Way, way back in 1974 I was riding on the Long Island Railroad as a commuter headed for Manhattan, New York, where I was employed as a creative writer for a large advertising agency. The route ran parallel to Sunrise Highway, a major thoroughfare, for several miles, where I was able to observe long lines of cars waiting their turn to purchase fuel at various gas stations along the way.
This was called the “Oil Crisis of ‘74.”
Several months after that, I came upon the theological and mind-elevating ideas of Emanuel Swedenborg and George Gurdjieff. Their insights and worldviews created an organic and eco-friendly conscience that was tucked away within my subconscious mind.
In 1979 I was still working as an advertising writer, but in a new city—St. Louis, Missouri. Again I observed cars lined up to get gas. This was the second oil crisis to hit in that decade.
It became clear to me that no one in government was going to do anything about creating a sane energy program. The “American Dream” and “Western” way of life was vulnerable in that it could only be maintained by cheap energy and low fuel costs. This vulnerability stirred up my eco-friendly conscience that had been stored up in my subconscious mind. I had to take things into my own hands.
I then decided to purchase five acres of rural property, just outside of St. Louis. After that I began to plant fruit and nut trees on the property. By 1982, I was building a new house on the property—a solar home. After my family moved in, I built a raised bed garden with two large contained areas for compost. I had chosen to garden organically.
The property had a ¾ acre pond and I later purchased an additional five acres attached to my original property. It had a small stream running through it. So I now had two sources of water and acreage that I could simply allow nature to take its course and become woodland.
While I won’t be earning any carbon credits, my property (with its trees) has been absorbing lots of greenhouse gases—including Carbon Dioxide for decades. I also considered myself to be a “prosumer” since I produced much of what I consumed.
Years later, I had also taken steps to prepare for the anticipated Y2K computer shutdown. After that menace came and went, I wrote a book entitled Sermon From The Compost Pile, which embraced and unified both terrestrial and spiritual gardening—showing how working the soil can offer insights to working the soul. I took it as a soul-duty to help others and plant the seeds of these dual survival ideas in as many people as possible—what good is it to survive in a lonely world? (Also, the more people I could influence to adopt this mode of life, the less people there would be trying to take it away with guns!)
But now, with seemingly terrible challenges still looming ahead of all of us, I find myself faced with a whole new challenge. I am getting older.
I can no longer spend entire weekends working the garden, pruning the fruit trees, harvesting food, preserving food and keeping my considerable ornamental plantings tidy and cared for.
I am spending more time in front of a computer these days writing books on spiritual topics. In fact, I have started my own publishing company. Because I have a passion for spiritual topics (and human transformation) my focus is now less on surviving on earth (and stretching out my terrestrial life) but in surviving my inevitable death.
Even as I get older I can still improve on my heart, and, through my continued writing, help others benefit from my experiences and knowledge. I am gardening less but working harder on my spiritual or inner garden. I have learned, with the help of men like Emanuel Swedenborg and George Gurdjieff that heaven is not some place you go to—it is something you become!
The spiritual world is the landscape of our innermost qualities and the principles we live by. This is the world that is in most need of cultivation.
My second book Proving God has won three awards. This is significant because I attempt to solve the most difficult problem possible for the human mind—unifying science with theology. I feel the book offers an abundance of evidence for why Love is the Ultimate Science.
As a writer, I feel I can better serve humanity by sharing the fruits and harvest of my inner garden (food for the spirit), a garden with unlimited resources. This kind of garden—with wonderful thoughts and feelings of goodness—if we create one within ourselves, is where we go after the death of the physical body. This is the loving world and heavenly kingdom that I am now preparing for! And it is my hope for others to meet me there!