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I keep looking for those younger Subud members to con-tribute to Subud Voice. At last we have found a couple.Galvan Sky MacDonald and his sister Levana RoseMacDonald, the children of Karim and RashidahMacDonald who are part of the team running BCU schoolin Rungan Sari.

Here Galvan revels some intimate details you didn’t knowabout the life of his grandmother, our much-belovedSalamah Pope...My grandma, Salamah Pope was born in Mill Hill west ofLondon. She spent all of her childhood there. She lived therewith her one brother and parents. Both of her grandparentslived nearby. Her dad used to work for the navy but when mygrandma was born Mary (mom of Salamah)

The Life of Salamah Pope

From Latifah Taormina, the new SICA Chair...

We have a wonderful word in Subud, a word we use sooften we almost take it for granted, a word that is bothordinary and extraordinary, a word Bapak gave us – andone we loved to hear him say: “Begin.”

“Begin” may not have the cachet of other words in ourSubud lexicon. Yet, it is at the heart – and start – of whatwe really DO in Subud. And as the latihan also shows us,we must repeatedly “begin” to really grow.

So now we begin – again –with SICA.

The day after our SICA testingin Christchurch, Helena,Susannah, and I had theintention of testing about ourroles after the morning lati-han. But as the latihan fin-ished, I felt we must firstsungkum Ibu and ask for herblessings for our work. Mutisaid Ibu could fit us in to herschedule right then. So wefollowed Ibu and party out ofthe hall to a meeting spacethe Congress Organizing Teamhad arranged for Ibu in the floor above the hall.

After we did sungkum, we sat for a momenttogether, and I told Ibu we were the new SICAteam. She took one look at the three of us (andone of the women IHs who had come with us)and said, “Where are the men?”

We laughed and said we still had to attractthem! Then I told Ibu that we had come for herblessings and prayers for our work ahead as SICA was “quite weaknow” and had not yet been able to achieve the goalsBapak had laid out for us so long ago.

Yes, she said, (paraphrasing) SICA is weak because therehas been so much attention to business.

But SICA is still important because we cannot show peo-ple the latihan. But we can show the results of our latihan,

especially as we continue in Subud and become moreand more able to know and express our own real talents.And if people can learn to feel the difference betweenwhat has content and what does not, that can make adifference in the world.

I apologize that I do not have the exact words. Wethought it was being recorded, but the recording didn’ttake. Ibu also wished us well in our work – and remindedus that we would need much patience!

But even before our testing,and before Ibu agreed thatSICA is weak now, all of us whotested, and those who metwith us about where SICAmight be headed, agreedthat we need to re-vision SICA.

There were no SICA workingparties scheduled when wearrived at Congress, and whilethere were all manner of cul-tural activities at the congress,none of them – save one –had the SICA name on it. Theone? The wonderful work ofour young filmmakers who setup the whole Congress TV pro-

gram. Did they know that back in 1984 Bapakhad predicted that film and technology wouldplay a key role in putting SICA on the map?

The truth is SICA is not on our map, and it needsto be.

To begin our re-visioning, we have given theacronym, SICA, an additional meaning:

Spirituality – Inspiration – Creativity – Action

Our re-visioning process will look at ways for SICA toestablish a more direct relationship with people alreadyworking in cultural fields. We will look at ways to partnerwith dedicated and committed groups of people from allover the world that wish to be involved and active in thesharing process of one or more aspects related toSpirituality, Inspiration, Creativity and Action. This article has been edited for reasons of space.

Latifah Taormina, Chair of SICA. (Photo by Sahlan McKingley)

The truth isSICA is not onour map, andit needs to be

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wife and Ibu Ismana and Pak Icksan.

Bennett paid for them to fly fromIndonesia. Bapak moved to CoombeSprings, the big house near Londonwhere many Gurdjieff people lived,and stayed for almost one year to getSubud started in England. Abdullahand Salamah were both opened. Lotsof other people were opened andjoined Subud in England.

One day Abdullah asked Bapakwhere they should live and he said, “Go to California andlive and work there for a while, then go to SouthAmerica.” They went to California and found jobs andthen had Maria, the oldest daughter. They stayed therefor three years, then on the way back to England, theythought that they might stop in Indonesia, the place whereSubud first started.

Staying in IndonesiaBapak told them to stay and find work there. It was verydifficult for them because the culture was so different.Abdullah got a job but it paid very little and they werequite poor.

They lived there for a while but then in 1963 theConfrontasi happened because Sukarno the President atthat time, got very angry at England because he saidEngland was continuing the old system of colonialism. Hedeclared war on Britain so Salamah and Abdullah had toget out of Indonesia.

They moved back to England and had my mumRashidah. Then they came back to Indonesia in 1964.Then there was a Communist uprising and Bapak sentthem to New Zealand. When the war had stopped, theywent back again. Lucy was born in 1968. Salamah start-ed teaching at a school called JIS. At JIS she taughtIndonesian culture.

By then they were living happily. They had maids andgardeners. In 1974 the youngest daughter, Sity, was born.In Vermont New England while she was doing courses,Salamah had an amazing experience where she couldsee all these ideas from Bapak’s philosophy. She went tohim and asked him if what she had seen was correct hetold her that it was right. From that point, she has beenworking on the ideas.

They moved to Australia because Abdullah had a heartattack and if he did not get out of the tropics he woulddie. Now they are both still living there. They are living inPerth. They are happy and have lots of family near.

This article first appeared in 36K, a magazine produced by thechildren at BCU \School.

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wanted him to move back andfind work nearby.

She was six when World War 2started. She remembers the airraids in 1942, moving into thebomb shelter just outside herhouse. They would sleep inthere until it was safe to moveback to the house.

She said it was scary when thebombs were dropping and thatthey had a few bombs that hit

on the street next door. Her dad, William John Stewart,was too old to fight in the war. She remembers him goingout to patrol the streets for spies. He would also put outfires and do whatever had to be done around the area.The war finished when she was nine; everyone wasrelieved.

At the age of 10 she went to a very fancy and expensiveall-girl school. She finished school in Mill Hill then went towork in London as a bookseller. After working there for awhile, she went and studied at Pitmans College. She stud-ied typing and shorthand.

After studying she met a man called Derek. He was anarchitect and he was studying at the same university asmy grandpa. Abdullah; they were friends. Abdullah washaving a party and Derek and my grandma went togeth-er because by this time Derek and Salamah were goingout. Salamah liked the look of Abdullah and Abdullahliked the look of Salamah.

A while later there was a ball for the architecture stu-dents, when Salamah got to meet Abdullah. Theydanced and talked and then they got together.One night when the owner of Salamah’s flat went out ona trip for a couple days, Salamah had a huge party withalmost everyone she knew. In the morning there wereplates everywhere and the whole place was a mess. Thatmorning the owner came back unexpectedly. Shelooked at the place and threw Salamah out.

The Only One with a CarShe called Abdullah because he was the only one of herfriends that had a car. He picked her up with all her stuff.He said that she could stay at his small apartment becausehe was going to go and live closer to his parents. Shemoved in but later on Abdullah moved back in becausehe did not like where he was living. Both of them were stuckin this tiny room.

Salamah was working as a secretary and Abdullah wasstill studying. After five months they got married in a love-ly church. Before they were married Abdullah found thesepsychological exercises invented by a man calledGurdjieff. This was very important to both of them beforeSubud. It helps you to control your emotions and yourthoughts. They describe them as “very hard work”

They got a new Guru called John Bennett. He had a smallcompound outside London where he did the classes alsoknown as “work on yourself”. Through John Bennett theyheard about Subud. They moved into the compound andcontinued the classes. John Bennett was very interestedin this Subud thing, so he invited Bapak the founder ofSubud, to come to England. He came with his second

Salamah hadan amazingexperience seeing all

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“Levana Rose Macdonald, our other junior reporter nter-viewed Rosella Vaughn, daughter of Osanna and DylanVaughn. Rosella has been a volunteer at BCU school...

Rosella Manja Vaughn was born in Germany, on the 7thof June, 1989. Rosella is not married yet, nor does shehave any children.

Rosella’s mother is a book writer, and is from

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England. Her father isAmerican and he is a musi-cian; he plays the guitar.Her grandpa from herdad’s side is from the US.He was a military pilot.Her grandma from herdad’s side was Jewish. Hergrandpa from her mum’sside was from the UK andhe was a spy in the WorldWar Two. Her grandmafrom her mum’s side isSwedish.

Rosella’s experiences are:she grew up in the north ofGermany. She travelledwith her family throughEurope and the US. Shegot her High School

degree and got the top score out of all the students. Thenshe lived in Spain for eight months and learned Spanish.While she was there, she also taught German. Then shewent back to Germany and taught English at a primaryschool.

She then went to New Zealand for the Subud WorldCongress 2010. She has been to many congresses in herlife and she enjoys going to them. At the congress, shewas offered a job at a school in Indonesia, called BinaCita Utama, BCU for short. Now, she teaches SocialStudies and Biology.

Rosella’s interests in life are art, music, reading, travellingand biology. Her hobbies are playing the guitar, drawing,reading, hanging out with friends, eating and sleeping.

Rosella’s career aim is to be an artist and a teacher. Hergoals are to never stop learning, to become a good artist,to learn the guitar, to learn to speak many languages and tomeet the love of her life. Her dream is to travel the world. Herbelief is the oneness of the universe, and everything in it.

Rosella has recently completed her time at BCU and isnow travelling.

This article first appeared in 36K, a magazine produced by thechildren at BCU.

Subud Projects is a web site set up last year by HarrisMadden to showcase existing and past Subud projects inmany fields. The site is very clear and easy to navigate.You can choose from project types such as Enterprise &Business, Culture & the Arts, Social & Humanitarian and soon, and you can further refine your search by geograph-ical region.

Here are some entries from the Culture and the Arts sec-tion. They have been edited for reasons of space.Contact email addresses may be found at the site whichis www.subudprojects.net. Contributions to the site arewelcomed.

THE CHRONICLES OF THE FALCONERS OF NYMATH Abstract: A series of mystical fantasy novels written for 11+year olds, Country: Germany, Year Commenced: 2004.

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Description: This is a series of books written for 11+ yearolds (or any fan of mystical fantasy!) set in the imaginaryworld of Nymath. The stories revolve around falconerswho can see through the eyes of their falcons... andmuch, much more! This series of books is part of a largerproject – Legacy of Runes – including other authors,songs, puzzles and interactive, non-computer, games.Three Falcon books have been published so far inGermany by Arena Verlag in Munich: Der Schrei desFalken, Im Auge des Falken and Das Vermächtnis desFalken. They were written, however, in English and havebeen published by the author under the titles: FalconSight (2005), Falcon Search (2006) and Falcon Spirit(2008). The fourth book, Falcon Spell, has recently beencompleted (July 2009) and will be published in Englishlater this year. The author has also written lyrics for songsassociated with the project, available atwww.amazon.de under the CD title Golden Wings.Founders/Key People: Osanna Vaughn, Website:www.osannavaughn.com, Contact: Osanna Vaughn

ORCHESTRA ATLANTA Abstract: Orchestra comprised of professional and semi-pro-fessional musicians, Country: United States, YearCommenced: 2007 Description: Musica Atlanta is a group of30+ professional and semi-professional musicians giving 2-4 con-certs per year. Founders/Key People: Dahlan Foah, Website:www.orchestraatlanta.com, Contact: Dahlan Foah

DANCING THROUGH WALLS Abstract: Peace & reconciliation through dance & music,Country: United Kingdom, Year Commenced: 1983.Description: Dancing Through Walls began as a therapeu-tic approach to community dance. Over time it hasdeveloped as a bridge-building tool at interfaith andmulti-cultural events. We now apply twenty five yearsexperience in groupwork to developing new resources toassist peace work. This includes post-trauma support andconflict transformation. Founders / Key People: StefanFreedman (facilitator), Bethan Freedman (facilitator), JillHope (administrator), Website: www.worldance.org,Contact: Jill Hope

GREEN CHAIR GALLERY Abstract: Online-only art gallery, Country: UnitedKingdom, Year Commenced: 2009. Description: GreenChair Gallery is an online-only art gallery at www.green-chair-gallery.co.uk opened in December 2009. It is a gen-uine, “real” gallery, showing regular exhibitions thatattract a global audience. But is has no high street pres-ence anywhere. Its particular environmental angle andexhibitors from around the world make for a uniquemodel. Contact: Solihin Garrard

AURORA NOVA PUBLISHING Abstract: Publishing, Country: Australia, YearCommenced: 1986. Description: Showcasing the writingsof Marcus Mursalin Cornelius published by i-Universe(Fiction, Poetry/Song) & recordings of spoken word issuedfor download by i-Tunes & available for listening onLast.fm. Founders / Key People: Marcus Mursalin Cornelius(nom de plume: Marcus M Cornelius), Website: www.auro-ranovapublishing.net, Contact: Mursalin Cornelius

HISTORY OF DESIGN Abstract: A book that chronicles the history of design,Country: United States, Year Commenced: 2000.Description: I am working on a large book that will chron-icle the history of design from early cave

Rosella Vaughn with Levana RoseMacDonald

paintings and flint arrowheads to contemporary times.The book will include all parts of the world, a number ofwhich have not been covered in such histories before.The world history of design covers the histories of productand graphic design from early cave paintings and flintarrowheads to contemporary times. I discuss design with-in a social and political context and include parts of theworld that have not been covered before - LatinAmerica, Asia, the Middle East, and Africa. Most historiesof design concentrate on North America and Europe andsometimes Japan. This book about design will be the firsttrue world history.Founders / Key People: Victor Margolin,Contact: Victor Margolin

HAVE ART, WE'LL TRAVEL Abstract: Art with children using recycled and naturalmaterials, Country: United States, Year Commenced:1989. Description: Run by Melinda Wallis, a part time part-nership with son Emmanuel, started in response to NONcreative art seen in local schools. Hired to do art /educa-tion projects in King County libraries, festivals, schools,companies and other venues. Hired many other Subudpeople along the way. Mostly done on weekends. Havemany "lesson plans" of cultural art projects. Founders / KeyPeople: Melinda Pleshe Wallis, Contact: Melinda Wallis

CHERPITEL INTERNATIONAL FOTOS & WEBSITES Abstract: Photo ImageStories on the Internet, Country:United States. Year Commenced: 1968. Description:Individual websites indexed & linked from http://cherpi-tel.com display the range & history of photo enterprise,which is based in North America but international inscope. Founders/Key People: Sahlan Simón Cherpitel,Henrietta McCormack Website: cherpitel.com, ContactSimón cherpitel

QIYAMA Abstract: Planetarium showcase for the visionary works ofDonald Pass, Country: United Kingdom, Year Commenced:2008. Description: An immersive planetarium showcase forthe visionary works of Donald Pass www.donaldpass.comA pilot video 'Harvest of Souls x 3' can be viewed onYoutube. www.youtube.com/watch?v=q7sIWGBH5g0 The first experimental showing and private view of adome video took place in a mobile planetarium nearOxford, UK on 8th August 2009. Founders/Key People:Harfiyah Haleem, Contact Harfiyah Haleem

THE CAT'S WHISKERSAbstract: A book of humorous and philosophical poems,Country: United Kingdom, Year Commenced: 2007, Description: Illustrated book for adults and older children.Life seen through a cat's eyes. Wry observations abouthuman nature and a sprinkling of "Subud wisdom". Greatfor reading aloud. A second book is in the pipeline.Founders/Key People: Stefan Freedman (writer), JohannaÓst (illustrator), Website: www.worldance.org, ContactStefan Freedman.

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MESSAGE TO THE USA CONGRESSFrom Siti Rahayu Wiryohudoyo, Pamulang, 14th June 2010

Brothers and sisters of Subud USA and guests to the Congress,whom I respect,

I praise and thank Almighty God that at my advanced age Ican send a message to the Subud USA National Congress inlieu of being there with all of you.

I pray, even though Bapak is no longer with us and I am notable to join you, your enthusiasm for holding national con-gresses in each country will not decline.

The activity and growth of Subud relies on the willingness ofthe delegates, who represent the Subud community, to workon the organizational and kejiwaan sides. I ask for yourunderstanding to run the organization in line with guidelinesset by Bapak based on the guidance Bapak gave on thekejiwaan side. The activities of the organization and the keji-waan should complement each other so that their efforts todevelop Subud do not impede each other.

As time passes the economic pressure we face increases, soit is time for the committee to reawaken enterprises to fundSubud’s activities.

It is true that enterprise is hard to do and in the past createdtrauma in Subud circles. But when are we going to startagain? Even if we pray all the time, we will achieve nothingwithout effort, as it is only then that God will provide the way.

This is the written message that I need to send to you. Have agood congress and I pray it will produce a meaningful resultfor Subud USA in particular and Subud in general.

Sincerely, Ibu, (Siti Rahayu Wiryohudoyo)

The new Subud USA Team. Chairlady Rasjidah Franklin with Co-Vice Chairs:Shoshannah Margolin and Sonya Conrad

The WSA Executive team writes...

We are happy to announce that a new WSA CareSupport team has been selected. The new team comeswith excellent qualifications and brings a truly internation-al background to the program which will serve it and ourmembers well. Each person brings their particular experi-ence to his or her position which collectively will create astrong WSA program benefiting those using it. We aregrateful for their willingness to serve.• Care Support Coordinator - Annabella Ashby from theUnited Kingdom • Emergency Fund Coordinator - Sarah Becker of Chile,supported by Sabariah van Beek of Holland and HakeemNaibi of Nigeria • Education Fund Coordinator - Arnaud Delune

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from France, assisted by Renata Dunn.

We would like to express deep gratitude to RaynerSutherland, who so capably led the outgoing team,and is now the Muhammad Subuh FoundationExecutive Director, and Kumari Beck, who formerlyheaded the Education Fund, who is now the SDIA Chair.Rayner was a strong advocate for the program, trulybringing it into the international arena as WSA directedby the 2005 World Congress. Kumari did a stellar jobleading the education fund.

To learn more about the program, visit the Care Supportsection of www.subud.org or contact Annabella atannabella.ashby@gmail.com

HALIM KORZYBSKIA series of thumbnail sketches of people in Rungan Sariby Harris Smart asking, “Why are you here?”Although I have met him several times before, it is whileliving in Rungan Sari; that I have got to know the architectHalim Korzybski. He is here with his wife Maya at the invi-tation of Hamid da Silva to work on the expansion of theRungan Sari Hotel and BCU School. Maya is of course theVice-chair of the WSA Executive Team.

Halim was born in Warsaw in 1944, “while the bombs werefalling”, and his father was killed in the war. He grew up underthe repressive post-war Communist regime which did not suithis very individualistic temperament, and a year before finish-ing his university studies he left Poland for the USA.

He completed his architectural studies at Coopers Union,a small college in Manhattan and then worked as anarchitect mostly on housing projects. He joined Subud inNew York in 1971 and subsequently married and hadthree children.

During the 1980s he wrote a letterto Bapak. Halim had been trying tocreate a retirement project but itwas not going well and Bapakreplied, “Not yet! But one day youwill work in Kalimantan.”

In 1998 he moved back to Polandbecause he felt it was important forhis children to reconnect with theirancestral roots. It was also importantfor him personally to confront issues to do with his nation-ality and ancestry.

“Poland is a country which has always had to struggle forits existence,” he told me. “It has often been invaded bypowerful neighbouring countries and overwhelmed bythe violent tides of European history.

“It has been dismembered and sometimes disappearedaltogether as a nation. I felt that I had to free myself of thishistory of victimisation and the constant fight to survive.”

A Retreat CentreWhile in Poland, he began to search for a place thatcould become a retreat centre. “Architecture for me is allabout creating an environment where human beingscan feel comfortable and happy. Creating a space that

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has a life of its own where, for instance, city people cancome to replenish their energies.”

His marriage came to an end and he continued hissearch in France and Spain. Finally, in 2003, he found LaSource, a 200 year old farmhouse near the FrenchPyrenees. “You might say I found it through a real estateagent but it was really a gift, a grace, that came as theculmination of a long search.”

After I had found La Source it took only six months to com-plete the renovation and another year to build an addi-tional guest house to be able to house up to 35 people.Maya organized many Subud youth gatherings, creativewings jamboree, workshops and seminars; summer camps,and weddings as well as New Age groups such as yoga.

“Many people have said to me that it is a place with aspecial atmosphere, a place where they find themselvesat peace.”

Now (2010) he and Maya are in Kalimantan where theyare working on the development of the hotel at RunganSari and also the BCU School. In his designs for new build-ings for the school, he is particularly interested in creatingenergy-efficient structures using natural materials andnatural cooling techniques. Halim is also teaching at BCU,mostly coaching students individually in English.

“Why did we come here when we had La Source? Well,first of all it is not that we have left La Source permanent-ly, but we felt we had taken it to a certain level where wecould leave it for a time to work here. Also I alwaysremember Bapak’s advice to me all those years ago thatI had work to do in Kalimantan. So here I am…”

MAYA KORZYBSKAHarris Smart writes…

Rungan Sari is a magnet whichattracts many people, some asresidents, some for shorter orlonger visits. So while I was in theRungan Sari, I was able to inter-view many people, either residentsor those passing through.

I deliberately kept most of theseinterviews very short, just focusingon the question, why are you inRungan Sari? But my interview withMaya Korzybska turned into some-

thing different. She has had such a fascinating life that wetalked for several hours. One day I hope to publish all of thisinterview, but for now I will focus on what brought her toRungan Sari, with just a little of her interesting background.

For a start, her family name “Bernardes” derives from thefact that her ancestor was a Portuguese sailor who survivedthe wreckage of the Spanish Armada back in the 16th cen-tury and managed to make it to the shore of Scotland.

Maya (and her twin sister Osanna, of course) grew up onthe island of Jersey – a pretty unique environment – andthen when Maya was 10, they moved to Spain, where shewent first to a Spanish school then to a French Lycee.Another interesting fact about her is that she didn’t finishhigh school! This does not seem to have held her back atall, but Subud youth are not necessarily

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encouraged to follow her example.

As teenagers, those adventurous twins Maya andOsanna, being very tall, got jobs as dancers at the Lido(Paris) and then Maya moved into the music industryworking on concerts for major acts such as the RollingStones. She has many fascinating anecdotes about thatperiod in her life which can be revealed in the longeraccount of our conversation.

She married Thierry and together they worked on someextraordinarily innovative projects straddling the worlds ofbusiness and culture. They also found time to have twochildren Angelina, currently doing a Masters degree incinema but possibly to follow in her mother’s footsteps inthe entertainment industry, and Guillaume who is well-known as the amusing front man for Congress TV.

Garrett Thomson, the ISC chair, invited her to becomedeputy chair in the previous administration and now she

continues in a similar role but with a new title “DeputyCEO of the Subud World Association Executive Team”.

In 2001 she separated from Thierry and later met andmarried Halim Korzybski. Together they worked to set up La Source in the Pyrenees which became a place wheremany wonderful events were held for groups both in andout of Subud.

Now they are living in Rungan Sari and are both verymuch involved in the development of the Rungan SariResort, Halim on the architectural side and Maya on mar-keting and public relations.

Maya told me, “Our coming here grew out of some con-versations with Hamid Da Silva who owns the hotel as wellas being generally involved in Rungan Sari. Everything fellinto place. We were able to find people to look after LaSource and we came here for the two months beforeWorld Congress and then came back afterwards. •

IBU RAHAYU’S TALK ON THE 27thNIGHT OF RAMADANWisma Subud, Cilandak, Indonesia 25th January 1998Recording 05 CDK 1Raymond Lee’s translation edited by Sharif & Tuti HorthyCopyright © 2007 the World Subud Association. All rights reserved.

This talk was given for people practising the spiritual exerciseknown as the Subud Latihan. For those not practising this exercise,reading the following talks is not recommended as it could bemisunderstood.

Ibu Rahayu

Talks

I have been asked to speak to you tonight to providesome spiritual refreshment, as tonight is the 27th night, theNight of Power [lailatul qodar]. Almost without knowing it,we are approaching the end of our obligation to com-plete the Fast. I hope that, by God’s grace, we will all beable to complete what we are commanded by God todo in the course of the Ramadhan fast..

As you know, on the odd numbered nights after the 21stnight of the fast, God gives His grace to those humanbeings whom He chooses. As Subud members who wor-ship God through the latihan, it is our duty and also ourhope to be in a state of readiness, to be inwardly pre-pared, so we can receive God’s grace any time He wills. This grace of God is not some kind of gift that falls out ofthe sky and into your lap. Rather, without you necessarilybeing aware of it, the grace of God will express itself with-in you in the form of progress or development in your life, or in the life of your soul.

Don't be disappointed There may be those of you who feel that you havereceived some benefit in your life from following the fast,but there may be others who feel as though there hasbeen no benefit from fasting. Don’t feel disappointed if thisis the case, because understanding the path to God is notsomething you can study, or ask for. It will come when Godwills, in line with our own circumstances and needs.

It is just the same as in the latihan - we are simply the oneswho carry it out. By saying we are the ones who carry itout, I mean that all we can do is surrender and pay atten-tion, and be aware of all that we receive in this latihanthat touches the individuality of each one of us. So it is clear that the latihan is not something that has tobe studied, or that can be dealt with by the mind. So Irecommend that when you read or listen to Bapak’s talks,simply let the content soak into your being. Through let-ting the talk soak in, you will experience an awareness ora deep feeling, and it is there that you will find the truemeaning behind Bapak’s words.

I will be blunt - if you take one of Bapak’s talks and discussthem, then the part of you that has been filled by Bapakthrough the words in the talk, is replaced and filledinstead by the working of your mind. The result is that youcannot find the real meaning because you are againfilled with the content of your mind. You see, the knowl-edge or teaching given by Almighty God can be said tobe like the number zero. You cannot add to it or subtractfrom it in any way. If you attempt to do so with your mind,the true meaning is lost to you.

Differences of opinion So if we discuss it, people will put forward different inter-pretations and different opinions. From this you can seethat instead of becoming one - instead of being able tobase everything on our unity - we end up with differencesof opinion, differences in our feeling, which can causeemotions to flare up. This is the danger when we try towork out an understanding of spiritual matters.

Of course the purpose of Subud is not to create differ-ences - so let us resolve differences together through afeeling of harmony, so that we can be united with ourbrothers and sisters who worship beside us on the narrowpath of the latihan.

Let’s take for example the soul [jiwa]. You can’t point to yourown human soul, because it is your own soul - you cannot seeyour own soul within yourself. So it’s hard for you to believethat your soul, which you do not know, can grow to the pointwhere it can take you through experiences which your mindcannot think about. This comes about through the will and thepower of Almighty God, and it happens when the jiwa growsto the point that it can take you to a realm or universe which cannot be reached by human beings.

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It is as if we are freed from this world, and fol-low our soul as it is raised up to a place whereyou can witness the enormity of God’s power.Certainly such experiences are not always thesame, because there are a thousand ways bywhich our soul can make this journey.

Many ways Sometimes you feel as if you have left thiscoarse body and have various experiences,which will differ for each of you - for there aremany ways. This is the proof that there’s notheory or understanding of the mind whichcan be applied there, to encompass knowledge of God.The mind cannot reach it. We cannot see, or hear, or feelit with this physical body.

The latihan [latihan kejiwaan] which we follow, is ofcourse principally concerned with the development ofthe soul [jiwa]. This is different from mystical paths [kebati-nan] and everything that goes with that - they only reachyour inner [batin]. When this body we occupy disappears,that [inner] disappears with it. Whereas the soul continuesto live and exist [after this body has died].

"What’s happening to me?" The things I am telling you are not just stories, they are real.I have heard from many of you who have had [such]experiences; perhaps some of you have experienced justa little while others have gone quite far. For example,without any effort on your part, you are conscious of yoursoul freeing itself of this body. This is why we call the lati-han "training of the soul" [latihan kejiwaan], because it isa training. So you are being trained, [your soul] gets freeand just gets as far as the roof, but there you feel con-fused and scared - "What’s happening to me?" Well, Godknows everything so He knows your apprehension andfear and puts you back again.

This is how the soul develops - the longer the training, thefurther and deeper it will go. Sometimes, the speed of thesoul is such that no sooner has it left the body than youfind you are in space and your feet are balanced on theglobe. That also happens. Even when you have had thiskind of experience, sometimes you can’t understand ityet. ‘How did I get here, and what is the purpose forwhich God has brought me here?’ What this shows is thatwe just have to follow - all we can do is receive it. After all,this is the grace that you are hoping for. But the momentyou are given it, you get scared!

Forgive me, perhaps it’s the atmosphere of the fast - whatI am explaining tonight is rather advanced. So I hope thatthe new members here can follow what I am talkingabout. I am just giving you some examples of how greatand how wide this latihan is.

So don’t imagine that the latihan is onlymaking movements or shouting in the lati-han hall. That is just your purification - it’sonly the preparation. Of course, this prepa-ration can go on for years, and some ofyou will die while you are still in the process.That is known only to God, who is All-know-ing.

So however simple the latihan appears tobe, don’t neglect it, and don’t play with it.If you play with it the risks are high, as it

concerns your soul. In reality, the One whoguides you in the latihan is the power of God,not the helpers. The helpers just accompanyyou and look after you, but your latihan isdirectly under the power of the One AlmightyGod.

This is why you should obey the guidelinesthat Bapak has given us. These are for yourown good, and aimed at maintaining theunity of our Subud community. For whetherSubud is good or bad is in your own hands. Ifa Subud member does something wrong, it

will affect the name of Subud as a whole. So before youtalk to someone else about Subud, make sure that youreally understand what you are talking about.

Talking about experiences Yes, to talk about experiences is sometimes interestingand it can also be valuable, so that if one day you findyourself having a similar experience, you won’t be afraid,and you will be able to accept the reality of what you areexperiencing.

As I said earlier, in the spiritual path there are many ways andvariations and types of experience, depending on the cir-cumstances. Sometimes it is as if you see a light, andbecause you have done the latihan, in truth there is a lightwithin you as well. This light is called the essence of God [dhatAllah], or khatir ilham. Then spontaneously, the light within youunites with the light that you saw descending, and this canbe the means whereby you are drawn to enter into thepower of God, which is beyond human understanding.

Sometimes it is different - it is as if you are picked up by anaeroplane. It’s like a plane, but of course it is not an ordi-nary plane, as all of it is made of light and those in it aremade of light. And if you have to enter the plane youcan’t take all this [gesture] with you. What can enter isonly that light I mentioned that is within you - the essenceof God that is within you. This is just another example.

You may also find that as you are falling asleep, a voicecalls you to wake up, ‘Don’t sleep!’. For example, thevoice might say, ‘Hey Luqman, don’t sleep! Come withme.’ Now, whether you accept this or not, this voice isusually Bapak’s voice, and Bapak is asking you to go withhim. This shows us that although Bapak is not here physi-cally, Bapak continues to be responsible for guiding you. These are examples to show us that the process of the lati-han is very broad. It cannot be limited by years, or evenby our life in this world. We may have to continue thisprocess in the next world.

‘Why am I not able [to get] anything [like this]?’ Therefore you mustn’t start feeling bored. For instance

some of you may have followed the latihan fortwenty or thirty years, ‘Why am I not able [to get]anything [like this]?’ You shouldn’t worry aboutthat. It may not yet be God’s will for you, but alsoit may be that you have not yet been able to fullyprepare yourself to receive a greater contact withGod’s power.

I feel this is enough for tonight. Although it may betoo short, I feel it is best not to continue, so thatyou sleep well tonight. If I continue, you may notbe able to sleep at all. Thank you. This talk was first published in Subud Voice in 1998.

When you read orlisten to Bapak’s

talks, simply let thecontent soak into

your being

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the latihanappears to be,don’t neglect itand don’t play

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Inner Voice welcomes stories and letters. Please send to IlainaLennard, NEW E-MAIL ilaine.l@blueyonder.co.ukIlaina (Ilaine for the e-mail) can be contacted at her NEWADDRESS: 8 Sissinghurst Grove, Up Hatherley, Cheltenham,Glos. GL51 3FA UK NEW TEL NO: (+44) (0)1242 707 701

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SOLIHIN THOM – HIS JOURNEY PART 3Continuing the life of Solihin Thom, rewritten and re-edited byIlaina Lennard from the interview with further explanationstaken from Riantee Rand’s book THE MANY FACES OF SUBUD...

Another pivotal experienceSolihin: After both these experiences my work changed. Istarted to spontaneously receive hand modes, andunderstandings of therapeutic processes.

It was as if I was downloading, directly receiving a bookof knowledge and understanding, even though, all theseyears later I realize that I didn’t really have much of anunderstanding but the language of the work was given tome. It would take these further twenty-five years to deci-pher, edit, deepen my understanding, develop in manyother ways, before this work, now called InnerDialogue™would really become what it is today.

During these early and heady days I had another pivotalexperience. I had started to get the sensation of prostat-ic discomfort, and as my grandfather and father bothhad enlarged prostates I decided that I had betterexplore what this meant.

My grandfather had died of old age but also cancer inthe pelvis that had metastasized from the prostate. I wasseeing a young man who had had testicular cancer. Iwas working with him, and during this particular processhe had ended up having a very painful headache.

The force was huge and as we worked what arose out ofhim was that his grandfather was inside him, as a doppel-ganger – his soul had jumped into his vessel after deathand was hanging onto the only vessel he knew – havinghad no faith or inner life. This client had real difficulty inreleasing the soul of his grandfather but eventually did,and immediately the headache disappeared. He feltlighter, clearer, free.

However I went home with his headache – no, mine, butprobably sparked by his process. I got Alicia to help withme, and found that there was an absolute parallel. Theheadache was as if holding onto something, and as weworked strange arcane memories popped up from pastsessions about Masonic rituals and knowledge which Inever had been privy to.

Then up came the mudra that indicated that inside mewas an ancestor, and as we ranged back through the lin-eages, it turned out to be my father’s father. He had beena Mason. The penny dropped. My grandfather had died,and not free to go, held by his rituals and spiritual materi-alism, looked for the most immediate and open vessel –my young and ‘open’ body. He had been visiting ourhouse in Edinburgh, and I remember being around him, inthe summer holidays before he died.

I surrendered and opened up, as if to allow him to go,thanking him, but also praying to God for mercy for him andasking for his angels to come to take him where he neededto go. I literally felt this slightly oily, dense energy emerge outof me, am not sure about the angels, but he left.

For the next three of four days I felt completely different.It was as if this soul sitting and occupying space withinme, had stopped the emergence of ‘Solihin’. I was disori-ented, felt light-headed, and not sure of who I was.

“Am I doing something wrong?”I often went to Austria during the eighties to present work-shops about the life forces, and which we now call BeingHuman: The Forces that Shape a Human Life. In thosedays it consisted of three workshops, but now there areseven or eight.

We introduce participants to the model of the internalhierarchy and natural order within the architecture of ahuman, both at a physical as well as an inner level. Wealso introduce what we call bridges, that are qualitiesthat help the emergence of the human, from the lower tohigher natures within us.

We also started to see that the lower natures — material,vegetal, animal and human — were often disarrayed,mixed up, absent or out of order. When out of order, theycreated physiological changes in the participants as wellas changing their feelings, actions and thoughts. Slowlywe saw that I had inadvertently discovered a constella-tion system of the human organism, which precisely mir-rored internal states.

Little did I know that Bert Hellinger, a German sociologist,was developing a similar model, not of the life forces perse, but of family constellations. His work has grown expo-nentially, while ours has remained, I am sorry to say, in thehands of a few of us, although this August we are devel-oping a training in Spain for those interested and whohave done our work before.

During this particular time in Vienna, and after a longworkshop I came home to my rooms in Vienna, disturbedand worried.

“Oh God” I prayed that night, “am I doing somethingwrong? Am I giving people wrong information, or experi-ences that they are not ready for; is this from Lucifer, theFalse Light?”

There is a part of me that is always questioning what I do.I have an inbuilt caution-meter which asks this pertinentquestion all the time, and in my prayers, even now, Iplace my trust in God but also ask always to be shownwhen I am off track, being misguided or presenting infor-mation that is either not true or which people are not ableto hear. My body has developed a large repertoire of sig-nals that I receive, I believe, from within my inner self, thatwarn me constantly what, when, and how much to say.

That particular night I had a dream about driving Bapakaround. He was sitting on my right: a familiar position, as Ihad on a few occasions been either a driver or escort forBapak during his many visits to England. I turned, andasked him, “Am I doing what is God’s Will, am I OK? Am Idoing things that are wrong?”

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soft hand, and stroked me on theside of the face – the touch I canstill feel today as I write. “Yah, yah”he replied, with that simple chuck-le and smile.

I woke up, the dream completelyvivid, imprinted into my being. Itwas the reassurance that I need-ed. I certainly realized that overthe years I had done all sorts of

things which I shouldn’t have done then, nor of coursenow, but they had been techniques, protocols and innerprocesses that I had to go through, use and discard orsee their use and place firmly on the shelf to be used onlyin special occasions.

I knew I had followed a thin line between a surrenderedhuman (Anwar) and a human who was developing him-self (Anwas) through his own personal power. The story oftwo of the sons of Adam, Sayy’id Anwas and Anwar hasalways been present within my consciousness.

In the Being Human workshops we help people to differ-entiate. A baby is born undifferentiated, Our task is to riseup, emerge as vertical humans to find our being. Our ritesof passage are often hidden or are artificial rites of pas-sage, unless we are blessed with the Presence of Gracein our lives – Subud manifests as such; a living and alwayspresent Grace that accompanies, penetrates and guidesus. Many other people all over the world also have thatcontact, although they may not call it Subud, but it is thehand and power of God. To be continued...

THE JOURNEYArifin Conrad, Austria, writes of a truly remarkable seriesof experiences. Taken from the book An ExtraordinaryMan by Emmanuel Williams and Ilaine Lennard..

It was early spring ’89. The trees had no leaves yet and itwas still quite cold when I entered our car to go to work.It was the usual morning routine. Pick up my friend whoworked at the same school, drive there and prepare forthe lessons.

My friend was talking about a movie he had seen the daybefore when I started to feel uneasy. While he was talkingaway I felt a strange pressure mounting inside me. It gotharder and harder to concentrate on driving let alone onwhat my friend was talking about.

When we were getting close to school my heart seemedto explode and what was left of my consciousnessthought that I was having a heart attack and that I wasgoing to die. I remember worrying about causing anaccident.

The pounding inside mixed with panic and my confusionwas so strong that only a fraction of myself was left todeal with the outside world. My friend was still talkingunaware of what was going on and I was parking the carby the school.

Fortunately I still had an hour’s time before my lessons start-ed so I went to lie down in the staff-room. I had no idea howI had been able to get there. There was something strangeabout this. Obviously I could do things normally outside evenwhile I was experiencing being close to death inside.

But at the time I was too busy with what was happeningto me inside, to see that. I thought that the end was nearand that I would not rise from that bed again.

Still after an hour I rose, went to my next lessons and gotthrough work without major difficulties. I remember mystate of confusion when I drove home. On the one handI had these symptoms that made me worry that I was verysick, whilst on the other I was still functioning. I decided tokeep this to myself and see where it went.

The following night I was woken from my sleep by anotherexplosion in my heart and was gasping for air. It was not aspowerful as before but strong enough to fill every fibre ofmy being with terror. I was not in control of my life anymore.

Something was happening to me. I had to get up and movearound and quite naturally a latihan arose that after contin-uing for quite a while allowed me to go back to sleep.

This went on night after night and of course I could nolonger hide it from Kamilia, my wife. When I told her whatwas happening and what I thought about it she didn’treact with too much alarm, but somehow with under-standing. Later she told me that she had a very strong lati-han in which she was told what was happening to herhusband. We decided to sleep in separate rooms.

When Kamilia and I had found Subud I felt that I hadfound what I was looking for. All the complicated ways toget in contact with the One Creator had melted into asimple exercise – the latihan kejiwaan of Subud. No Guru,no teaching, no technique, just following what arisesinside one’s self. It was a big relief and I felt as if I hadcome home.

For the first time in years I felt like I could be myself andnothing more than that. I desired nothing more than anormal life. Two years later Kamilia and I married and ayear later our first son Aaron was born.

There were so many new challenges – life was full. And withthe latihan it all had content. It was an adventure. I can’t saythat my Latihans were extraordinary but it was enough forme – full of discoveries about myself, my wife and the world.

In ’86 I came home one day and Kamilia and a Subudfriend of hers were smiling at me. I felt alert. ‘I have justbooked a ticket to England for you to go to Bapak’s talkat Anugraha’ she said.

Now that was something I hadn’t expected. And I wasnot sure if I wanted it. Bapak was some kind of anunknowable. He had been the first to receive the Latihanand to pass it on, thank God.

But often when I heard people talk about him it felt likethey saw him as some sort of guru and I didn’t like that.After I had been opened in Subud I had put that paradoxaside for later. So I decided to go and find out for myself.

When I did Latihan with the crowd in front of Bapak it waslike everything vanished and I was experiencing pure lati-han without conditions. I was receiving for myself directlywithout interference. And all the while I was aware of abright light shining beside me. For quite some time it wasmy measure of how surrendered I was in my latihan.

I experienced Bapak as a kind old man who

Our task is to rise up, emerge asvertical humans to

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had an understanding about the Latihan and lifewhich exceeded mine by worlds. And still therewas modesty and simplicity about him thatearned my respect and love.

A year later, one morning the phone rang and afriend told me that Bapak had just passed away.I put the phone down and cried - cried so hardas if I had lost my father. How was this possible? Ihardly knew anything about this man. At the timemost of the Subud talk was about enterprises andKalimantan. What I knew of Bapak came from histalks of the time and hearsay.

So when another year later I had the experience of what Ithought was a heart attack I had not the slightest suspicionthat it could have anything to do with the spiritual. Ofcourse I had heard that one could get into a state calledcrisis but that word was frequently used for any unpleasant,inexplicable state a Subud member could experience.

Night after night I was woken up and sometimes even inthe daytime when I tried to get some sleep. I had hopedit would stop but it didn’t. I could go on with my work anddo what was necessary but not much more.

One day an elder Subud sister came for a visit and I askedher if it could happen that in the course of our develop-ment through the Latihan one could also experiencefrightening things.

She said that one could and asked what it was. So Iexplained a little more and she got quiet. Then she saidthat obviously something wanted to happen to me andwhy didn’t I try to give way and see what happened.

That was definitely not what I had hoped to hear. To meit sounded like I should explore death itself. And I felt notready or that.

Nevertheless my state of crisis continued...One Sunday morning I went to do a Latihan on my own.It was a normal Latihan but suddenly I heard my namebeing spoken by an unknown voice. I looked around butcouldn’t see anyone so I continued until my name wasrepeated.

I stopped again and looked, looked even outside theroom but the whole place was empty. When I went backto continue my hair started standing on end. Then againmy name was said and this time I replied saying that I wasready to listen. “Travel!”, the voice saidand disappeared.

I was left with my mind racing. What could this possiblymean? Where? Why? And how?

Another time the roof opened and I was hit bylightning three times. These happenings in theLatihan were not the Latihan I was used to. Wasthis still Latihan? Thinking about this I could saythat first of all I had had no wish to experiencesomething like that nor had I imagined that sucha thing could happen. And it felt like the Latihan- just more intense. And I had no choice anyway.

The same applied to my experiences at night.Somehow it felt like I was being pulled or beingcalled. And my little life was terrified to give in

and follow. I held on for quite a while but thingsdidn’t get better.

Praying didn’t help, distractions didn’t help – ithad a life of its own. The night came where I justcouldn’t, get up to Latihan myself to peace.Couldn’t be bothered by the terror of my heart.Couldn’t be confused by the questions of mymind. And to my surprise some kind of relief andpeace came over me.

Out of nowhere a face came facing mine andthis person asked me where I had been for so long andthat I had been wasting my time and then went on to lec-ture me about the importance of answering when beingcalled.

I listened for a while until my mouth opened and I said:“Excuse me please, but I want to go to God.” The personbowed and disappeared and I found myself back tomyself and soon fell asleep.

Next night it was a bit easier. I was woken up but not withthe usual intensity. I could feel that my fear and willingnessto give way had found a balance. I lay on my bed andwhen the pull came I let it happen. I felt kind of lifted upand gently put on the edge of my bed in a sitting position.

I opened my eyes and looked around feeling strangely lightand naked. There behind my back lay my body on thebed. I was surprised but not anxious. After watching mybody for a while and not finding anything alarming about itI looked around the room and wondered what to do now.

So I got up and walked around. Since nothing happenedI decided to walk around the house. I went to the door toopen it but to my surprise my hand went right through it. Iwas amazed. So I tried to walk through it and it worked. Itried the wall next and that worked too. I walked all overthe house and looked at the kids in their beds, looked atKamilia and then returned to my body. There I sat downagain and waited.

After a while I thought that maybe I could go through theceiling and while thinking this I was lifted up and wentthrough the ceiling and up to the roof. It was a quiet sum-mer night and the full moon was illuminating everythingwith its silver light. I took in the view for quite a while. Sittingnaked on the roof on a quiet moonlit summer night.

I looked up at the moon and thought: ‘The moon…’. Amazed I saw that it seemed to get bigger; I realized thatthe house was far, far below and I was being moved atan increasing speed. Before I could really grasp what washappening I could see the boundaries of the earth andthe moon had become much bigger. It didn’t take toolong and it filled my sight.

Next thing I remember is standing on the surfaceof the moon and looking back at the place Icame from. Bigger than the moon seen fromearth, our planet looked like a dark ball with ashiny bluish crescent on one side. My curiositykicked in.

I wanted to see where mankind had landed on themoon and was taken there. Then I wanted to seeMars, then Venus, then Jupiter. That was quite a longjourney and I decided to go back.

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I was wokenfrom my sleep

by anotherexplosion in

my heart

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I went to thedoor to open it

but to my surprise my

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On the way back my journey came to a stop.After a while I renewed my wish to go where Iwanted to go but nothing happened. I got wor-ried and started pleading but still no movement.I got scared and realized that I had been follow-ing my curiosity rather than guidance.

So I started to pray and praise the One that hascreated everything, the One that moves every-thing, the One whose wisdom is beyond any lim-its. And movement came. And the promise notto move by my own will but by His will arose.

The journey continued and I did not know where. After awhile it looked like it was going towards the sun. Anotherwhile later I passed a rather small planet which I think wasMercury and was heading towards the sun which by nowhad grown incredibly big. It was getting so big that thereseemed to be nothing else and I was kind of taken insidesinking into something and then finding myself back in mybody at home.

I lifted my arm to make sure it was mine. It was a bit slowbut definitely my own solid arm. I sank back with a sigh ofrelief, rolled myself into a comfortable position and soonfell asleep. I couldn’t think since it all was beyond any-thing I knew but I sure felt grateful to be back home.

After this journey my attitude started to change. When Ibegan telling Kamilia and close friends about what hadhappened to me they were very excited. Their attentionwas some kind of comfort but at the same time I couldn’tshare their excitement.

First of all because I didn’t feel I had achieved anything.And then why should someone at my age and quiterecently in Subud receive the Grace of God as theyimplied? And after all I didn’t feel well. I felt more like abasket case than a saint. I was deeply shaken. Somethinghad cracked open inside and I couldn’t determine whatwas inside and what was outside of me.

The experiences at night went on. Mostly I was shownthings like sometimes leaving my body. The pull was lessforceful and it almost turned into some sort of normality.Still I couldn’t understand why I had to see these things.

After about three months these experiences graduallystopped. At last I could sleep at night. Yet it didn’tchange what was going on inside. I was very cautiousand trying to avoid people because so much was beingfelt and someone coming to our house was like a truckarriving waiting to be unpacked. I just didn’t want to seethose things.

By Christmas, things had settled down a bit more...On Christmas Eve the children were at their grandpar-ents’ and Kamilia and I were preparing theChristmas tree when I started to feel strange. Iwent to my study to rest and sat at my desk look-ing out of the window. Out of the blue I heard avoice saying: ‘An angel is travelling to my ser-vant. Close your eyes!’

I closed my eyes and within seconds I could feelthe presence of a being that was really big andpowerful. ‘You shall travel to God’ it said. ‘Areyou ready?’ My mind was racing. Here I was andthis powerful being knew all about me. None of

the little things that could fill my daily life counted- only what was real. And as I was seeing this likein an X-ray I realised to my surprise that indeed Iwas ready. And all the while my mind tried to finda way out.

To my astonishment I said ‘Yes, I am.’ And I couldfeel that this being was kind of nodding. ‘So beit’, it said and was about to leave when my heartand mind came to life. ‘Wait!’ I asked, “Why me?I am the least to deserve such a thing!’ Theanswer came like a verdict: ‘You are ready. That

is enough.’

Again I felt that it was leaving and I asked: ‘Please, couldI celebrate Christmas with my family beforehand?’ ‘So beit’, came the answer and the being was gone.

Fortunately there was a lot to do that day and all the fam-ily had a nice Christmas but my heart and mind werebusy. By the time we went to bed I didn’t dare to liedown. Had my time come? Was I going to die? I spentmost of the night sitting at my desk until I was so exhaust-ed that I just had to lie down.

I awoke next morning and nothing had happened. I did-n’t feel good. I felt like I had broken my promise andmissed my chance. I felt deeply torn between hidingaway and following. Anyway my chance had passed byand I had been too much of a coward to take it.

The day went by with family visits. Night came and whenit was time to go to bed I didn’t expect anything. I waslying in bed busy with myself when I felt the pull. I was lift-ed from my body up through the roof, through the cloudsand into space.

Suddenly the movement stopped and all my fear andconfusion came after me and formed one big question:‘What if all this is not from Almighty God?’

I felt like I was paralyzed. There was silence, quietness andout of the quietness came a voice: ‘Arifin, what wouldyou be, if I would not be?’ My whole life passed beforemy eyes. ‘You are because I want you to be.’

What can I say? I existed because Almighty God wantedme to exist. I was at peace. I was taken to the sun andnext morning awoke feeling deeply grateful. Everythinghad its place, its time, its purpose. It didn’t really matter ifI understood or not. That day we had a visitor and afterlunch I felt tired and withdrew to my study to take a rest.

I lay on my bed ready to doze off when I was taken outof my body. I found myself standing beside the bed fac-ing my body which looked really peaceful.

I turned around and on the chair beside my deskwas Bapak smiling at me...It is hard to express what I felt at that moment.First there was astonishment and then a waveof relief – and joy. It felt like I had found my longlost father and he knew everything about me.He looked like when I had last seen him inAnugraha yet really healthy. He had a walkingstick leaning against his knee. And he was smil-ing at me.

I asked: ‘Bapak, why are you here?’

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I was lifted frommy body up

through the roof,through the

clouds and intospace

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Nothing but the truth

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Still smiling he replied: ‘You cannot go alone. That is whyI’m here.’

While saying that he stood up. ‘Let’s go.’ , he said and upwe went. When going up he changed shape and itlooked like a big human shaped light with myself a littlelight following the big one.

When we got into space Bapak stopped and asked: ‘Didyou take the earth with you?’ and when he saw I hadn’the said: ‘Let’s go back.’ So we went back down andBapak took me all around the planet and let me feel thenature of various things while giving explanations.

This went on for quite a while until I started growing biggerand bigger and my feet were standing on earth and myhead was far out in space. Suddenly I was being bent,wrapped around the world and finally I had the planet inmy belly. I felt so heavy I could not move.

‘Bapak,’ I said, ‘it is too heavy for me. I cannot move.’‘Nothing is impossible for Almighty God’, he said and theweight was gone.

We moved on to the sun and it was so big that it filledeverything I could see. We went through it and enteredan endlessly empty space. There was nothing to be seenthough I could feel Bapak’s presence after anxiously ask-ing where he was. After what appeared to be an endlessjourney I was approaching two huge beings who felt likethe being that had visited me. They had no mercy andhad no human feelings. Nothing but the truth counted.

They asked me who I was and I could not say. I knew thatthey would turn me back when Bapak said: ‘This is one ofmy children.’

They nodded and I was allowed to pass. After that I wason my own but I cannot put in words what I was shown.There were worlds after worlds and at one point I wantedto stay because there was nothing left that I desired. I feltcomplete and at home. That is when Bapak called meand explained that I was not here to stay and that I hadto go on.

To go on was extremely difficult. At one point I met Bapakin his place and he showed me who he was. Going on Iended in a place where there was nothing or everythingat the same time. I cannot possibly describe it.

I was shown a dark ball in my hand and when I looked atit here was a tiny dot of light on it. After a while anotherdot of light appeared and then another one and anoth-er one. More and more appeared and then thin threadsof light started connecting those dots until it looked like anet around the globe. It grew more dense and at onepoint the globe began to glow from inside.

Then I was told that I had to go back...

There was no wish to leave but no arguing either. The jour-ney back was very fast and I soon found myself back on thebed in my study. When I was sure of being back in my bodyI got up and told Kamilia what had happened to me.

The way back into life was not an easy one. With the lastjourney these kind of experiences had stopped. I couldsleep at night and there was no more leaving my body.Not that I was really wanting to.

But something inside was missing that place where I felt somuch at home. The world around me felt coarse and cold.It was an effort to be willing to live in it. And overall herewas the question of what to do with these experiences.

Although I was not too aware of it at the time our outercircumstances changed quite dramatically. I gave up myjob as a teacher and started in computers. We had twomore children and moved house. But for quite a while Icould not go to the group Latihan.

I told the story of my experiences to a few friends andwhile it gave some comfort to share them, I wasn’t toohappy with the reactions that put me in a place thatwasn’t mine.

Two years after the experiences Ibu Rahayu came to visitAustria. One of our friends approached her, told herabout my story and asked if that had been a true experi-ence. When Ibu said that yes, it had, our friend asked ifshe would like to meet me and she did.

So Kamilia and I went to see Ibu Rahayu that evening.When we met I could immediately feel that she under-stood. For the first time I felt there was space for all of it.We sat down and chatted and laughed about both ofour experiences. She said that Bapak had always prayedthat people could witness his experiences. In the end shebecame serious and said that now I had to go on with mylife in this world.

That evening with Ibu was a big help for me. Somehoweverything had found its place. I had known that I had nochoice but to go on but now it had meaning and pur-pose. I could make peace with the world. The term ‘per-fect’ belongs to the other world. I was not perfect andthat was all right.

THE VIBRATION OF LIFE

Anthony Bright-Paul reflects on the nature of worship. Thebook he refers to in the first paragraph is “Following theFootsteps of Subud through an Intellectual Perspective”by Ir. Haryono Sumohadiwodjojo...

Now one of the things that Haryono’s book has illuminat-ed for me is the reason that Bapak couched so muchthat he said in terms of Worship of God. Anyone whoreads the first book of Bapak’s talks cannot fail to noticethat almost every talk begins with the assertion that thelatihan is the worship of God, but not in the way that weare used to.

In fact Bapak goes much farther than that, becausehe asserts that the normal worship that we see orattend in Church or Mosque is a form that is man-made, derived from ‘heart and mind’, whereas in thelatihan, even if we go Eee-eee, or bark like a dog,even if we spin like a top or roll over the ground,because this comes from a force beyond our thoughtsand desires, because it enters not through our nafsu,then that indeed is worship of God.

Indeed he goes much farther when he asserts that thelatihan will bring to life the various organs, so that we canworship God with the whole of us – that we can worshipwith our hands, with our eyes, with our brains, with ourfeelings, that we can worship anywhere in any

place and at any time.

Now what Bapak describes as worship istotally different from the sort of worshipthat Christians are used to, whether in theChurch of England or the Church ofRome. It is interesting to note that theorder of service in both these Churches isactually the same, though the Romanmay still use Latin, but even that is not nec-essarily so.

The worship I was used to in anEngl ish Publ ic School fol lowedthese norms. We intoned the

Collects – Prevent us O Lord in all our doings (Theword Prevent comes from the Latin Pre-venire,meaning that we ask God to go before us), wesang Hymns – All Glory Laud and Honour to TheeRedeemer King. That for us and for most ofChristendom was what we meant by worship.

So that when Ibu Sumari in the very early days atCoombe Springs took certain new ladies aside and saidto them very simply “You want worship God?” nobodyturned round and said “Not particularly!” for the simplereason that they simply felt that there was a whole lotmore to it.

When Bennett and Elizabeth hastily introduced us toSubud, more or less half an hour before we were opened,did either of them talk anything about worship? Not at all.We were being introduced to a new exercise, which it wasimplied would lead to the opening of the HigherEmotional Centre. That we needed this was made clearbecause we were all at an impasse. Speak for yourself MrB. I for one did not feel I was at an impasse by any man-ner of means.

Now this quandary that many people felt can bestbe exemplified by an extract from a little bookcompiled by Patricia Lacey, called “Conversationswith Friends.” Hadidjah Gregory was about to beopened.

“The woman invited me into a small room and then said,‘I am going to say the opening statement and then askyou to say in your own words that you believe in God andthat you wish to worship only God.’ And I got really scared!

I said, “Wait a minute! What does this have to do withGod?”

Did you say this to yourself?

“No. Out loud. She told me that Subud is surrender and wor-ship of Almighty God. I asked what if I did not believe inGod…”

There in a nutshell is the quandary for many Westerners,who are looking for something, but do not necessarilybelieve in God. They are searching for Truth, but cannotbelieve that there is an old Jew way up in the sky, with along grey beard and a comb in his left vest pocket. PaceGurdjieff. Or that God is sitting on a diamond encrustedthrone – such concepts were no longer possible for manywestern people.

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KEEPING PROMISES - RAMADAN

In ‘'The Greatest Gift’, a book published some years agoby the late Ivan Vos, he recalled a visit to Cilandak forRamadan in 1968. He was amongst a group of membersfrom Europe who chartered a plane to go to Jakarta...

It was a very old 'plane we boarded, so old in fact thatsomeone remarked it even had outside toilets! Anywaythe journey wasn't too bad except that on the last lapafter we left Bombay we ran out of food and water.

We had our dinner served at 3 a.m. Jakarta time, whenwe were told that no more food could be served asthere was nothing left and we had also run out of drink-ing water. Strangely this coincided with the last mealbefore the Ramadan fast at Cilandak. So we actuallystarted our fast at the same time as our brothers and sis-ters there.

After arrival we all gathered in the latihan hall andsomeone from the Jakarta group gave us a welcomingspeech. After the speech everyone sat quietly on theirbenches. I thought that we should also say somethingbut all stayed quiet.

I eventually stood up and said something like this: "Wepraise Almighty God for the opportunity to be here inWisma Subud and many thanks to you all for being ourhost". As an afterthought, as I was near Bapak, I askedhim how my name should be pronounced - Aivan as theEnglish people called me or Evan the Dutch way. It wasto be Evan.

Fasting did not seem too difficult except for smoking. Ismoked three cigarettes during the next day. I felt veryguilty about this and in the evening I went into the lati-han hall and prayed for help and strength not to smokethe following day.

At first nothing happened and I wasn't at all convincedthat I could be helped, so 1 persisted in my prayers. Thenall of a sudden I heard a voice in my head, loud andclear, saying "Promise". I argued "How can I promise? Iam so weak I might not be able to keep my promise".This kept on for some time but the voice insisted"Promise" and in the end I had to promise. As soon as Iconsented the voice stopped and the next day I nolonger had difficulties with smoking.

The first evening Bapak talked mainly about the mean-ing of fasting and compared the various religions, point-ing out that Islam was easier to follow than Christianity.When your face is slapped on one side it is difficult toturn the other cheek. Islam says that people mustdefend themselves, which in fact the Christians doalthough it is not Christ's teaching. One must resist evil.

The Christian on the other hand did a lot more good inthe world like sending missionaries to various parts of theworld to convert the people to the worship of God.Bapak also said that man does not really belong to thisworld but to a far higher realm.

Another evening Bapak spoke about the real meaning oflatihan. It is the greatest gift that can ever be given to man,a gift so precious that it is very difficult to grasp. It must notbe treated lightly. If we went to latihan with

escaped the notice of some Subudmembers.

Alexander McCall Smith is theProfessor Emeritus of Medical Lawat the University of Edinburgh inScotland. He was born inZimbabwe and was a LawProfessor at the University ofBotswana, so he knows Africa. Hehas also written widely about ethicsand morality.

These books are all about awoman called Precious Ramotswe who sets up thedetective agency of the title in Botswana. She is quite alarge lady; the polite term is "traditionally built". She is alsovery clever, observant and compassionate.

On the first level, the books have the appeal of stories bypeople like Agatha Christie which feature a very enter-taining and quirky detective such as Miss Marples orHercule Poirot. The only difference is that Precious is rarelycalled upon to solve murders. Her cases are usually lesssensational than that, such as straying husbands, oremployees who steal from their workplace.

The second level of enjoyment in the series of novels iswhat we learn about Africa. The usual image that we getof Africa in the media is that it is a terrible place, of peo-ple starving, of children with swollen bellies, of insane dic-tatorships, of revolutions and hideous massacres.

The Africa depicted in the Precious books is quite a differ-ent place and a much more positive picture of tradition-al Africa. We usually do not hear much about Botswana(no doubt because there are no insane dictators orhideous massacres). Through these books we learn a lotabout another side of Africa, its landscapes, its lifestyles,its manners and morality.

The third level of interest and value in these books is thatthey present you with a very positive moral environmentwhere qualities such as courtesy and kindness are greatlyvalued. This is extremely hard to find these days. It isextremely hard to find best-selling books or commercialmovies with these kinds of values.

It is as if modern people have become so blunt, sodead, so insensitive, their souls so encased in concrete,that only the most extreme noise and violence canenable them to feel anything. Movies these days most-ly consist of gigantic explosions. It is as if people canonly feel something if they are being hit with a sledge-hammer or blown up with dynamite, or shocked out oftheir senses by depictions of horror.

We are rarely presented in popular entertainment withserious explorations of human values such as the value ofbeing polite. Precious never uses violence to solve a case.She solves them with her intelligence and powers ofobservation and her solicitude for people. She can bevery direct in her speaking but she never threatens orhurts anyone. Even when she uncovers miscreants, she isoften very compassionate towards them. The booksencourage an attitude of tolerance and acceptance ofthe mystery of life. “There but for the grace of God go I.”

The books are really about love and this is

100% faith, God would repay with100% and we would have no wor-ries about this earthly life becauseGod would provide everything.

If we come to latihan with only 5%faith. God would only repay 5%and 95% of the burdens of lifewould have to be carried by our-selves. This to me was so clear thatat that moment I seemed to under-stand all the problems in the world.

Bapak also made it clear that there were no rules inSubud. One can go to latihan once a month, once aweek, or five times a week. Bapak does not mind. Butfrom experience, Bapak advises that twice a week onaverage is best. Too many latihans usually produceunnecessary suffering and crisis cases, too few usuallyresults in confusion. But we must do exactly as we pleaseand take the consequences.

Bapak spoke on three different occasions about promis-ing. Making a promise is like digging a hole. Many peo-ple dig lots of holes and are unable to fill them so that inthe end they fall into them. In marriage a very seriouspromise is made, to love and cherish till death us part.

A few days later, or sometimes before this, there is aquarrel, the promise is broken and another hole dug.It is not surprising that there are so many unhappymarriages.

Bapak talked to us every evening from about 11 p.m.until 2 a.m. and I shall never forget the inner experiencesI had during the time I spent in Cilandak.

Thanks to Tony Bright Paul for drawing our attention tothis items. It has been slightly edited for reasons ofspace.

Harris Smart writes...

While I was living in Rungan Sari recently, I read a bookwhich made a great impression on me. It is called TheNumber-One Ladies Detective Agency by AlexanderMcCall Smith.

It is not a book about Subud, or by a Subud member, butI believe it has a resonance with Subud. I felt it was so,particularly in the context of Rungan Sari.

We have so little room in Subud Voice that we neverreview books or films unless they are by Subud membersor about Subud, but just the once, I want to make anexception. No doubt in the future, when Subud Voice is alarge and glossy publication reaching millions of people,we will have lots of room for expressing a Subud perspec-tive on the culture in general. So, let’s make a start now.

Most of us do not spend all our time reading only Bapakand Ibu talks but sometimes for a change we like to readother books when travelling on planes and so on. So Iwould like to recommend to you this book, and the manyothers in the series which follow it. (I think there are nowabout eight titles in the series.) The books are already well-known and highly acclaimed, but perhaps they have

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particularly evident around about the second or thirdnovel in the series where Precious’s fiancé, Mr J BMatekoni, a garage mechanic and proprietor ofTlokweng Road Speedy Motors, adopts two children, a lit-tle girl in a wheel chair and her brother. The story of howthese children became orphans is heart-rending and Mr JB Maketoni's generous action towards them, backed upby Precious, is extremely moving. We are in the presenceof love, of which we cannot get too much either in booksor in life.

The books are on the human level where most of us inSubud try to dwell, not on the spectacular level of hugeexplosions in which tens of thousands are killed. Most of ushope for a life of steady improvement. This is exemplifiedin the books by Precious’s assistant, a woman known asGrace Makutski.

She has had a very difficult life. She got 97% when shegraduated from Botswana Secretarial College, anunprecedented score, but found that when she tried toget a job, all the jobs went to more glamorous girls whowere lucky to have got 50%.

But we see how she steadily improves her life. She sets upher own little enterprise, the Kalahari Typing School forMen, which because it is based on a real need does quitewell in a modest way. She also finds herself a good hus-band. This is the level on which most of us would probablylike to see improvement in our lives.

I read the books while I was in Kalimantan and teachingat BCU, and it struck me what an excellent resonancethere was between the books and what the school is try-ing to do. Because the school is also about cultivatinghuman values, like courtesy and kindness, about caringabout other people and trying to do as well as you can inlife yourself, and then hopefully also improving the worldaround you.

At one point in a later book in the series, ‘The GoodHusband of Zebra Drive’, Precious reflects on life in a waywhich could almost be a statement of BCU’s philosophy,or indeed of Subud life generally, the values of “patience,acceptance and submission” of improvement of oneselfand the world “little by little”.

Precious thinks, “So the small things came into their own:small acts of helping others, if one could; small acts ofmaking one's own life better: acts of love, acts of laugh-ter. Clever people might laugh at such simplicity, but, sheasked herself, what was their solution?”

If Alexander McCall Smith were a Subud member, I amsure we would all be very proud of him and inclined tosay, “Those books are just what we would hope for from aSubud member!”

Turning a vision into reality…

On Saturday, May 22nd, Subud Seattle [www.subud-greaterseattle.com] officially opened their doors to thecommunity, friends, relatives and potential clients to showoff the newly renovated 'Spring Street Center'. The spacewill be used not only for the group, but has been turnedinto an enterprise available for various functions rangingfrom weddings, to cultural events, workshops or retreats.

The Greater Seattle Subud group spent nine years refur-bishing this lovely house and the grounds surrounding it.The effort has been spearheaded by Marston Gregory, asustainable building consultant, using the talent, laborand funds from the local group. They also secured loansfrom the Pacific Northwest building fund and received agrant from the Muhammad Subuh Foundation.

Built in 1901, the Spring Street Center is a turn-of–the-cen-tury home that was bought by the Lutheran Church in the1930’s. A chapel was added at that time. It was used asa resource for the deaf for several years and was thenpurchased by Subud Seattle in 1974. More recently thedeed was turned over to Subud Pacific Northwest [includ-ing Washington, Oregon, Idaho, Alaska, Montana andWyoming], becoming a resource for the entire region.Tastefully appointed rooms are also available on a night-ly basis. http://www.springstreetcenter.netFrom www.subudworldnews.com

Congratulations to Subud Seattle

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Kalimantan Gold Corporation Limited is pleased toannounce that it has raised C$661,750 from a non-bro-kered private placement financing announced on April22, 2010, involving the issue of 13,235,000 commonshares at a price of C$0.05 per share. The commonshares issued are restricted from trading through the TSXVenture Exchange until November 20, 2010.

The Company intends to use the proceeds to fund itsongoing copper and gold exploration projects, aswell as general working capital purposes.

About Kalimantan GoldKalimantan Gold Corporation Limited is a junior explo-ration company listed on both the TSX VentureExchange in Canada and on AIM in London.

The Company has two exploration projects inKalimantan: the Jelai epithermal gold prospect in EastKalimantan and a Contract of Work in CentralKalimantan with multiple porphyry copper and goldprospects. For further information please visitwww.kalimantan.com or contact:

Rahman Connelly, Chief Executive Officer+61 418116955 Email: rconnelly@ozemail.com.au

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