SHORT
AUTOBIOGRAPHY:
Before
I was born I had a dialogue with my guides and told
them I did not want to incarnate. They told me I had
to, but when I was born I did not fully come into the
body until months later and felt the horror of
having a body I could not use.
My parents were extremely loving and that
made the ordeal tolerable.
I knew then the difference between
personality and individuality.
As a soul, I am the same individual no matter
what reincarnational mask (persona) or personality I
wear.
My
sensitivity in those early years always troubled me
as I oftentimes knew things about people, situations
and events I did not want to know. I
had unusual habits of staring at the sun or looking
at clouds. I have a grand trine
in air signs which may explain those early excursions into
aeromancy.
I also knew that the world scoffed at the
paranormal. It
wasn’t until my first Saturn return
in Cancer at
the age of twenty eight that
I finally learned how to master my sensitivity.
I began to know from where or from whom the
messages or impressions were coming from. I
finished college with an M.A. and taught High School
English for a few years and finally Job Corp.
Because of my continual search for truth, I
did not stay with any one career. I had a
paint contracting business for many years that
allowed me to be independent while taking time off
to travel to India and pursue my spiritual
interest. The lesson is autonomy
permits pursuing your love and not being a slave to someone
else's love, obligation and business plan.
A
dear friend and coworker whom I loved like a brother
painted many houses with me. One day an
injured bird came around to our job site and stayed
for several days. I told him that someone he knew
from the past was dying and wanted to say
goodbye. His father whom he hadn't seen in
years came to say goodbye because he was dying of a
fatal disease. The owner of the house did not
believe this story however no American Indian would
dismiss this casually. Birds are often
messengers as they fly close to heaven. The
Tibetan Master Dhwal Khul states that devas (angels)
experience the physical plane through birds. Aristophanes play, "The Birds" makes allusions
as to their omens. Augury was very much in vogue in
the Third Century of the common era when Porphyry
opined 'that the gods, though silent, give signs and
the birds divine their meaning quicker than men and
so inspired give warning by whatever means in their
capacity as heralds. 
I learned the difference between the psychic
and the spiritual world.
The psychic or astral plane is a
“sandwich” layer between the physical plane and
the spiritual plane; ergo, it can harbor both
positive and negative forces.
The spiritual plane, of course, is the source
of the positive direction of the soul. I learned
to trust my soul intuition
throughout my
life. Sometime in my thirties, as I was
walking on a stretch of Virginia Beach, I heard the
voice of my father who died when I was only
eleven. He told me to watch out for my
mother. I heard the words cardiac arrest and
pulmonary edema. I went home and saw that she
was suffering from the flu so I took her to a doctor
who gave her some antibiotics. I had to go to
work so I left her knowing that my brother and
sister was nearby. When I came home I found
out that she was rushed to the hospital and was told
by the attending physician that she had cardiac
arrest and pulmonary edema.
Later
on I had a relationship with a nurse or an RN.
I saw her M.S. (Multiple Sclerosis) condition before
the doctors ever diagnosed her. I saw
the covering around her nerves (myelin
sheath) damaged. This sensitivity was
always painful. First, people dismiss the
insight, making fun of it and do not take it
seriously. This meant they were not taking me
seriously. This impacted my self image.
Second, I could not heal the person, or this is what
I thought. I learned later that the
information, insight, warning is part of the healing
process. and most individuals must heal themselves;
however, this does not diminish the pain I
experienced when these sort of events
occurred. This gift often left me awash in
emotions like a sea of trouble with no land in
sight.
While living with this beautiful lady I received a
draft notice during the Vietnam War. I became
a conscientious objector They refused that
status and sent me to their army shrink who labeled
me schizoid. This was fairly typical of the
times. The nation was in a spiritual revival
and many people, not just myself, were interested in
matters that were considered crazy by conventional
standards. So, I suspect that many people
reading this have experienced the same thing. Authority
perniciously labels those things they do not know or
cannot accept; this is still done today. I
have no mental illness and many of you too are not
mentally ill just because you believe in divine
providence and experiences that are hard to describe
to others. Stereotyping can be a poisonous
process. The military doctors had no diagnostic
code for psychics or astrologers, so they classed me
as mentally ill. It is ironic how often good
benefits can derive from seemingly bad events.
It turned out I did not have to go to Vietnam and
was thankful I did not have to engage in killing or
other things that I would find far more distasteful
and psychically disturbing.
My
spiritual odyssey took me in many directions.
Astrology was and remains my first love. In my early
twenties I went to New York City and listened to lectures
from many astrologers and consumed hundreds books by
many of them seeking to find the secrets of the
astrological soul map. I
visited many Spiritualist Camps in the U.S. but I always knew there was so much more. I took an
interest in Eastern philosophy when I first read The Autobiography of a Yogi
by Paramahamsa
Yogananda. One night I was astral traveling and was
flying over the Bay of Bengal
with a Spiritual guide and had a desire to be
initiated by a guru from the Giri Mountain Order of
Swamis. The
second I awoke the phone rang. It was a long time
friend telling me that Swami Hariharianda Giri was
visiting in Arlington Va. and I was invited to come see him.
I was twenty nine
years old. I
later learned that spiritual masters could do just
about anything.
After
reading The Holy man and the Psychiatrist by
Samuel
H. Sandweiss I smelled jasmine
coming from the book
which I learned was Sai Baba’s signature. Another
signature of Sai Baba is vibhutti which is called sacred ash. I went
to see him several times and changed my first name
to Sai about twenty five years ago. I embraced the
best of all religions and hold only to truth. I
visit the ashrams of Swami Muktananda and Nityananda
as well as Shiva Bali Yoga
and many other Indian
teachers in India.
I
embraced the teaching of a Sufi master, Bawa
Muhyiadeem in Philadelphia. I
sought truth in The Holy Order of Mans, Mahakiri No
Waza and many, many other light centers. There are
some light centers that work co-creatively with
nature and the consciousness of nature spirits like Findhorn
and Perelandra.
This
is the age of fulfillment.
“In the last days it will be that I will
pour out my Spirit upon all flesh, and your young
men shall see visions….” (Acts 2:17-21)
It took me a long time to accept that I may
have a gift that I can share with others and which
others may
profit. I believe this is about S for our making. Free will
exists within the multitude of small moments
elaborated within our life context.
Consultations are probing, prodding and
evocative for clients to reveal how they can
maximize their choices within the multitude of
minute moments that constitutes the context of their
present life...