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Men occasionally stumble over the truth, but most of them pick themselves up and hurry off as if nothing had happened. Winston Churchill
STUDY REVISES TIMELINE ON ARRIVAL OF HUMANS, blared the headline on page one of The San Diego Union-Tribune. We knew it would happen! So it’s great to have Lemurian tradition verified by scientific proof that people actually lived on a continent where the Pacific Ocean lies now!
Understandably, the scientific community is not quite ready to make that quantum leap from the evidence recently reported in the news. They have to take things a careful step at a time, we know. But as a start, at least some are willing to say that a recent discovery in San Diego pushes back their estimates of when early man first showed up on the American continent by many thousands of years.
In case you missed it, all the excitement is about mastodon bones found at a construction site during freeway expansion here in San Diego. The bones were broken in a way that early humans used to get to the nutritious marrow, and then were made into useful tools. Surprisingly, this discovery happened 25 years ago, but only now have tests of uranium decay in the bones dated the site to 130,000 years ago – much before the 14,000 year estimate generally believed to be the earliest humans had been present on the American continent.
Those who have studied the Lemurian Philosophy, or taken a careful look at the Map of Mu the Fellowship has made available to the public, realize that the ancient Lemurian continent included much of the western United States including California. So the present site of San Diego was part of the Rhu Hut Plains of Mu 130,000 years ago as well as 50,000 years later, closer to the time when the world’s first civilization got its start on those rolling plains.
Until this fact is more generally accepted, the mastodon bones, which show evidence of damage by human tools, will seem to indicate that early humans lived on, or at least visited, North America all those millennia ago. (The tribal chairman of the Sycuan Band of the Kumeyaay Nation said “It’s an exciting surprise and definitely does fit in line with the traditional creation story of the Kumeyaay people.”)
But the question may well arise, how did those very primitive people manage to get here? It has long been assumed that the North American continent looked then as it does now, and the earliest people came from Asia, across a land bridge believed to have existed between what is now Siberia and Alaska. But as we know from Lemurian Philosophy, until the sinking of Mu, much of our present North America was mud flats. So rather than having to cross a trackless ocean or trek thousands of miles over frozen land bridges, these ancient hunters could simply have killed and dined on their shaggy prey on the eastern edge of their own homeland – Lemuria!
Daniel Fisher, a professor of paleontology, said “This is San Diego’s chance to contribute to the knowledge of human history.” We can hope the researchers will be inspired to probe beyond the appearance of their find, to the reality of the great continent that was home to the first and greatest civilization on this planet.
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“The best way to find yourself is to lose yourself in the service of others.” Gandhi
From earliest childhood I was a seeker of wonders, exploring our Wisconsin farm with my dog as soon as I could walk. When Mom wanted me out from under foot, she’d tell my dad, “Read to the boy.” He did – the Sunday funnies, candy bar ads and everything I asked about until I learned to read. In books the wonder of ideas sprang to life and led me to science fiction, Fate magazine and other grist for a seeker of wonders.
But my father and mother were both practical, active people. My dad farmed, ran trap lines, worked as a cowboy, operated heavy equipment on road construction, and carpentered. My mother’s steadfast, no-nonsense approach to life influenced me too and I learned much from both of them that helped balance my idealistic tendencies.
Ours wasn’t a religious home and this seeker of wonders didn’t know about the Great Ones then, but looking back now, instances of their unmistakable help stand out.
The Cold At twelve, I was on my paper route on a winter night with temperature at minus 10. With just half the papers delivered, I was freezing, barely able to move. At my wit’s end, hunched over, unwilling to quit, just wanting the strength to finish, I prayed, “God have mercy on me!” An amazing warmth flooded my hands and toes, face and body. Suddenly I was able to stand erect again, move on, and have never felt that cold again.
The Fall In my early teens, exploring with friends, I was climbing around in an abandoned quarry. About fourteen feet up one side, I lost my balance and fell. I knew I was in trouble but something calmed me and made me turn so I landed straight-legged, sinking both feet into soft mud on either side of the block of stone I was straddling. I was unhurt.
The Colt 45 In the Marines, I was about to leave the base when a guard I barely knew came up behind me, pressing cold metal to the back of my head. Turning, I saw him twirling his Colt 45 pistol and asked what the #%&* he was doing. “It’s not loaded,” he laughed as he pointed it down the hall and fired off a round that shocked us all. The ricocheting bullet missed three men in the hall but tore a small hole in one’s shirt sleeve. Five Marines were blessed that day, and I know the Great Ones were with us.
On my own path, I studied electricity, electronics, lock smithing, woodworking, metal working, drafting and welding. I was an airline ticket agent and helped build navy ships, leased and managed apartments. You might say I had a hard time making up my mind what I was going to do, but these seemingly random experiences fit together beautifully later on.
Since a friend introduced me to the Lemurian Fellowship, the Philosophy has been a growing part of my thought and actions, providing the grounding and spiritual wonders I had been searching for since childhood. It became the foundation for my life, my marriage, and the source of strength so needed to recover from a life-threatening heart condition and make important changes.
After many years of helping out by living near the Fellowship, with my wife’s passing and the last of the children leaving home, I was free of family responsibilities and able to fulfill a lifelong dream by applying for Lemurian staff membership. All the practical experience gained throughout my life can now be used with the many construction, maintenance, and repair jobs at both our locations, and with the realization of that goal, this seeker of wonders came home.
