Balance. Purpose. Enlightenment.
So much that I’ve learned from the Lemurian Philosophy has become part of my daily living and thinking that I sometimes forget just how blessed I am to have this unique source of understanding and guidance. Sometimes, it’s too easy to take the knowledge I’ve gained from my studies for granted, but then an experience comes along that brings its value into sharp focus. For instance, it’s most reassuring to know that in spite of appearances, we won’t lose our minds.
My father has dementia. On a good day, he gets confused. On a bad day, he thinks people are trying to kill him.
This is the same man who worked for 40 years as an electrical engineer, eventually becoming a recognized authority on the radar used in the F-16 fighter jet. His mind was razor sharp and I soon came to know that if he remembered something in a particular way, I could trust that he was right.
An especially fond childhood memory shows how his mind worked. One day we were at the ocean, standing at the water’s edge watching tankers on the horizon move up and down the coast. I asked him how far it was to the horizon. I was expecting a simple answer like, “Oh, about four miles or so.” Instead, I got something like: “Let’s see…the curve of the earth is such and such. We’re at sea level so we don’t have to factor in any atmospheric distortion. Your eyes are about three feet above ground, and mine are about five and a half feet. So the angle is … for you, and … for me.” Then, based on these observations, he gave some very specific distances, such as 3.9 miles for me and 4.2 miles for him.
How different it is now! With his dementia, not only can my dad not remember what time dinner is, he can’t figure out that if dinner is at 5:00 and it’s 4:15, it will be another 45 minutes. Sometimes, he doesn’t remember that he already ate. And yet, in the face of this experience, I’m confident that we won’t lose our minds. I know my dad doesn’t have much more time with us, and when he passes through transition, we will be sad. But I also know something very reassuring.
The Lemurian Philosophy explains that the brain is a physical organ, the mind a power that operates through the brain. We are assured that even though most people’s bodies and brains break down as they near the end of this physical life, we won’t lose our minds. My dad is just having an increasingly difficult time using this physical organ, his brain, to express himself. But when he does pass over to the unseen side, all the hard-earned intelligence, knowledge, and wisdom he has gained in this full and successful life will go with him. Nothing will be lost. He will be full and complete and ready for whatever great adventure lies ahead.
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This knowing, through Lemurian studies, that the entirety of a person is larger than the current body expresses, is wonderfully reassuring. Recently I had a knock on the head, which for a long while, interfered with my memory. I was treated with loving patience, true kindliness, as I recovered. I hope to always treat those whose brains may be impaired, for whatever reason, with that same true patience, love and kindliness. This story comes at a very good moment! Thank you.
The last time I saw my grandmother was a visceral shock. She was a sweet, indulgent, very religious woman who called all her grandchildren “lover” and defended us against our own mother when she felt the punishment was too harsh. I hadn’t seen her in a few years and she was living in a retirement home in another state. When our family visited her the last time, attendants brought her in a wheelchair, explaining that she’d had a pillow fight with another woman, tried to pull the pillow away, lost her grip and fell over backward. This can’t be my grandmother! But it was and not only that, she didn’t know us. My dad got down on one knee in front of her and said, “I’m your son, Myron.” Grandmother glared at him and said, “I never heard of such a thing!” “You named me!” he protested. At a loss for words, we kissed the soft, familiar, wrinkled old cheek on this stranger and left, prey to many emotions. One of my brothers said, “I never knew her very well,” which didn’t make me feel any better. The only solace was knowing this was not the end, only the closing of one chapter in the book of this beloved Ego’s life. We knew she would recapture all her hard-won experience, love of God, family, and music and no doubt much more saved back from other incarnations. We looked forward to knowing her, and loving her again.
I Love this blog and comments! The relationship between the mind, and the brain is a subject that has been on my mind a lot lately, especially as it pertains to Autism, and the role of the Pineal Gland.
Our family has had two mothers who have suffered dementia in their final years. At times it can be a challenge, no matter your belief system. But the Lemurian Philosophy gave our interactions with them a calmness and a knowing that, somewhere, they were still the same people we had always known and loved.
This was more helpful than you may know. Thank you
I find this an excellent example, and reminder of the value of learning and achieving all we can in this lifetime – and knowing that all is worthwhile – and life is ever upward and onward. Thank you
This story is very inspiring to me. You’ve showed so clearly how to take what could be a very sad situation and by using the Lemurian Philosophy, turn it around and find the good and positive in it. This is something I need to remember when times get difficult. Thanks for sharing.
The distinction between mind and brain is something that has been lost to us for millennia. It is so easy to fall prey to appearances and the old order way of thinking about the nature of man. I am always reassured when reminded that the limitations of a failing physical body do not extend beyond what we term death. In the words of Longfellow, “Dust thou Art to dust returneth, was not spoken of the soul”
It’s comforting to me to think that we each have a non-physical mind that works through the brain, and that what we learn through meeting our challenges in this life, big and small, strengthens our minds and expands who we are as eternal beings. I’ve found I don’t need to take a great leap of faith to believe this given the many near-death experiences that seem to support it. Thanks for sharing this challenging personal story with others.
I went through a similar experience with my father. He also had dementia before he went through transition. I remember trying to figure out what was going on in his head and no one seemed to have any answers. I was fortunate to have made a visit to the Fellowship during this time as an Order member. They helped me understand that he was still there watching over his body and he was aware of any interactions and conversations I had with him. This was a source of great comfort to me and my family as we dealt with a circumstance we couldn’t change.