An autobiography that connects the twentieth century European life of internationally beloved teacher Elisabeth Haich and her lucid memories of initiation into. Elisabeth Haich. INITIATION. AUTHOR’S NOTE. It is far from my intentions to want to provide a historical picture of Egypt. A person who is living in any given. Initiation [Elisabeth Haich] on *FREE* shipping on qualifying offers. An autobiography that connects the twentieth century European life of.

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Oh, now I loved her with all my heart and with all my confidence. In her current life, Elisabeth meets and now recognizes many of the people who were close to her in the past life in Egypt. The older I grew, the more feverishly I read. In the same blind way in which he follows his animal instincts and urges, fate buffets him to and fro like a rudderless ship in a storm.

Children, come here quickly. She called Sophie, entrusted me to her care, asking her to pay close attention to me and not to leave me alone a moment.

Sophie picked me up, crooked an arm about me and carried me to the garden fence where a horrible apparition rose up out of the darkness.

Let this knowledge be included in the educational curricula! Mother and a few other women remained behind with us children, and the woman kept repeating the same words: Will probably read it or parts again at some point. I glanced at father to see whether perhaps he did not want to speak about these superior beings, or whether he actually did not know anything about them.

Their ringing put an end to the Sunday peace and quiet for the whole village. Haich writes in a style that is familiar and easy-to-read, avoiding a lot of the jargon and forever-long sentences that seem to fill this genre. Then she hurried to the station.

But the sufferings that often seem to grow and compound themselves finally force us to turn our attention away from things and toward the person who is suffering—ourself!

Having comprehended how he or haaich is now, this person can start wishing to change, as he or she continues obtaining corresponding spiritual knowledge. Bhagavad Gita with Commentaries. But anybody who knows eelisabeth self completely and perfectly can manifest all the characteristics that exist in the universe, because all these characteristics are the various aspects of the one and only being that is, the one and only self.


His word is law, and obviously he is perfect. I realized that these people knew just as little, or perhaps even less, about my origin than I did. I tried to explain haaich her that I found these studies uninteresting, while mother tried to make it clear to me that I still had to study; we just did not understand each other, and I was fed up.

Oct 26, Mark rated it it was amazing. In his beautiful glowing black eyes I saw his interest and his usual amused expression that told me he was making fun of me but still full of love and understanding. The black letters on the white paper are no longer a mystery for me.

Imagination is something quite different, when I think out something in my mind, that is imagination. She just stood there with her calm, innocent face. We struggle for happiness, and when we have attained it we know in advance that we must lose it.

Then the man—by this time I knew it was a leisabeth his arms around her and held her tight. In such cases I simply went on seeking someone with true knowledge, a true initiate. However, if we elisabet ourselves through the seven steps of spiritual journey, we may shorten our path by millions of year that our spirit has been destined to follow as a boomerang. Het thema interesseert me zeker, en er staan heel wat inzichten in waar je verder over kan reflecteren. Consider him taking the cup of poison with divine calm, drinking it to the last elieabeth, speaking fearlessly and objectively, quietly and pleasantly about elisbeth effect of the poison, reporting how under the influence of the poison first his feet get cold and die, how the deathly cold gradually crawls up from his feet towards his heart like a snake.

Then, when I asked mother to explain some of these strange and somewhat frightening words, she snatched the magazine out of my hands, crying ‘For Heaven’s sake, where on earth did you get that? There he let me slide off, but I slid too fast.

Initiation by Elisabeth Haich

This is non-fiction and she puts to words, things hhaich I’ve tried to make sense of in my head through experience but she has a way of explaining it very well. I’m very tempted to drop everything I’m reading to start this one. Dating from this same summer there is another memory that I have carried with me through the years, arising from an experience that made a profound impression upon me. Yes, here he is father, but he is not my father!


My take on this book is that it has a lot to offer, but as always, nobody author, initiate or other can give us all the answers that our souls seek. But this time I had to give them up eljsabeth go to bed. The Elisabeth Haich Series. Episabeth stood still for a moment, then resumed my noisy climb through the bushes. Continuing with my improvised one-person drama, I told about the lovers’ tryst in the darkness and the sweet and tender words they whispered to each other, how the vicar bellowed with rage and reached for his gun, and finally how his haihc wife calmed him down, by slipping a Bible into his hand And so I was alone—more and more alone.

Oh, you dear friend, you who have listened so often to me tell you of my pains and joys and sorrows And I read books they thought were just as dull. But for my part, I felt neither daring nor courageous. Jan 31, Debasish Das rated it it was amazing. And the existence of a dense stone in the Absolute is not evil!

Elisabeth Haich

Father was very strange. First I read all the tragedies, one after the other, living in a state of deep emotional turmoil. Behind this seemingly unending chain of birth and death there must be a more profound meaning, even if it seems to be inexplicable for a prejudiced mind. Everybody was strange to me And while I looked at him and observed him very thoroughly, it suddenly dawned on me that this person whom I loved very much was not ‘my father’.

Now he was so close I could feel his hot breath on my neck

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