The pursuit of miracles

[Boudy]

I’m thinking too much about this death issue. I’m touching my face , feeling the blood running in my veins and wondering.
All this is going to perish; thinking about this fact makes me want to cry .Maybe I’m super sensitive, but really this is something cruel.
All this will be dust , and all my being will end up as a two dimensional picture hanged on the wall for memory.
The power of the brain is unbelievable , I’m afraid that a brain can transform a lie to an undisputable truth and carry out war in the name of this truth.
Pitiless science , for awakening the feeling which we’ve buried long ago in the grave of religion.
Religion , a drug created by man to postpone his madness and a proof of giving up vis a vis issues which he wasn’t able to overcome.
Science gives exact proof ,digging up bones ,analyzing them in order to determine how unlucky man or reptile died thousand or million years ago.
And we are required to believe without seeing
But still I didn’t loose my faith yet..
My brain is fighting , hoping for miracles
But what if miracles were also faked , what if they were well staged illusion.
Brain can play fantastic tricks on you
You there who have encountered real miracles
Don’t keep it to yourself speak it out
I’m in a pursuit of hope
I’m in a pursuit of miracles.

[Loup Solitaire]

I’m thinking too much about this death issue. I’m touching my face , feeling the blood running in my veins and wondering.
All this is going to perish; thinking about this fact makes me want to cry .Maybe I’m super sensitive, but really this is something cruel.
All this will be dust , and all my being will end up as a two dimensional picture hanged on the wall for memory.
The power of the brain is unbelievable , I’m afraid that a brain can transform a lie to an undisputable truth and carry out war in the name of this truth.
Pitiless science , for awakening the feeling which we’ve buried long ago in the grave of religion.
Religion , a drug created by man to postpone his madness and a proof of giving up vis a vis issues which he wasn’t able to overcome.
Science gives exact proof ,digging up bones ,analyzing them in order to determine how unlucky man or reptile died thousand or million years ago.
And we are required to believe without seeing
But still I didn’t loose my faith yet..
My brain is fighting , hoping for miracles
But what if miracles were also faked , what if they were well staged illusion.
Brain can play fantastic tricks on you
You there who have encountered real miracles
Don’t keep it to yourself speak it out
I’m in a pursuit of hope
I’m in a pursuit of miracles.

Sometimes it is hardest to see the simplest things. There is a brief story I have read often to illustrate man's failure to recognize the obvious, God's love for us.

There was a boy who could not believe. He cried out to God, if you are there, speak to me. In the distance, there was thunder, in the trees there was the chirping and singing of birds. But the boy did not hear.

Then the boy said God if you are there, let me see you and a beautiful bird flew by, the sun sparkled, and the white fluffy clouds glowed. But the boy could not see.

And finally the boy yelled, God if you are there touch me and a butterfly landed on his shoulder. But the boy did not feel. And in despair the boy walked away.

If you have ever experienced love, a beautiful morning, a starry night sky, you must know that there is a God. If you think about what it takes to create a baby you must know that God exists. But don't take my word for it. Read some of the books of testimony about Dr Dahesh. Go to this web site: http://www.daheshheritage.org/dahesh/Default.asp.

Most are in Arabic, some are in English. In addition, there is some additional information at http://www.daheshisme.org/Books/foreign/Born_again.pdf . Another would be http://www.daheshisme.org/index1.html .

I hope this helps.

[Mario]

"Mention me and Forget me Not"

Thank you Ron.

I would like to share with Boudy and all the Arabic-speaking brothers and sisters (for now) the following beautilful piece by Doctor Dahesh. It was included in the list of poems and prose he wished us to read during his funeral (as per his piece entitled "My Will." And right under the title, we read in smaller print "I ask that my Daheshist Brothers and Sisters Execute it." Please note that the Doctor addressed both the brothers and sisters.

I will (and not unless someone else can do it before me) translate it in due time. It is a piece which truly gave those of us gathered on that day, hope...

Here is the scan of the photocopy I recieved on the day of the funeral.

[Mario]

But what if miracles were also faked , what if they were well staged illusion.
Brain can play fantastic tricks on you
You there who have encountered real miracles
Don’t keep it to yourself speak it out
I’m in a pursuit of hope
I’m in a pursuit of miracles.

Boudy, the beautiful thing about the miracles I witnessed was the inherent simplicity of their settings.

When I witnessed the "time warp" when Doctor Dahesh was struggling (as he usually did) to put his pants on, it was "real." Let me know if you are not familiar with that particular Miracle and I'll dig it up for you from the archives.

When I placed the ashes of a prayer I burnt in a sheet of yellow paper and the ashes came back to their original state: the paper, the secret words, the signature, the time, date, and even the imperfections and smudges, that was real.

Next time you look for something without finding it, only to later see that it was right in front of your eyes all this time, smile and be happy in the knowledge that the spirit has purposely cloaked the item temporarily.

Next time you type a word and hear it spoken simultaneously... smile and be happy that "someone" is communicating with you.

You see, Boudy, you are made of flesh and bones. But what is flesh and bones anyway... It's all ... energy... vibrating at a particular frequency which makes it impossible for us to see (for example) the layers upon layers upon layers of life that is watching us from every possible angle. No thought goes unheard, no action goes unseen. And, even though the age of "Miracles" is over, rest assured, Miracles are happening everyday—if we know where to look.

The fact that Daheshville is here, that you are here, that we are sharing, speaking, honoring the memory of our faith despite all odds, is a miracle...

[Mario]

I'll never know what it would be like never to have met Doctor Dahesh... Nor, to never have witnessed these "phenomena" I refer to as "Miracles"...

But are the miracles the reason I can't seem to shake off the compulsion to sometimes open my big mouth and "tell it as it is?"

During the M.I.T lecture in 1986, I hear myself saying "you know, when you really think about it, Miracles are not important."

What I meant was this: Miracles, by definition, break the laws of physics. For example, there is nothing in physics (so far) that would explain why once —and as I was driving through Greenwhich, Connecticut, on my way to the Doctor's house— I would see a BIG, REALLY unsightly piece of sculpture, right outside the church... something I have never seen in my the years I was driving up to Greewhich. As it turned out, I was the ONLY one seeing it, since, in effect, it... wasn't there (according to what I was told the minute I got to the house and said "what's with the big sculpture in front of the church!?" which caused the two women listening to me to look at each other in an "should we tell him?" kind of a way... They said "that sculpture disappeared years ago and everyone in Greenwhich thinks it was stolen. In fact, it is cloaked." And, sure enough, on the way back to NYC, the big red sculpture wasn't there!

Only science fiction could explain what happened... and, Daheshism. But even Daheshism can only use terminology and concepts that are known... such as "molecular frequency" etc. In sci-fi, we readily believe that in the future, our atoms can be made to vibrate out of synch with our reality, and that's why we can be transported at the speed of light... Daheshism, for as long as I remember, spoke of that. But none of it is anything we can prove using any type of practical scientific methodology or tools of observation.

But, then again, if we could prove the existence of the spirit using mathematics and physics, we wouldn't need faith would we?

The Doctor wrote that science will never unlock the secrets of the universe. (I'll have to find the exact quote. But I assure you I read it recently). Hence, these cosmic code will forever be a mystery.

We will discover what we have merited to discover (or invent...)
We will die when it is our time to die.

However, does that mean we should not take care of our physical and emotional health?

I think we should do whatever we can in order to live well and find a sense of balance. By all means, let's take the antioxidants and the vitamins...
But if all the vitamin pills, antioxidants, and exercise regiments are not helping us find a sense of peace, then a major change in perspective is required. And here, I will say that not even "miracles" will help.
I've known Daheshists who have seen fantastic miracles... none of these miracles they witnessed had any effect on their personality. I count myself in that group...

Early on, and because I was survived a brutal experience (starting with a close-range rocket explosion, followed by 13 days of non-stop harrowing rain of fire during the battle of the hotels, then 4 years living practically as a refugee... and escaping the occasional random shelling, here and there...OH, and trying to complete my education in these conditions) I felt I was entitled to something... Add to that the "Miracles."

Wow... now I am really special, aren't I?

Well, guess what... Life taught me a hard lesson, and I only began to really "get it" Looooong after the age of Miracles was gone.

My point being dear Boudy: You and your brothers and sisters, ARE the future of Daheshism. Hang in there...

Some of you younger Daheshists have tasted REAL bitterness and REAL misery... and REAL sadness...

Please know that it is appreciated...

[Sandrine]

I’m thinking too much about this death issue. I’m touching my face , feeling the blood running in my veins and wondering.
All this is going to perish; thinking about this fact makes me want to cry .Maybe I’m super sensitive, but really this is something cruel.
All this will be dust , and all my being will end up as a two dimensional picture hanged on the wall for memory.

If I may say something Boudy … I do think that sensitive people are treasures on earth … and I really understand what you are sometimes going through, I can relate to your questioning, feelings … and I thank you for expressing these moving words …

Yes, Thanks a lot !

[Sandrine]

What I meant was this: Miracles, by definition, break the laws of physics. For example, there is nothing in physics (so far) that would explain why once —and as I was driving through Greenwhich, Connecticut, on my way to the Doctor's house— I would see a BIG, REALLY unsightly piece of sculpture, right outside the church... something I have never seen in my the years I was driving up to Greewhich. As it turned out, I was the ONLY one seeing it, since, in effect, it... wasn't there (according to what I was told the minute I got to the house and said "what's with the big sculpture in front of the church!?" which caused the two women listening to me to look at each other in an "should we tell him?" kind of a way... They said "that sculpture disappeared years ago and everyone in Greenwhich thinks it was stolen. In fact, it is cloaked." And, sure enough, on the way back to NYC, the big red sculpture wasn't there!

Oh yes, I've heard this story about The sculpture that had disappeared ... My parents told it to me when they came back from a trip to visit The Doctor in The United States at the occasion of one First of June ...

That's absolutely amazing that you were able to see it Mario !

[Sandrine]

You there who have encountered real miracles
Don’t keep it to yourself speak it out
I’m in a pursuit of hope
I’m in a pursuit of miracles.

I was quite young when The Doctor performed the first miracle of my life …

I was 9 years old, it with my sister who was 6 years old and it was in Lebanon …

The Doctor took the two of us with Our Dearest sister Zeina in a room and she was translating the Doctor’s words from Arabic into French (I remember that The Doctor also did speak one or two simple words of English, maybe these kind of words : "open" -"name"- "close"-"please") and I was able to understand them because I begun English at kindergarten …

I think that each one of us had to write something down (I think it was our names but I really don’t remember well …) on yellow papers used for The Daheshist Prayer.

Then we had to keep the folded papers enclosed in our hands and what happened was amazing for the children that we were …

None of us had ever opened our fists and yet I do not remember exactly if the handwritings had disappeared or if, what we had written down was switched between The Doctor’s paper, my sister’s one and mine.

In fact, later I had the occasion to witness other miracles in which handwritings were changed (from one word into another although the paper did not move from my closed hand), or where one word moved from one piece of paper into another which was in The Doctor’s hand or in my hand, or even disappeared …

I only can tell you that This first time in Lebanon impressed my sister and I forever … and from that moment on we knew that The Doctor was "Someone special", that was clear as crystal … and we ran into the hall to tell our parents what had just happened.

I think that I understood that something special and different from the ordinary had occurred …
I didn’t took this for a magical trick and I couldn’t tell you why because in fact, we were just children …
No, it was really something ELSE that our children’s minds and hearts recognized … I am just telling my feelings as they were but I think that this event was a decisive moment for my entire life…

Later in our house near Paris, I also witnessed other miracles among which I remember the following:

The Doctor was in his studio (which in fact was our dining room transformed into a studio where The Doctor would work, write, read, select articles from newspapers …).

I was about 14 years old. One of our sisters who was travelling with him told me to join The Doctor in his study room.

The Doctor burnt a prayer for me then He put the ashes into another yellow paper so that I could keep them enclosed until next morning. He asked me to keep them hidden in a place that 'I' would be the only one to know about and asked me to open it the next morning so that I would draw a star over my forehead with my finger and the black powder made of ashes.

I did what The Doctor asked me to do and put the 'small yellow paper wrap' under a pile of sweaters, pullovers in the very depths of my closet, in my bedroom which was at the first floor of the house. Nobody followed me, nobody saw where I put them and The Doctor remained with the sister mentioned above continuing his work in his room …

The next morning I did what The Doctor asked me to do. First I had to reach the small envelop made of yellow prayer paper and it was small, under that huge pile of things … then I opened it and … the ashes had disappeared …

I was shy and I did tell The Doctor that I couldn’t draw The Star because the ashes had disappeared … I simply told our sister what had happened and we went together to explain this to The Doctor who seemed astonished (and I couldn’t interpret if that was a good thing or a bad thing…) … then I did not remember how the ashes reappeared but I know that finally the star was drawn on my forehead …

At that time I didn’t realize that I should have written down everything I saw and witness … that’s why I did not remember all the details … anyway, I still have the papers where the ashes were with me … and we still see the dark traces left by the ashes ...

[Boudy]

Thank you all for your help

I’m not able to discuss such issues with people, chained up by problems of

life and driven away from the spirituality aspect of thing.

When I started this post , I knew that here I will find answers .

Thank you Ron , you are awaking in me an old feeling . I remember when I

had this long Debates regarding the existence of God . I used to defend this

existence by the perfection of The creation , of man , universe and the

beauty of things .

Thank you Mario for sharing your life experience , regarding miracles and

other Interesting things .

Sandrine , I think that we are at the same Level of sensitivity , thank you

for understanding me.

When talking about Death , believe me but I’m not afraid to die.

I’m afraid to loose people which are very dear to my heart.

I think I have to dig deeper in the spiritual world , and hope I’ll be sharing

with you some Interesting issues

[Loup Solitaire]

Thank you all for your help

I’m not able to discuss such issues with people, chained up by problems of

life and driven away from the spirituality aspect of thing.

When I started this post , I knew that here I will find answers .

Thank you Ron , you are awaking in me an old feeling . I remember when I

had this long Debates regarding the existence of God . I used to defend this

existence by the perfection of The creation , of man , universe and the

beauty of things .
Thank you Mario for sharing your life experience , regarding miracles and

other Interesting things .

Sandrine , I think that we are at the same Level of sensitivity , thank you

for understanding me.

When talking about Death , believe me but I’m not afraid to die.

I’m afraid to loose people which are very dear to my heart.

I think I have to dig deeper in the spiritual world , and hope I’ll be sharing

with you some Interesting issues

Life is full of both beauty and ugliness, joy and pain. Without one how would we recognize the other. Our world is not perfect, but Dr Dahesh has offered us hope, for opportunity to correct our mistakes and to strive for perfection. No matter how many attempts it may take. We only need to make our best effort, to purge our souls of impurity.

[boxfox]

Well miracles are explained to be the proof of the existence of divine sprits unseen to the human eyes and that seeks to maintain justice in our world, i think sorrow and grief are hard to be escaped from but they are benefiting to people so that it reminds us that happiness and eternity can't be found on this earth

i red in one of the daheshist books about this guy who sells melon on the streets and how he sold a melon over the market price, than the punishment came very quick and some melons felled to the ground and crashed, how they felled? Well they were over weighted by these spirits who have the power over every single molecule on this planet, so it's right, sometimes inexplicable things happen just like the disappearance of the statue

by the way "the pursuit of miracles" can be a really nice movie title and inspire an idea for a movie

[Johnson]

All the miracles that people have seen and witnessed have purposes that are intricately and probably mind-numbingly multi-fold: sometimes the miracle is for a specific person; a blessed moment to help or inspire that person from deep within to help him or her grow along their path in life. Sometimes it is to protect someone or a group of individuals from harm or from (spiritual or physical) danger. Sometimes the miracle is to illustrate the greater power of what is "out there"; a little reminder of the greater and more powerful world and existence that we cannot always see and therefore sometimes forget or sometimes take for granted in our hectic, often myopic lives. Sometimes it is a Divine blessing meant for just that person at that particular time... (..."your faith has healed you...") Sometimes, the miracle is something soft and simple... it stays with us deep in our memory and consciousness for years and years, so that at a later date in time, we have a "little gift within" that gives us a touch of personal strength when we need it most.

Some miracles are just 'little' flashes of inspiration... no great or grand gesture in the scheme of things... just a little gift at that particular moment that an inner voice lends a helping hand, shows us the way or gives us the strength or insight on how to move next; a moment of peace in the face of a time when everything seems hopeless or in disarray.

Some days I wake up, and in what seems like darkness, I "pray for a miracle..." In these dark moments, I pray for a small ray of hope, a touch of clarity, a glimmer of peace... something, anything to help quell the pain that at that particular moment seems insurmountable or crushing and overwhelming. I wish I had the strength each day to do more... to give more, to listen and understand more, to be more patient and understanding...

I know there is so much pain in the world today and moment by moment there is suffering that is felt by so many, and for the most part, their suffering goes unknown or unnoticed.

I make a prayer for all those that feel there is no hope and feel like all the light has been vanquished from their world. I make a prayer for strength and encouragement and hope for all those that are struggling and feel like they cannot see their way to take one more step or move through another day. I pray for the opening of minds and hearts to see all the miracles that are around us and to let beauty back in to their lives so that they can see and appreciate the beauty that exists in other peoples' lives. I pray that we all can be strong in the face of the personal challenges that besiege us in each of our personal journeys. I pray that through the grace of God, and the guidance of our Beloved Prophet, that we, in our deepest, most personal hearts, are granted forgiveness and divine mercy when we fail... and may we have the strength of mind and character to get back up, try again, and continue on trying to make things right.

I pray for all of your personal 'miracles' to reach you and lift you up...

God and Peace be with you all...
David

[Loup Solitaire]

All the miracles that people have seen and witnessed have purposes that are intricately and probably mind-numbingly multi-fold: sometimes the miracle is for a specific person; a blessed moment to help or inspire that person from deep within to help him or her grow along their path in life. Sometimes it is to protect someone or a group of individuals from harm or from (spiritual or physical) danger. Sometimes the miracle is to illustrate the greater power of what is "out there"; a little reminder of the greater and more powerful world and existence that we cannot always see and therefore sometimes forget or sometimes take for granted in our hectic, often myopic lives. Sometimes it is a Divine blessing meant for just that person at that particular time... (..."your faith has healed you...") Sometimes, the miracle is something soft and simple... it stays with us deep in our memory and consciousness for years and years, so that at a later date in time, we have a "little gift within" that gives us a touch of personal strength when we need it most.

Some miracles are just 'little' flashes of inspiration... no great or grand gesture in the scheme of things... just a little gift at that particular moment that an inner voice lends a helping hand, shows us the way or gives us the strength or insight on how to move next; a moment of peace in the face of a time when everything seems hopeless or in disarray.

Some days I wake up, and in what seems like darkness, I "pray for a miracle..." In these dark moments, I pray for a small ray of hope, a touch of clarity, a glimmer of peace... something, anything to help quell the pain that at that particular moment seems insurmountable or crushing and overwhelming. I wish I had the strength each day to do more... to give more, to listen and understand more, to be more patient and understanding...

I know there is so much pain in the world today and moment by moment there is suffering that is felt by so many, and for the most part, their suffering goes unknown or unnoticed.

I make a prayer for all those that feel there is no hope and feel like all the light has been vanquished from their world. I make a prayer for strength and encouragement and hope for all those that are struggling and feel like they cannot see their way to take one more step or move through another day. I pray for the opening of minds and hearts to see all the miracles that are around us and to let beauty back in to their lives so that they can see and appreciate the beauty that exists in other peoples' lives. I pray that we all can be strong in the face of the personal challenges that besiege us in each of our personal journeys. I pray that through the grace of God, and the guidance of our Beloved Prophet, that we, in our deepest, most personal hearts, are granted forgiveness and divine mercy when we fail... and may we have the strength of mind and character to get back up, try again, and continue on trying to make things right.

I pray for all of your personal 'miracles' to reach you and lift you up...

God and Peace be with you all...
David

Hello David!

Miracles come in strange packages.........

This past November 12th, around 8:30 PM I was gripped by cramps in my left side. Wondering what I ate that could give me such cramps, I tried to move past them, but no such luck. Shortly, I found myself in the grips of a severe kidney stone attack. The good and bad news is that a kidney stone attack will not kill you (most of the time). This attack lasted for 48 hours with brief periods of relief. There isn't a pain reliever in the world that will lessen the pain of a severe kidney stone attack.

There is nothing better to refocus your life than a little pain. Health problems that have been dragging me down mentally suddenly seem insignificant. Suddenly, life was a breeze.

[WingedPaladin]

Hello David!

Miracles come in strange packages.........

This past November 12th, around 8:30 PM I was gripped by cramps in my left side. Wondering what I ate that could give me such cramps, I tried to move past them, but no such luck. Shortly, I found myself in the grips of a severe kidney stone attack. The good and bad news is that a kidney stone attack will not kill you (most of the time). This attack lasted for 48 hours with brief periods of relief. There isn't a pain reliever in the world that will lessen the pain of a severe kidney stone attack.

There is nothing better to refocus your life than a little pain. Health problems that have been dragging me down mentally suddenly seem insignificant. Suddenly, life was a breeze.

Ohhh! I had a kidney stone attack last year. I thought it was food poisoning. I even started throwing up. It was so weird. The hospital personnel basically put me on sleepy pain killers and did a CAT scan. It wasn't until I woke up later that night that my sister let me know it was a kidney stone. Got a nice hospital apron from the experience. I have read drinking noni juice regularly can actually lessen the pain of a kidney stone as it is a natural analgesic. I found the "testinonial":

"My ordeal started with feeling terrible and running a fever of 101. My internist misdiagnosed this as the flu. I had no other symptoms that suggested the flu. I just didn't feel right! After one week of being away from my dental practice, I developed soreness in my groin, which prompted me to go to the emergency room of the North Shore hospital where x-rays and a CAT scan and urine analysis revealed a kidney stone. This was confirmed the following day with IVP x-rays.

While in the emergency room I was surrounded by two patients in severe, climbing-the wall pain. They too were passing kidney stones. Both were on morphine and the pain was still excruciating. I had no pain. During this entire two week period from initial onset to actually passing the stone, I increased my consumption of noni juice form my usual 3 ounces every morning to an additional 3 ounces during the day. At no time did I have the usual severe pain associated with passing a kidney stone. Just another confirming personal experience that noni juice works! What a gift to mankind!"

- Cliff Blumburg

Unfortunately, I didn't have any noni juice when I had my kidney stone, so I got the regular pain killers. I wish I did, then I could tell you from my own experience. I'm glad you made it through!

[Loup Solitaire]

.......... I have read drinking noni juice regularly can actually lessen the pain of a kidney stone as it is a natural analgesic. ..................

Noni juice??? Never heard of it before. But there are lots of things I never heard of before. However, if I had been drinking noni juice juice, I never would have experienced that excruciating pain that cleared the cob webs from my brain. Then where would I be?