavens).—— Their minds are distraught and they often need treatment. —–Spirits who put themselves in a hell of their own making (on earth) need lengthy treatment before restoration is fully achieved. [4]

A sense of the experience of the evolving soul in the highest level of the heavens is conveyed in the following quotation from a trance address given in 1933:

“There is a point in one’s unfoldment wherein it is said that a man is able to hear the Creator speaking. This may be regarded as the highest intuition and illumination combined. If we can learn to cease from always seeking objectivity (i.e. seeking conclusions derived from ordinary thinking), the intuition gradually advances to its highest possible point, culminating in permanent illumination. That would give to all men the power to understand everything. Would it not be a wonderful thing to hear His Voice speaking through the higher mind? One day you will know this. Then you can say: The Father moveth me; I and the Father are one.” [5]

What emerges from these insights is that everything is cared for, whatever the appearances to the contrary. However, to realise this requires a very wide perspective indeed.

References

  1. Oahspe. Modern Language Edition. Vol.1. 02/1.24.
  2. Oahspe. Modern Language Edition. Vol.1. 27/12.12.
  3. Man’s Long Journey. Greta James. p7. The Kosmon Press.
  4. Hospitals in Heaven. Frank Morley. Kosmon Unity. Dec.1987, p16.
  5. Objective and Subjective. George Morley. A Path of Light. p13. The Kosmon Press.

Anthony Deavin


Yew Tree Circles at The Kosmon Sanctuary

The woodland at the Kosmon Sanctuary, known as Sandhill Wood, has several yew trees. There is nothing unusual in this of course, but what is striking is that in our case, most of the yew trees are formed into three circles, comprising four, five and seven trees. The seven tree circle actually comprises a circle of six trees, with one in the centre.

Most of the trees are roughly 150 years old, though two are much older, probably 300 years old. Someone in the past has planted these circles, though one can only guess as to the reason. Possibly, the aim was to create a strong yew tree field of energy. One has only to stand in the centre of one of the circles to experience this: very grounded and strong with a sense of its own identity and the continuity of life.

These qualities are expressed in the way the tree grows. Nothing grows under a yew tree. It exists in its own space, projecting a strong sense of its own self, its own identity. Moreover, the lower branches of the mature tree touch the ground, root, and create a circle of new trees which grow and blend with each other and the parent tree. Thus the source of life perpetually renews itself and thus it was that the Druids regarded the yew tree as the tree of eternity.

Yew tree circle of seven trees with one in the center in the Winter sunshine
Yew tree circle of seven trees with one in the center in the Winter sunshine
A closer view of the yew tree circle of seven trees
A closer view of the yew tree circle of seven trees
Old Yew tree regenerating by the lower branch bowing and touching the ground
Old Yew tree regenerating by the lower branch bowing and touching the ground

A Thought for our Time

I was asked a few days ago, if I would write an article for the winter news letter. I did not have any idea what I would be writing about, but started to think about the time when I published a quarterly magazine for the Kosmon Church. To start with I started to look through some back numbers that I have on the shelf in my office. This gave me an idea and the article that started my train of thought was as follows.

His Name was Fleming

His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer. One day while trying to make a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby bog. He dropped his tools and ran to the bog. There, mired to the waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free himself. Farmer Fleming saved the lad from what could have been a slow and terrifying death.

The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman’s sparse surroundings. An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself as the father of the boy farmer Fleming had saved. I want to repay you, said the nobleman. You saved my son’s life. No. I can’t accept payment for what I did, the Scottish farmer replied waving off the offer.

At that moment, the farmer’s son came to the door of the family home. Is that your son? the nobleman asked. Yes, the farmer replied proudly. The nobleman said, I’ll make a deal with you. Let me provide him with the same level of education my own son will enjoy. If the lad is anything like his father, he’ll no doubt grow to be a man we both can be proud of. And that he did.

Farmer Fleming’s son attended the very best schools and in time, graduated from St Mary’s Medical School in London, and went on to become known throughout the world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin.

Years afterward, the same nobleman’s son who was saved from the bog was stricken with pneumonia. What saved his life? Penicillin.

The name of the nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill.

His son’s name? Sir Winston Churchill.

(First published in Kosmon Unity Winter 2004/5)

The above is to the best of my knowledge a true story. However if you agree or disagree with me is not important. The truth is in the knowing. The young lad went to a better school than he thought he was destined to go too. He found something that was going to change the lives of many people, not just the nobleman’s son.

The thing is, he did not know his future when he went to school. It developed with him in what he did in his everyday life. Yes you could say it was because of his education. Yet I think it was more than that, I think it was his destiny. A chain reaction of various events that led him to do certain things. We all have a destiny. What gets in the way is not education or the lack of it, but ourselves. We say Oh I can’t do that, or I am not cut out for that life or I’m scared. Fear is often the answer to many of our decisions.

I am not any different, I can look back on my life and remember times when I did all of the above. Yet I am here still having done a good many things that I have thought I could not do. Standing in front of a congregation and leading a service never ever sat right with me. But I carried on doing it for many years. I do not know what my future will bring, but I have Faith. Faith in the ‘One All Light’ and that when things are right I will be shown a way forward. That does not mean that I will take it, but I do know that if I do, it will take me forward another step towards my ultimate destination.

With this acceptance and my faith in a creator, someone or some being with greater knowledge and ability than mine, comes a sense of well being. A knowledge that whatever happens to me will become a part of me and I will take it with me. Not just here on the earthly plain, but into the realms beyond, with the full understanding that I am doing the best I can with the abilities I have and that I may find other abilities on the way.

I need to keep an open mind and be willing to accept whatever challenges that are put in my way. That does not make it easy. In fact it can be very difficult. Some of the things that I experienced in my early life, things I could do nothing about, have made me who I am . Horror, mayhem, death and destruction have all played a part But having Faith in a creator as well as in oneself, can make a great deal of difference to everything and everyone around you.

Have Faith and Travel with Confidence.

Peter L Andrews


Our ancient sweet chestnut in Winter. It's hard to believe that it has a girth of 20 feet!
Our ancient sweet chestnut in Winter. It’s hard to believe that it has a girth of 20 feet!