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O N H A N C
E C
By S\;dne\;
Banks
Published by
Mcd-Psych Publications Pine Mountain Press.
Inc..
Publishing Group
P.O. Box 13604
Wauwatosa, WI 53226
Cover
Illustration:
© 1983
Richard Mayer
by Sydney Banks (Richard Sullivan) in Canada
Copyright, 1983 by Sydney Banks
book may not be reproduced in part any form or manner, without the express
All rights reserved. This
or in
its total, in
written consent of the publisher. Manufactured
in
USA.
ISBN: 0-89769-053-2
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Dedication
To humanity alleviate
in
some
the
hope
that
it
may
help
of the needless suffering.
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FOREWORD This
ed within
book and the knowledge
exists as
ience the author
to
a direct result of an exper-
had a few years ago. The
and events are
characters
contain-
fictitious in
order
protect the privacy of those involved.
The
story takes place
on the
island of
Maui where Richard Sullivan, a young, terminally executive from New York comes seeking some peace of mind from his dilemma. He enill
somewhat by the name
counters a
mysterious, mystical
character
of
Jonathan Davies,
who's philosophical ideas are both intriguing and controversial. Through Jonathan he meets a beautiful and wise elderly Hawaiian lady
known
Mamma Lila.
She speaks of the hidden powers that exist beyond mankind's mental as
comprehension.
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These encounters illustrate the profound effect which the understanding and mystical powers held by Mamma Lila have on his
life.
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Chapter
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7T was
two months ago that I arrived for the first time at the Maui airport. Like many others was seeking some rest, some sun and some time to evaluate my life which at this point was shattered. My wife had died after two brief years of marriage. Three months later I was told by my doctors that had an inoperable, malignant tumor at the base of my spine. My nerves were completely frayed and I was the perfect candidate for a nervous breakdown. was loaded with pills. had pills for exactly
I
I
I
pain,
pills
I
for
nervous tension,
and pills to help
my
life
for sleeping
me forget the existing horrors of
— ''anti-depressants"
The pain
pills
nothing
seemed could
it
pills
they were called.
eased the pain temporarily, but
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I
from asking, "Why? Why me?" had been advised to try a therapy group and although I had read all about the various therapies they hadn't helped me. tried stop
me
I
I
Gestalt but the panic continued. 'There's a bet-
someone said. "Try meditation." There seemed to be an abundance of ideas and ter
answer,"
any answer problems. Perhaps there wasn't an
techniques to to
my
answer
try,
yet
I
failed to find
someone in my predicament. How well remember my first glimmer
for
I
Hawaiian girls greeting us with flower leis and the melodious "Aloha." Outside the airport I stood surrounded by hedges of pink bougainvillea. Stately palms of beautiful Maui; the shapely
swayed gently in the warm breeze and flowers were in brilliant color everywhere. I took a deep breath of the soft Maui air then headed towards the hotel courtesy bus. From there it was a twenty-five minute drive to my hotel where once again was greeted with warm hospitality. "Hang loose," said a large Hawaiian porter. "You are in Hawaii so hang loose and leave I
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your problems behind." thought,
"if
it
were
"How
wonderful,"
I
really that simple."
After being given directions at the front
found my room tastefully decorated in Hawaiian decor. Behind me was the golf course and in front lay a wide expanse of well kept lawn dotted with palm trees. A view of turquoise water and couples enjoying themselves by the pool suddenly brought a feeling of loneliness desk,
I
and no longer saw the beauty. The old feelings and thoughts were back in my head. "Why me?" A pain shot through my spine and stifI
I
fened, automatically reaching for
ease the pain.
shower bed.
I
I
my
pills
to
wasn't hungry so after a hot
took a sleeping
pill
and climbed
into
Soon was drifting off. awoke the next morning with a feeling I
I
of disappointment.
hoped
Hawaii was not what
I
had
would be. It did not possess the tranquility that had expected. It had not helped me in any way with my problems; still felt the way had at home. I wondered if there was any such it
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thing as a resting place in this world. I
got up and decided to spend
my
first
day on the grounds of the hotel. lay in the sun by the pool for awhile, watched the people and walked around exploring the surroundings. About four o'clock began to feel restless and bored. had been told that Lahaina was a unique litte town well worth seeing, so decided to rent a car and visit it myself. The drive into Lahaina had some incredible scenery but my mind was so busy I
I
I
1
I
couldn't appreciate
pointment I
of
me
LAHAINA — 3
in front
As a bolt had struck me, my whole body sud-
felt electrified. I
again the disap-
Hawaii swept over me.
that said
tingled.
Once
turned the corner to find a sign
of lightning
denly
in
it.
felt
Every
miles.
fiber of
if
my
being
a tremendous force pulling
me
unknown destination in Lahaina. Something was happening to me that had
towards some
I
was exciting and at the same time frightening as my mind struggled to assess my emotions. As entered the town never experienced before.
It
I
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the force I
yan
became undeniably parked
tree that
my
stronger.
car by a magnificent ban-
looked as
if it
of time. Across the road
I
had weathered years
could see a charming,
old, turn-of-the century building,
commanding
a view of the ocean.
The Pioneer Inn, was told, had quite a historic background. As gazed entranced at the I
I
scene around me,
over me.
I
turned
come and began wandering down I
felt
a sense of peace
the picturesque street fronted by quaint old-
fashioned stores.
harbour caught gate.
A
little
cafe, overlooking the
my eye and
I
decided to
'The Crow's Nest" had
investi-
a distinctive
—
atmosphere perched above the sea, open to the air on three sides, little birds flying
tropical
through, stopping here and there for crumbs.
A beautiful blonde waitress with a golden tan came towards me. As she took my order, we began to discuss Lahaina. She explained how Lahaina had grown from a small settlement to a world-renowned port-of-call for the then vast whaling fleets. Sailors of
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Her conversation was with interesting and humorous anecdotes. finished my refreshments and decided
regarded filled
it
as Paradise.
I
to continue
my exploration of Lahaina.
I
walked
down the steps and onto the street. stood there for a moment then once again, felt myself being pulled by some unknown force in the direction I
I
of the Pioneer Inn.
My
whole body
vibrated.
The hairs on my neck felt electrified, my heart pounded and felt breathless. It was the same feeling had had earlier and one that could not explain, yet was as tangible as the sidewalk I
I
I
I
it
stood on.
approached the Pioneer Inn and noticed a green lawn by the library fronted by an old stone wall. A few people sat on the wall meditating, others sat under palm trees and still others stood looking seaward at the sunset. In front of me lay an incredible vista of I
sailboats silhouetted in the setting sun.
A golden
path cut across the blue water, high-lighting the last of
the day s surfers approaching
the incoming waves.
home
with
A stillness seemed to per-
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vade. Out of nowhere the gentle whisper of the
evening trade winds seemed
to caress
everuhing around me. In the
midst of
this
man apwall. He was
scene a
peared and walked slowly to the about 5 -8" was clean shaven and had black '
.
hair. In the
judge
gathering twilight
it
was
difficult to
His face was free of lines and his
his age.
body youthful and supple. drawn towards this person so walked over and sat down beside him. There was a quality of strength, a presence, that emanated from him. Turning towards me. his smiling blue eyes held mine for a moment then his gaze retumed to the sunset. After the sun had set. people quietly began to talk. felt a deep feeling of tranquility. turned to the gentleman beside me. feeling, for no reason at all. that he was someone could talk to All at once began to pour out of me all Inexplicably
I
felt
I
I
I
I
it
.
:
my new experiences that day. had. what
mendous
I
had been
feeling
tranquility that
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I
all
the problems
and now
I
this n'e-
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since
I
was a I
child.
He
sat listening patiently.
explained that I was vice-president of a
furniture manufacturing corporation,
New
based
York. At the age of twenty-nine,
a failure.
that
had
I
was
owned my own home but still Added to my problems was the fact
financially stable, felt
I
in
just
I
found out
had an inoperable
I
tumor at the base of my spine. felt the world had definitely been cruel to me and couldn't help asking myself "Why me?" Looking deep into my eyes, the stranger began to speak. "Why not look at it this way? There is no such thing as a failure. Surely failure is only in the eyes of the beholder and the I
more
Don't you see,
failure will be.
that
more
the belief exists the
is
the seed, the failure
the thought
it
is
is
it
the so-called is
the thought
the form. Without
virtually impossible to
be a
failure."
His words created an excitement within
me
though
said.
I
I
didn't
felt relief
understand what he had
wash over
spoke again.
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me
as the stranger
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me
appears lo
"It
inai
you have no
hope, but one should never feel hopeless because there is an answer to everylhing." sai speechless, not knowing what to I
say. Finally
I
gathered
quired. ''How can
everything
my
bearings and
you say there
is
in-
an answer to
when am sitting here right now with I
an inoperable, malignant tumor at the base of my spine? have tried three different specialists and the prognosis is that I have from six months to two years to live. As my condition deteriorI
ates
I
will
gradually
become
crippled
and
ultimately bedridden with a great deal of pain.
How
can there possibly be an answer
He gazed on
his face
see
this
at
me
viith total
and answered. "The
world as the only
reality^
to this?'^
compassion
trouble
is
that exists.
vou
You
have trapped yourself on a level of consciousness. You must learn to take the limitations off life
and see
there are
more
realities
than meet
the eye/'
The man's words took me by It
was not the kind
of
surprise.
answer I expected nor had
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I
ever heard such an incredible statement.
I
sat
moment then replied, ''What you just said does not make any sense to me. It just doesn't make sense!" utterly
speechless for a
I
His eyes twinkled,
didn't expect
"I
it
would," he replied.
Normally
I
would have
felt
angry and
by such a statement but his honesty was so straight forward that I found myself smiling. insulted
We
sat in silence for awhile
"What
then
I
inquired,
your idea of success?"
is
He looked out to sea as dering. "Simple,"
he
said.
he were pon"Happiness and conif
tentment." I
on
his
waited patiently for him to expound
theory but he just sat there. "Is that all?"
I
inquired, "Just happiness
and contentment." "Yes," he replied.
was about to inquire further into his philosophy as had a dozen questions stirring in my mind but he rose, touched my shoulder gently with his hand and said, "I must leave I
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.
now, but we will meet again ed and walked away. I
sat
fade, then
As
I
was
I
watching the
"
last
With
that
color of the sunset
got up and walked towards
driving
home
I
he turn-
my car.
realized that
I
didn't
even know the stranger's name nor had I told him mine. I wondered if really would see him I
again.
His words had
stirred
me and
in
my
head kept hearing over and over again. "There is an answer to everything." It was not only his words that captivated me but the conviction with which he said them. A feeling of joy came over me and tears ran down my cheeks. Perhaps there was hope, of which the stranger had spoken. I
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COUPLE
days passed since my meeting with the unusual stranger. I \y 1 had spent them close to my hotel as I found I couldn't stay in any one position very long without pain. Tonight, however, I felt the of
urge to venture into Lahaina. stranger again
I
hoped to see the
and perhaps have another
in-
teresting conversation with him.
When
I
arrived in Lahaina the sun
was
on the sea that fronted the little village. There was no breeze. It was very warm and still. looked around but saw no sign of the man was looking for. A feeling of disappointment swept over me and began to chastise myself for being so foolish. What was doing running around looking for someone about whom knew absolutely a huge
ball of
red
fire sitting
I
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I
I
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nothing?
It
was an absurd
moment
situation. felt
someone touch
my shoulder from behind and
heard a cheerful
At
that
''Aloha." Turning,
man
I
I
looked into the eyes of the
sought.
"You know,"
you you
I
left
I
said, "I realized
had told even know
the other night that although
my
when
I
whole life history, didn't your name, nor had told you mine." ExtendI
I
my hand said, ''My name is Richard Sullivan." He clasped mine firmly and said, "I'm ing
I
Jonathan Da vies." The sun had
now
slipped into the sea
and the land. The fleeting twilight was pink and the whole sky seemed to be alive. Perhaps this was the "Maui magic" had heard people speak of. I asked Jonathan if he would like to join leaving pastel color over the sky, the sea
I
me
for dinner at the
Pioneer Inn.
"I'd
love to,"
he said. We walked into the rotunda of the Inn and got the feeling of being back in time. thought of all the life this hotel must have seen. It certainly was a unique place. I
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The hostess ushered us through the rotunda to a courtyard. was surprised to see a swimming pool with turquoise water reflecting the light of tiki torches and a gazebo surrounded by gently swaying palms. The sky was clear and dotted with a thousand stars. There was a feelI
ing of great beauty, almost of unreality about the place.
When we
were seated.
told
Jonathan
meeting the other night had been a
that our
for
me and
that
philosophy
difficult to
com-
remarkable experience although found I
prehend.
his
had been intrigued. went on to tell had never felt such extreme emotions I
I
him
that
I
as
had
since our meeting.
I
I
He
listened attentively to w'hat
saying, then he said. "Don't try to figure
Just enjoy your vacation
found
was
it
out.
and your good new-
feelings.""
'Tm son.""
I
I
said,
afraid
"and
I
am a ver\' inquisitive peram intrigued by the events of I
the other evening."
"Don"t you
know what
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the cat?" Jonathan asked with a chuckle, as
if
he
"Had you been able to SEE you would have found the answer you
knew something sought.
I
didn't.
was right before your eyes." "What do you mean couldn't SEE?" It
I
I
asked. can't
"I
Jonathan
tell
replied.
you what I mean by SEEING," "It is something you must ex-
perience for yourself. stance,
The
when you were
other night for
sitting
on the
in-
wall look-
ing at the sunset, the presence of true
know-
was all around you. The beautiful /ee//ngs you had were related to the amount of knowledge you absorbed. However, had you SEEN, you most certainly would not be asking me this question. SEEING is an experience of going beyond the intellectual capabilities to which you ledge
now
limit yourself." I
somewhat
felt
insulted
by
his
words
and assured him that I thought my intelligence was equal to his; that after graduating and having gone on to get my Master's degree in Administration,
I
felt
capable of understanding his
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definition of
SEEING.
He looked at me intently for a moment, shook about
head, and replied, ''You are talking
his
intellectual intelligence, are ''Yes, of
"How
course,"
you not?"
answered.
I
wonderful," he said,
were that simple, but it isn't. One can't just memorize and understand. What am trying to tell you doesn't lend itself to mankind's way of thinking intellectually. Remember, told you the other evening that there are more realities than meet the eye. This SEEING must come from an experience of SEEING another reality." There was a long pause as my mind scrambled for a foothold. For years had been proud of my ability to fence verbally with people. Now felt had come upon an opponent, "if
it
I
I
I
I
who managed
I
to confuse
me
in
a
manner so
unorthodox that my intellectual logic couldn't cope. I felt my ego badly bruised. This man sitting across the table from me was so different, a tremor of fear ran all the way through me. I had never had a conversation with anyone who
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made me feel this way. and
I
said,
didn't
It
was very disconcerting
understand why.
He seemed to sense my confusion and "Listen, my friend. For some unkown
reason you and
have crossed paths in this life. We have encountered each other. Call it fate or whatever you wish. When I first saw you, took a liking to you. I could SEE you wanted someI
I
one
to talk to; so here
we
are sitting in this
beautiful restaurant. Let's just enjoy this evening."
We
both smiled as the atmosphere changed from one of intensity to one of lightheartedness.
"Have you always
lived in
Hawaii?"
I
asked Jonathan.
"No," he replied, "but I feel it is my home. I've been here about ten years. I was born and raised on a small farm in Arizona with
my three
brothers
and two
sisters.
second world war I met and wife. Right after our marriage
"After the
married
my
we moved
late
to
Alabama where we had two
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children, Brian ticing
physician
and in
Craig. Brian
is
now
Baltimore and Craig
a prac-
still
lives
Alabama where he teaches school." The waiter arrived with the wine list. asked Jonathan if he had any preference. He shook his head and said, ''No, thanks. Alcohol makes my head fuzzy. don't like the taste of in
I
it
I
so
I
don't drink." I
was
medication so fortable
ant
and
on felt very com-
reluctant to take alcohol while I
declined as well.
relaxed.
It
was a
I
beautiful restaur-
and the food was delicious. "It's good to see you starting
Jonathan
said.
"As they say
in
to relax,"
Hawaii, 'Hang
loose'."
"That's a nice expression.
I
like it."
I
replied.
We sat looking at the other tourists,
en-
was present. After awhile Jonathan turned to me and began speaking, "You know, Richard, what you have to do, is find out what MIND is, then you will know how to solve your prob-
joying the holiday feeling that
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lems."
him
"That
is
the
most astounding theory have ever heard
in
my
I
stared at
in disbelief. I
life,"
I
answered. '1t is
not a theory," Jonathan said.
Then he casually continued eating his dinner. The conviction with which this man me. "Wait a minute," said, "are you trying to tell me, if I start to find out what the mind is this will fix my problems?" "That is exactly what I am saying," he spoke
startled
I
replied.
"Analyzing and judging
you nowhere. All you will find are the obvious games you play on yourself and others. One must go deeper, beyond the superficial games, beyond all the experiences related to the past and SEE that
it
one's
is
own
ponsible for carrying ings
will
get
thought system that all
is
res-
illusionary negative feel-
and behavioral patterns from the past." had taken courses in psychology for I
two years at university and felt was well enough informed to defeat my adversary on this I
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point.
you believe in the Freudian theory that all our habits and behavioral patterns ''Don't
start in early
childhood?"
asked.
I
"Yes." Jonathan said,
"I
agree whole-
heartedly that our behavioral patterns
start
then,
more to that statement than meets the eye. You have to go deeper into the was your own subconscious to realize that mind that picked up the habits and problems via however, there
is
it
an experience." '1 realize fully
that
into the subconscious,"
some
agree that to hold
on
we have to go deeper I
conceded.
doctrines are of
to the past
is
little
irrelevant.
'1
also
value and
However,
all
my thoughts and behavioral patterns are a direct result of my experiences from the past and there is
only so
much can do I
about that."
Looking at Jonathan, I had a feeling of smug contentment that I had finally trapped him into a corner.
"You're a fool," he stated. "I
beg your pardon,"
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prised at his words.
you are a fool." he repeated. "Don't you see that you are still stuck in the past and have given up hope. It is theories like this '1
human
that stop stable
said
beings from functioning
manner and keep them
in their
in
a
dilem-
mas."
and anger rose demanded: "How can you say that a
All at in
me as
I
once
I
felt
deflated
traumatic experience from the past
when
in fact
"Fm
it
is
happened?" you have missed
illusionary
actually
afraid
my point,"
"What I am saying is that the traumatic experience was real then, but now it is Jonathan only an
replied.
illusion
from the
past, carried
through
time via thought." "This
is
where most theories
fail,"
he
continued. "Parents, friends, events and the
memories
of
them
are
blamed instead
of seeing
person is responsible for their own negative thought patterns. Most theories help convince the person that the mind is passive
that the
and incapable of freeing itself from the past." He
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paused. "'Have you any idea
r,ov