BY LINE: The deepest life-changing secrets we possess brought out in a simple story

QUOTE: Footfalls echo in the memory/ Down the passage which we did no take/ Towards the door we never opened/ Into the rose garden. T.S.Eliot

BLURB

Here is a system that cajoles and charms things to fall into place for our goals by squeezing out a positive response from everyone, friends as well as enemies -- in fact, it has induced many of these same people to learn these insights. The difference between Cain Seed Transformed and other systems is that the former uses a finely developed cognition of glandular feeling, rather than our mentally learned approach of using programmed words for interpersonal relationships. Transformed 'Cain Seed' picks up emanations from people, ignoring the carefully phrased sentences.

The book is based on the author's four years in the Gurdjieff Work, the insights of which he fine-tuned with hide-away hermits along the Upper Ganges, esoteric Christians in South India, and enlightened monks in a Sri Lankan monastery.

There has always been a difficulty in transmitting the system of that Western sage, G.I. Gurdjieff, who caused a sensation in the early twentieth century with notable followers like Rudyard Kipling, J.B. Priestly, P.D. Ouspensky, and J.G. Bennett (the last two furthered his work in England with mainly a philosophical interpretation of the Gurdjieff Work).
Followers of the system heard the tones of the bell but could not dig deep enough to the bell itself, which left behind uncertainty, pseudo mystical inferences, and tomes of word explanations that did not touch the core of the reader.

Perhaps this is where this present book makes its mark – Jayjay is a Gurdjieffian pupil of the late twentieth century who transmits the teaching in natural surroundings and in everyday doings. His pupils were at one time tourists and others who came to Goa and joined him on Safari Walks along the beaches and backwaters of that ex-Portuguese resort on the West coast of India, and are now sporadic groups who are not afraid of doing Stop exercises in the marketplace.

Here in 'Cain Seed Rekindled, or, The Couple Who Planted Coincidences' the teaching is transmitted through a simply told story. Jayjay has not written the book -- he himself has abandoned words for Truth Signals, as he calls it. But since he is one part of the couple in the story, he allows a trusted pupil to ghost-write the experiences of this couple as they encounter dangers and setbacks in a foreign land, do unusual things in response, and then reap the benefits of the strange ‘happenings’ (or 'coincidences’) that always get them out of the mess.

Whether we are passive observers in the scheme of things or can modify our world is for the reader to decide. All of us have had a serious crisis at sometime in our lives and have wondered what we are going to do next. Here is perhaps the answer; the unique method the couple adopt in handling setbacks certainly works for most who have joined these workshops. It has suggested to them, as well as the author, the power we have in us to make our lives flow in a given direction, and the realisation that we ourselves are the only stumbling blocks that come in the way.

PREFACE

ON DICTIONARIES, CONDITIONING, AND SLEEP

I was practising the Samayama methods I had learnt from the hermits with my clients along the Goan beaches and backwaters, when a well-known writer who had been attending my workshops for a year emailed me when he got back to England. He wanted to write a book on my methods, and I promptly emailed him back, "Sorry. Experience is the only reality. Words distort reality…"

This last, was because he had used the word 'magic' when referring to what he had learnt on the Goan beaches. In our normal lives we all work on dictionaries implanted in us from childhood, and 'magic' is not an 'in word' to use to describe methods of life change.

We have been conditioned to a world of 'thinking' instead of to a world of 'feeling', and I myself was lost for years in word-thought-pictures that had been bombarded into my head since childhood, and here was this writer wanting to implant the though picture of 'magic' for the work I had learnt and was teaching! People who needed life-change would avoid me like the plague – I remembered how my own thought-pictures from childhood had made me avoid certain people, distrust others, and fear yet others – until I learnt about going by Truth Signals instead of conditioned beliefs.

It had left such a muddy tract in my head that I had hoofed about in all sorts of places, meeting whole chunks of people, to find justification for what I had been taught; but none fitted the implanted thought-pictures and I realised I had been 'had'. I had been dragged away from my roots, or rather my kendra (since I don't want to implant you with a thought-picture, I am not using a normal dictionary word – use your instinctive understanding, buried deep down inside, to feel what I am talking about).

My writer-friend replied a few days later: "But you agreed it was 'magic' when the unusual behaviour we used on your 'safari walks' made things happen to fit our goals!"

"On those walks," I wrote back, "we went deeply into the meaning and background of the word, 'magic'. The people you are with haven't experienced what you experienced – words can be understood differently by different people, and the word 'magic' these days is either ridiculed, or will make people run a mile…."

You see, he had slipped back after returning to England. What we had all come to understand on our group-walks and workspace exercises in Goa was what we had lost and could regain. In primeval days the education of young people was achieved by observing the behaviour and action of their elders -- how to find food, shelter, deal 'in the group'. When our primeval relatives were older, they went off to learn by direct experience in the real world with real things, and the generations of Being-behaviour ingrained in them helped them to modify their environment in most extraordinary ways.

This was 'Great Doing'. Our ancient cousins, using their Being-habits, could modify opposition simply by controlling the right mixture of the substances in them; substances ranging from impeccable wishes to vishthaa (there's another non-dictionary word for your instinctive understanding). We still have this modifying ability locked away in us, but the balance of mixtures was upset long ago when 'sabhyataa' appeared and the well-known school subject of itihaasa was born.

Experience took a back seat as itihaasa formed pictures in our head of battles fought, the cruelty of defeated races, the superstition of 'uncultured' races. Itihaasa was of course written by the conquering race depicting their own subjective picturings, which they conveniently pasted into the brains of the growing generation – and of course no one suspects this, as the itihaasa of these primitive races was written by these same conquerors who were stone dead to genuine knowledge and had patriotic motives for maintaining an ignorance that did not fit their ends.

Of course very few itihaasa students could verify the validity of what was being pasted into their brains, and so picture-ideas were accepted as 'fact'. And when in adulthood they were in a position to verify something, the bustle of daily living made it easier to accept the 'facts' they had been taught than go against established thinking. Gradually, over generations, 'facts', in quotation marks, ceased to reach the discriminating function of the kendra and were accepted as 'truth'.

This itihaasa brought division between races and creeds; created misguided alliances between the ethically apart, and hate and dislike between those normally in accord -- all misguided by the subjective picturings pasted in them by their rulers. It also brought amongst the general populace a rare type of escape from this messy world in which they had been placed by a constant preoccupation with ratiras or garhita. The result is that the majority of us now follow the dictates of a part of the body known as the alga instead of the dictates of the kendra, and move about like svayamchaladyantras.

Our inner state is unbalanced; our impeccable wishes have taken a back seat; we now achieve our goals by cunning thoughts, sly words, or sheer bullying -- and we hog and poison ourselves with vishthaa instead of supplying earth its daily share. Our inner state mirrors the world we see, and tarnished mirrors see a tarnished world. We have downgraded from Homo sapiens to Homo idioticus, and in our myopia try to use binary-computer-type logic to manipulate this living, breathing world.

And that was what I had been doing when I first dealt with those 'whole chunks of people' I met – until they helped me feel Truth Signals. I had read our normal history books and news reports, and outer divisive picturings formed by words; I had not experienced the genetic unifying history recorded in bone structure and tissues. These genetic histories emanated Truth Signals, which I was fortunate enough to learn to feel. Unlike the empty sounds of words banging on eardrums, Truth Signals reverberate in our inner spaces; resonate with others' inner spaces. As Truth Signals enter us directly, bypassing thought-channels, reality is never clouded up and disguised by pretty words. Living by Truth Signals we get back to our kendra and discover kirthya.

Kirthya has many meanings in its own dictionary, and apart from 'magic' it means, 'a task, duty, function, WHAT OUGHT TO BE DONE'. Something OUGHT TO BE DONE ON ONESELF before any wand waving and Great Doing can be achieved. The substance of the word 'magic' is still the primeval guiding principle in all of us -- only it is smothered by a mountain of words that distort it and hide our secret ability to DO.

But we can re-open these channels, irrespective of whether we have a dicky heart, a tumorous growth, or like me, a couple of lungs patched up with Sellotape. So, when I received an email a month later from my would-be ghostwriter, outlining a purely objective way of clutching reader's elbows with an adventure story of a caring couple beset by setbacks, and propel the reader to imitate the weird actions and behaviour that gets the couple out of each messy situation, I realised this was the topping on the cake! The method could be understood by the way he wrote – his Word attachment was entitled: 'Do the labour, and do not be attached to the fruits of the labour'.

The book helps us get back to our kendra and discover kirthya. Kirthya can project outside, what you really desire by developing and projecting Truth Signals, instead of reaping doubtful results by our conditioned thinking. Kirthya is known to every nationality and creed on earth -- as someone once said: LIGHT cannot be divided just because the BULBS are different. But these bulbs have been coloured, distorting the light, and it is within our power to polish them into transparency.

We see how we ourselves are the only stumbling blocks that come in the way. And in this context, I used the name 'Cain' in the title, as many of us are conditioned to this man being the progenitor of the human race, a man with no control over his passions -- if it had been Abel, the gentle one, our genes would have had an awareness that the fires of our life are being prematurely extinguished by the earlier mentioned pre-occupation (my ghost writer prefers the title, 'The Couple who Planted Coincidences', whatever -- since one leads to the other I don't really mind). The point is, it is time we rekindled the dying embers, and rekindling comes with polishing.

So, let's start polishing.

J.J. Karlsruhe, Germany.