The day the School of the Master concluded, the School of the Master
Sharees said, "My goodness, it seems we just began our 92 day
School yesterday." When time stands still my life seems to be
Attending the School of the Master were Monks: Ellen Jermini, Gregor
M�ller, Katarina Suter and Stefan Str�ssle; Novitiates: Sylvia Enz,
Anita Lopp, Irene Merkle, Christina Nuss- baum and Ingeborg Puchert;
Ministers at Large: Renate Monica Egli, Herbert Marty, Heinz Oertli
and Gertrud Suter. Each arrived on campus wearing their white togs and
graduated summa cum laude, brown as bears.
As a student said:
The constant theme cropping up
during the School was selfdiscipline. The need to discipline my
thought, my action and my body was constantly brought home to me a
student, called Sharee, every moment of the 2,208 hours of the
program. It was called a "90" day program, but actually July
and August have 31 days so it was 92 days. For 24 hours every day
intensive programing was conducted by the Sharer, director of the
school, Dr Herbert L Beierle, Dean.
Going to bed at 9, opening each
day began either at 1, 1:30, 2 or 2:30 was short on sleep. A strenuous
exercise regime lasting almost an hour perked my body as I greeted the
predawn morning. Then I would run up to the shower, rinse off, dive
into the swimming pool in the high desert and make a few laps before
flying down a staircase, designed to make me feel as though I were
floating, to the large sanctuary where I slept naked with 12 others on
the floor without any covering on the soft carpet using my wedge
pillow averaging 4.5 to 5 hours deep sleep each night. Even so,
sometimes I was awakened in the middle of the night and taken for a
walk or treated to a surprise lecture. I loved every minute of it.
Floating down the staircase from
the pool to the Absolute Monastery sanctuary I sat on a specially
designed folding stool on the floor created to enhance sitting for a
long time in a seminar or meditation. There began my three-hour
meditation every morning during the School. The first hour I thought I
LIKE ME and I AM MASTER. The second hour I thought WHY DO I LIKE ME,
WHY AM I A MASTER. The third hour I sat quietly listening to the voice
in me confirming my reality. I called the voice God, my divine self,
my inner self, my purity and many more concepts.
Speaking to myself and thinking
these marvelous thoughts about myself were not so difficult, the most
difficult thing was keeping awake. After my Tae-Bo advanced exercise
for 55 minutes and my refreshing rinse and swim to dash down to the
sanctuary for the meditation, I was so beautifully relaxed that sleep
sought to overtake me at every moment. I persisted in my diligence to
remain awake and speak to myself and to listen to the voice within me.
It was a very demanding experience. Often I fell asleep only to have
my Sharer awaken me or to awaken myself.
I Lived In
As the days joined one upon the other I felt embraced in a
timelessness and a joy beyond imagination.
There were days when my
three-hour meditation was exciting and rewarding. However, more
meditations were tedious in my trying to remain awake. Many times I
was rewarded by amazing insights in my listening within. I felt
illumined time and again. These illuminations encouraged me to persist
in my training.
The meals were sumptuous.
Breakfast delighted my palate with yogurt, bran, oats, grape nuts,
bread, rolls, toast, milk, juice, water, peanut butter, jams and
Lunch was a glorious salad or two
with bread, nuts, cheese and water. Dinner was usually a hot
vegetarian dish both filling and satisfying. I was always filled and
never felt hungry after any meal.
For a week now and then we had
the lemonade diet with one cup of pure lemon juice, one cup of pure
maple syrup and a tip of the spoon of cayenne pepper in a gallon of
water drunk throughout the day in eight ounce glasses. After and
during each diet I felt so pure in my body and so filled with power
and light, I was reluctant to stop the diet.
One of the most exciting events,
which took place at mealtime, was when we were told there were no
utensils. I ate my cereal with my fingers cupped as a spoon. I ate my
lasagna serving myself from the hot bowl onto my plate all with my
fingers. I soon felt that this was the most fun thing I could have
ever imagined. When I was told I could eat with utensils once again, I
opted to use my fingers most of the time.
I learned I could rinse my bottom
when going to the toilet and not use any toilet paper and found it a
most pleasant and purifying experience. When I was told I could use TP
again I opted mostly for the fingers and washing.
Throughout all of the 92 days my body went through many changes. Aches
and pains which made themselves known disappeared as I continued my
vigorous program of speaking my word that My body is the temple of the
living spirit, every organ action and function of my body is perfect
now and enjoying the exercise program. All of the bodily discomfort
turned into a beautifully tanned efficiently operating physical body.
I eagerly greeted each day with enthusiasm. I never felt tired. When
bedtime came I was still so filled with energy I could have stayed up
all night and loved every second of it.
One of the tests given was to
"remain on my feet until I was told otherwise." Therefore, I
was on my feet for several days. I stood through the night and was
actively standing during the day. Standing at the dining table. No
sitting at any time. Even as I drove the tractor I stood at the
controls. Working on my assigned path project I stood. I would never
have believed I could stand for days and nights and feel so good
about it. However, when I was allowed to lie down in the recreation
room on the tile floor surrounded by the Jacuzzi and SwimEx, I laid
down in paradise and instantly fell sound asleep to awaken refreshed
and ready for more. Some were unable to stand through the night and
curled up like teddy bears on the floor and were gone only to arise
I worked on my assigned meditation path. I carved it out of the high
desert. I plunged through chaparral, sage, manzanita and buckwheat to
create my lovely path. I lovingly laid stones along the edge of the
path. At first I thought this path project was a lot of foolishness.
Soon, I realized that I was falling in love with my path. It took on
my personality. With stones small and large I made symbols and designs
along the way that only I knew their significance, however I explained
it to the group too. I worked under the hot sun with plenty of sun
lotion and no clothing. I tanned wonderfully.
Each path was from half to a full
mile in length. Each path proved to be never long enough to fully
express my imagination. I used rakes, hoes, shovels, pick axes, prying
bars, chain saws, hand saws, clippers, wheel barrows, my golf cart and
the tractor. Things I had never done before, here I was doing such
heavy manual work and loving every second of it. I could hardly wait
for my project time to come to work out in the sun on the mountainside
creating my "masterpiece" of a path.
One of the greatest things I
learned was respect for myself. I learned to take charge of every
thought and attitude I held in my consciousness. My Sharer made sure I
was aware of it when my thought crept out of line. I was brought back
in line thinking only my finest thought.
Daily I had an assigned private time using the Jacuzzi for fifteen
minutes. Then I went into the SwimEx, an 8x15� swimming pool using a
large paddle wheel to create current from 1 to 10 miles-an-hour. I
usually swam against 3 to 4 miles-an-hour current for 15 minutes or
used some of the time to float dreamily relaxing in the pool. Then I
got on the Exercycle for 15 minutes, pumping the pedals according to
an exercise program of my choice and design. Finally, I lulled my
relaxed self in a shower preparing to go on with my projects. I
treasured my recreational training time.
Everyday I had an hour during
which I sang Joy Songs with the group. I learned how music affects my
thinking, my body and my mind as well as my spiritual awareness. The
Sharer often spoke at length training me in recognizing how music can
be a blessing or a curse in my life and I was to choose wisely. I
sang, I played musical instruments; I had a wonderful learning
Another daily event was dancing.
At first it seemed silly. I was given a scarf that I danced with. I
got the rhythm of the music in my heart and pretty soon I did not see
another person dancing even though we were weaving around one another
as in the most intricate ballet. I thrilled to each dance and looked
forward to its release of pent up emotions and inhibitions I never
knew I entertained in me.
Through every experience, though
each of us were without clothing by our choice, I felt as though I was
in paradise, free and unlimited, untouched by the world about me,
soaring into my wholeness and purity by every thought, word and
Now about that WORD. Most of the
time I was in silence, speaking only when the Sharer spoke to me or as
I was allowed to speak at mealtimes. It seemed irrational at times. It
seemed unreasonable so often. It seemed illogical and unfair, but the
more I practiced it the more I realized that I learned selfdiscipline
most sincerely and quickly through all of these illogical programs. I
soon stopped judging the process and began enjoying obvious results.
Apparently spontaneous lectures
or talks would blossom out of nowhere. I would be in deep meditation
and the Sharer would begin talking the words he said were exactly what
I was meditating upon how did he know. A mealtime was an especially
pregnant sharing time with every topic under the sun bursting forth,
but exceedingly germane to what we were learning poured forth in a
well developed easy to understand format.
A surprise, a delightful surprise, was the hour-devoted everyday to
learning to play the guitar. I was given a fabulous guitar as my own.
I had a book of instructions and everyday I practiced for a week on
one lesson and moved onto the next lesson. After 92 days of diligent
playing I fell in love with my guitar. I personally could hardly wait
to share it with my family when I got home.
Some of the comments made
concluding the School were: I have never spent a more meaningful time
in my entire life. This experience is the most exciting time of my
entire life. I want to continue with the three-hour-meditation because
I love it so and feel so much good coming out of it. I have learned a
master consciousness. I am now master of my life and affairs. I have
gotten far more than I dreamed from the School of the Master. I love
I graduated, with my fellow
Sharees, with the degree of MASTER summa cum laude, from the
University of Healing and the Absolute Monastery. I was also invested
as a MONK-AT- LARGE eternally in the Absolute Monastery. In a touching
ceremony in the sanctuary of the Monastery I received my certificates
and the blessings of all present. I reciprocated with the others as
they were so honored.
I concluded the School of the
Master with my body now a finely tuned machine healthy beyond words.
My mind encompassing and radiating my purity and goodness leaving no
room for anything, which was contrary to that reality. I was
spiritually tuned into my divine reality. I know now more surely than
at anytime in my life I am the allness. That which is eternally
present in all is present in its allness in me now and forevermore.
Hence, I live, breathe and have my being in my god reality, my god
presence, my godself. I like it very much.
he happiest day of my life took place when I found my divine self and
I began to live from that center of my beingness alone.
-Dr Herbert L Beierle