Introduction


Robert Earl Burton founded The Fellowship of Friends in the San Francisco Bay Area in 1970. Burton modeled his own group after that of Alex Horn, loosely borrowing from the Fourth Way teachings of Gurdjieff and Ouspensky. In recent years, the Fellowship has cast its net more broadly, embracing any spiritual tradition that includes (or can be interpreted to include) the notion of "presence."

The Fellowship of Friends exhibits the hallmarks of a "doomsday religious cult," wherein Burton exercises absolute authority, and demands loyalty and obedience. He warns that his is the only path to consciousness and eternal life. Invoking his gift of prophecy, he has over the years prepared his flock for great calamities (e.g. a depression in 1984, the fall of California in 1998, nuclear holocaust in 2006, and most recently the October 2018 "Fall of California Redux.")

According to Burton, Armageddon still looms in our future and when it finally arrives, non-believers shall perish while, through the direct intervention and guidance from 44 angels (recently expanded to 81 angels, including himself and his divine father, Leonardo da Vinci), Burton and his followers shall be spared, founding a new and more perfect civilization. Read more about the blog.

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Thursday, October 31, 2019

Robert Burton never let's a tragedy go to waste

Peter Morrow longtime Fellowship of Friends member and Robert Earl Burton patron
Peter Morrow (Source: Ocala-News)

“What is greatest in our existence, what makes it precious beyond words, is the modesty to use sorrow so that it penetrates our soul.” - Rainer Maria Rilke

[ed. - On Halloween, Peter Morrow, a member of The Fellowship of Friends and patron of Robert Earl Burton for over 40 years, died when his airplane crashed on a Florida highway. In the days following, official Fellowship events seemed to indulge a morbid fascination with Peter's death and "signs" that angels choreographed the event for the exclusive benefit of Robert Earl Burton and his followers. These records demonstrate, in all its glory, Burton's "magical thinking."

The excerpt below is from Peter Morrow's Elysian Society memorial page. That both Morrow's and Burton's mothers died on a Halloween offered Burton an opportunity to remind followers that he defeated his mother's "feminine dominance," a story he's told countless times (suggesting the "victor" may have indeed been his mother.)]

Dear Friends,

Peter Morrow, a beloved member of the Fellowship of Friends, completed his task on October 31 at 1:00 pm ET in an airplane crash in Florida while piloting his own plane. A mechanic was flying with him, testing electrical equipment. Peter would have turned seventy-four this coming January 30th.

Peter joined the Fellowship in the New Haven Center on May 1, 1979.  He has been part of centers in New York, London, and Apollo, where he has lived since 2001.

Peter had a deep commitment to the Fellowship and to supporting and beautifying Apollo. He expressed his love of presence and of sharing presence by hosting students at his home at Apollo and his hotel in Jamaica. His passion for flying was central to his play, and many students will remember flying with Peter in his plane.

Robert said that it is a strong shock for the school that happened on Halloween, and that it is much worse than the death of his mother. Nothing wrong occurred with Peter.

[ed. - That simple introductory statement of facts then veers off into Robert Burton's magical thinking. Burton fills his narratives with 44s and other usual "signals" (often in the form of license plates) to assure followers that 44 (now 81?) angels are indeed watching over his flock. There is commonly an all-hands effort to collect and decipher these coded messages from the gods. Note: The crash occurred on State Road 200, near SW 43rd Court. And, per the NTSB's Preliminary Report, it happened at 11:30, not 11:44. Robert Burton cannot be accused of modesty in his use of sorrow.]
[Quoting Rilke, above] “What is greatest in our existence, what makes it precious beyond words, is the modesty to use sorrow”—Peter Morrow—“so that it penetrates our soul.” It certainly does penetrate our soul. I said the other day, “You do not know how much you love a person until he [ed. - or she] dies.”

Even so, we are in the business of not dying, and it is working perfectly. A student observed that this is the forty-fourth week of the year and that today is the last day of the forty-fourth week. After Peter’s crash, the emergency vehicles were directed to go to the 44th block, between 43rd and 44th Streets. Then a former student who used to fly with Peter, Peter Ingle — meaning 'angel' — came to the scene.

An angel attended Peter; that is why he came. No harm has been done. Their aim is to make the state we have stronger. That is strictly why Influence C did it. It is a brutal shock, but that is the nature of evolution: Trick or Treat, my mother is dead, her name is Shock, it is Halloween [link added]. My mother’s shock meant virtually nothing compared to Peter’s death. She had no presence while Peter had a lot of presence. He met an objectively useful death. He received what he needed from this life. And now we are getting what we need from this shock. - Robert Earl Burton

[ed. - In the days following Peter's death, Fellowship meetings and dinners at Apollo focused on the subject and its "esoteric" significance. The Apollo Miracle newsletter captured meeting highlights. (Excerpts below.) In the following transcriptions, I have retained the full names of well-known Fellowship leaders.]

Robert Earl Burton Fellowship of Friends Apollo Miracle Newsletter regarding Peter Morrow's death

[ed. - An anonymous Fellowship insider reported on November 16, 2019:]
Peter died on Thursday, October 31st. His death and related "information" was the sole subject of the Friday night meeting, Saturday morning meeting, Saturday dinner, and Sunday morning meeting. I don't know if it extended into the following week (most likely it did, beginning with the Wednesday night meeting.)

I believe the reason for all the attention is the simple matter of Robert Burton taking advantage of a pretty major, unexpected "shock" to reaffirm his position as the wise, detached, all-seeing, all-knowing island of stability, security and relativity amidst the emotional chaos and identification of his immature and dependent children. I guess he needed so many meetings and dinners in order to make sure everyone knew what to think, what to say, and what to feel (or not to feel). I'm certain that Burton's status as conscious-immortal-enlightened wise man is sky-high right now, and the ability of Fellowship members to come to their own understanding and conclusions is at an all-time low.

During the meetings, Robert mentioned a few times something related to the ark, the future role of the Fellowship, etc. He said something about Peter's Italian-inspired house (photo), how it might become a learning center of Italian culture, or something like that. He dragged out a real oldie-but-goodie about everyone speaking Italian someday. Well, he said that 20-30 years ago, and nothing whatsoever came of it. (Burton certainly did not lead the way in learning to speak Italian.) [ed. - In the 70s, Burton wanted his students to learn French. As far as I know, he didn't learn French either.] It's almost as though Peter's death and the fact that he had this "Italian" home, stirred up these old dreams in Burton, like long-past military exploits in an old man, which will soon retreat back into his sub-consciousness.

It's clear that Burton was not going to let pass a huge potential financial opportunity.

Another possible explanation involves the Fellowship's elite.The Fellowship financial elite include Rowena Taylor (beneficiary of her father's jade mines and retail business in Guatemala,) Geraldine R.'s family (with land and livestock holdings in Australia,) Ethan Harris, Marcus Lasken (with a large inheritance from his father's business,) Diana Kay (however she became rich,) Alisanne Frew (consummate wheeler-dealer,) three members in Mexico City (Javier G. and a couple, Emilio and Lourdes), all with high connections within the government (at least the previous government); an Indian fellow named Rathin, the "Godfather" of the Indian centers (like Robert Taylor was in Russia for many years); and, of course, Peter.

No doubt Burton was somehow hoping to be willed Peter's house, but found out quickly that that would not happen. He wanted the Fellowship to buy the house for him. And, of course, this is where the wealthy elite come in. Can he get them, collectively, to donate $750,000, more or less, or maybe even $1 million; depends on what Peter's heirs or trust would be asking? What would he have to do, or promise to them (hint, hint: something about "Paradise"), to get them to donate such a large amount of money?

This venture would also include a major, year(s)-long funding-raising effort throughout the Fellowship, so that everyone can feel part of the endeavor. One of the selling points might be that Peter paid the ultimate price, and the least we can do is to honor his death by keeping his house within the Fellowship and, at the same time, showing how much we love and worship Robert Burton. Even $10 (a week) will assist in this divine effort. There will be a collection plate at every meeting. Jewelry gladly accepted. The great gods hovering in the room right now will be eternally grateful.

Finally, per a member who heard it from the horse's mouth, Robert Burton did not attend Peter's funeral service, burial and reception (at Peter's house) this past Saturday afternoon, so that he could save his energy for the dinner. (Of note, he has not attended a funeral service for many years.)

[ed. - The double entendre below was likely unintentional, though Peter Morrow was a member of the Fellowship during the era when present-day Apollo was referred to as Renaissance, California.]
"He was a true Renaissance man if there ever was one."
From Jamaica Inn "In remembrance of Peter Morrow"

Additional coverage of the tragedy:
Jamaica Gleaner report of plane crash

Jamaica Gleaner article about hotelier Peter Morrow
Kathryn's Report coverage


From Meeting, November 1
Greetings, beloved celestial assemblies. I believe Peter Morrow’s death on Halloween is the largest shock we have had since Michael Goodwin [link added] completed his role. It has had the same impact. Nothing wrong has occurred. We have been doing a very good job with uncreated light and this was specifically designed to make it stronger. It is the kind of shock that is inherent in evolution. All schools go through shocks like this, with presence.

This shock just what we needed to go deeper. And on the morrow Peter will be an angel. He completed his eighth life. The next time, on the morrow, he will be out forever, Peter Morrow. [Referring to photo below] In a remote place on the California coast, there is a very special outcropping called Morro Rock [ed. - No relation to Peter Morrow.]. Peter had that kind of rock-solid firmness for our school. [Referring to a photo] Here is Peter at Morrow Point Road, his home in upstate New York.



He went up, not down. The shock occurred while the Mariinsky was performing in Berkeley. Abraham Goldman [link added] also completed his role during a ballet gala here at Apollo. Michael, Abraham, and Peter had quite a bit of mass, so a lot of support was taken from the school when they completed their roles. It shows how strong we are that we can lose people like those three and Helaine F. and only become stronger.

[Referring to a photo] This is a photo of Sasha and me upon hearing the news of Peter’s death. This shock goes quite deep. You do not know how much you love a person until they die. We were staying at the Doubletree—the Tree of Life supporting Worlds 6 and 12. You have uncreated light now, so you are free from the Tree of Life. The words on the bottom of the television screen are interesting. They say, “Prepare. Listen very carefully.” A song says, “There’s a kind of hush, all over the world tonight … Listen very carefully, and you will see what I mean … forever and ever.” This is Peter’s payment and our payment for eternal life.

The shock is full of signatures of Influence C. The air traffic controller said on the radio that the accident happened on 44th Street. [ed. - The crash occurred on State Road 200, near SW 43rd Court]. Peter Ingle, meaning “angel,” a former student who used to fly with or abuse it. Rilke said, “Why did I not kneel more gracefully to receive you?”—accepting the shock. We are using it well. Curiously, it occurred when many of us were attending the ballet, as did Abraham’s death. It was specifically designed to be opposite of what was occurring. The irony makes the shock go deeper. It is quite something that Diana should have such a dream and tell Peter about it and then two months later it should occur. I think we will consider having either a private party or the school purchase Peter’s home. What the Gallery is to the French influence, his home will be to the Italian influence on our ark. We might get together and put a down payment on it. This is a very good way to transform such a shock; we will receive a great deal from his home. It is a wonderful gift from Italy.

This is the gold car that was hit by Peter’s airplane. It is an important shock because, in a life-threatening situation, pilots are trained to put people on the ground first and do everything they can to avoid hitting them. Observers said that Peter specifically tried to avoid harming anyone on the ground. But his plane clipped this gold SUV, and the elderly man driving it was slightly injured. He is expected to be fine. That elderly man is Peter completing his eighth life, so it is a very nice omen. He was the only person on the ground there. The mechanics from the Marysville-Yuba City area who worked on Peter’s plane said that he had been having trouble with the right engine and that it might have stalled on take-off, which would be very hard to handle. Also, as the Sufis say, you meet your fate on the road you take to avoid it. When his instrument panel indicated a malfunction, Peter managed to land the plane and find a mechanic. However, the mechanic was unable to detect the cause of the problem on the ground so they decided to fly the plane to figure it out. Russell M., who had flown with Peter to Florida, remained on the ground. The problem became worse when they took off. The mechanic could not find the cause of the malfunction, which cost them their lives. It was determined that this was going to occur, as Diana’s dream revealed. It was all planned for us to make being, which we are doing. For sure, these shocks are necessary or they would not happen. This only makes us closer to becoming immortal. Peter’s last eight words to the control tower before crashing were “We need to return to the field, sir.” In fact, what that meant was “We need to return to Paradise,” because he had completed his eighth life. Peter was saying, “I need to return to Paradise and prepare for my ninth and final life.”
[Referring to a photo] This is image number 121—one, two, one—a mirror image, meaning that there is no death. We will probably continue speaking about this shock throughout the weekend. [Click on this link to hear a news broadcast that plays Peter’s last words to the control tower:]

John S. completed his role [died] on Tuesday, Dieter S. about two weeks earlier, and now Peter has completed his. Three men in a row completed their roles within twenty-one days of each other. John’s wife Angelica opened the window in John’s hospital room so that he could symbolically go through it in case he died during the night. Although that was not necessary, it was sweet that she did that. And then, last night, we parked in front of Peet’s Coffee Shop in Berkeley—Peter’s coffee shop—three blocks from Zellerbach Hall.

At the end of the ballet, Brian C. went to get our car and found that it been broken into. The back window had been broken so that Peter Morrow’s soul could go through it symbolically after completing his eighth life. This morning, Brian and Kenneth W. taped the window before bringing it to the auto shop to be replaced. Leonid had actually left some valuables like his computer inside, but nothing was stolen. The thieves probably went through it as fast as they could but were unable to see his things in the dark. Nothing was lost; in fact, some things were gained. Forty years ago, Janet M., a student in Sacramento who was completing her task with cancer, said, “I am in a lot of pain.” I said, “I’m sorry about the pain; it is the nature of evolution.” The transformation of suffering into presence is the way we escape. There were many homeless people around our hotel in Berkeley. Peter is not a homeless person. He is destined to become an angel, like all of us. It seems that it has been a long time since Michael Goodwin’s death which occurred in 2012.

[Photo - Broken van window in Berkeley]

[Daniel H.: Robert, Dorian and Rowena landed safely. “The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away.”]

Two days ago, on their flight to Paris, Dorian Matei and Rowena Taylor had an emergency landing because of a technical issue with the plane. We dodged a bullet there, but it just came another way. You can see that Influence C do this because of the psychological way we are working with it, with presence. It makes third eye strong. Gurdjieff said, “If things could be done another way, they would be.” But for sure, Influence C are doing it the best way. We cannot find fault with them, because we are all conscious beings with staying power now. We have uncreated light with staying power, without the sequence. None of us expected to arrive at this station, but we have arrived. And we are in the same state as the angels who are helping us right now. So there is a conscious method to their madness. It is curious that Peter’s death happened on Halloween. Trick or treat. In fact, things were going well this Halloween with the performances of the Mariinsky. But that was just a set-up so that we would be even more shocked when it occurred. The crash occurred on 44th Street at 11:44, meaning the transformation of suffering.

The tweet we sent out before Peter’s accident was this thought from Rilke: “The Hero endures and his downfall is just a pretext for his final birth.” The outer meaning is merely a pretext for the inner meaning. The shock was a pretext for Peter’s final birth, his completing his final role. Everything we have said tonight is true. We have been speaking and listening with consciousness throughout the whole event. Above the passage from Rilke is the tweet announcing the news of Peter’s accident. All’s well that ends well, and this ends with immortality for every person in the room. We are kneeling now. We are just accepting it. We are a very experienced group of people; we are fully experienced in angelic presence. We have a lot of experience with these kinds of events. We will need it all to get through this, which we will. The tweet said,
“Peter Morrow just died in an airplane crash. Nothing wrong has occurred with Peter’s death. It is just a brutal shock for the whole school to transform. His soul is fine. Love, Robert.”
It is curious that the crash occurred during the visit of the Mariinsky because they are two opposite events. This is especially true for La Bayadère, in which the corps de ballet plays a beautiful host of angels. This state is the answer, in everyone’s forehead. Rilke said “Learn to live the question.” We have learned to live the answer—uncreated light. We have learned to live the answer together.

We received a few letters from students about Peter’s death. Peter L. said, “It seems that Michael Goodwin and Peter Morrow were both taken in full flight”—both of them died in crashes. Michael crashed into the Tree of Life. There was a tree near the accident. Michael’s name says it all: Goodwin—good win. Javier G. wrote, “Peter Morrow’s completed role was certainly a shock for us all and an opportunity to stay in ourselves while we remember him with joy. His love for you, his disposition to support the school and his fellow students and to share the beauty of the Jamaica Inn with many of us, created many memorable moments that remain with us. We thank him for being part of this wonderful pilgrimage.” Javier is always there. And now we are too, all of us. Geoffrey Chaucer said, “This world is but a thoroughfare of woe, and we are [sequential] pilgrims passing to and fro.” Dieter S. was the ninety-fourth student to be buried in our cemetery; John S. will be the ninetyfifth [sic]. I said at a recent meeting that numbers ninety-six, ninetyseven [sic], ninety-eight, ninety-nine, and one hundred are coming. Then ninety-six came this week, a few days after I said it. The others to follow are known only to Influence C. Everyone knows his birth date, but only Influence C know our death date, to the exact second. Does anyone live at Peter’s house? When Peter was away from Apollo, Janis C. took care of his house.

[Photo: Students at a meeting in the Adirondacks, September 2019}

This is a photo of students meeting in September at Peter’s house in the Adirondacks. Peter is in the middle. He loved the autumn leaves. The autumn leaves are quite spiritual for people on the East Coast. Peter was seventy-three and had had forty years with Influence C. He did a lot of nice work with the students in upstate New York. Silvia F. stepped off a plane from Philadelphia and her husband Rolando A. was there to meet her. He advised her about Peter’s death and then they saw this license plate saying “SWAN777.” This refers to the three students who just completed their roles: Dieter in his seventh life and John S. and Peter Morrow in their eighth lives. The three of them are destined to be conscious and immortal. They are already conscious. The number 777 is also the number of angels that each galaxy produces. [ed. - We are still awaiting confirmation of this fact.]

Something wonderful occurred at last Sunday’s lunch. I advised students that I was aware that Influence C were speaking through me. Then I said, “Let us say that 750 angels have been produced on the earth, Alex being number 750. That leaves twenty-seven angels for our school and for what follows us to produce over a long period of time.” Sasha advised me that the date of the lunch was October 27 and that the Absolute came to visit us for the first time on June 27. [Referring to a photo] Here we were in Maureen [ed. - ?], California on October 31, the day of Peter’s accident. The crash occurred in Ocala, Florida. Ocala contains the letters CA—California—and LA—Los Angeles, which is ablaze right now—as well as O—Oh. Of course, it is unusual to see California poppies blooming at this time of the year. We saw them right after we received the news about Peter. It was as though they had been placed there for him.

When you get to Paradise, you will see all of your nine lives. The one you can see right now is your eighth life. We are in our sixth decade with Influence C. Peter spent forty years in his eighth life with angels. We are very near the end. It is amazing grace that we all have angels in our lives. A totally unknown phenomenon is occurring in which schools have an open connection with angels. Everything you see, apart from what is occurring in the school, is deliberately designed to keep people asleep. The only thing that is right in the universe is presence. And we all have this. We are Hydrogens 6 and 12 in conscious form right now. This was Peter’s quest and he will not be denied; he will be successful. The hero endures, and his downfall is just a pretext for his ninth life. This is a key insight. This is our gift—eternal life. Life does not know abpit [sic] eternal presence, but we have it. Who could ask for anything more? A song says, “Who could ask for anything more” than what we have? More does not exist. Mohammed said, “Do you think you shall enter Paradise without passing such trials as those who went before you?” Do you think you could enter Paradise without making the same payment as everyone who preceded you? We have been paying from the beginning. [ed. - And Burton has been repeating from the beginning:]About three months after meeting Influence C, I had an automobile accident and had to get 100 stitches in my head. That was a defining moment, because, with that shock, Influence C revealed that they were planning to make us a school, not a group.

[Referring to a photo] A license plate says “TRANSFRM.” We can see this as either “transform” or “transfirm.” You all have divine presence now. The car is from Sacramento, which means “sacred offering.” Peter was a sacred offering for us to strengthen the state we have, on the morrow. There was a mystical moment yesterday morning, right before the news of Peter came. I was having memories of my dear friends. We had gone to a Dim Sum restaurant where I had been with Roger Cavanna and I was thinking of him. I said, “I am having transcendental memories of dear friends.” Then we received the shock of Peter’s death specifically to strengthen third eye. A lovely song by a Mason says, “To be willing to march into hell for a heavenly cause.” This means to be willing to sequentially march into hell—the ten thousand—for a heavenly cause—BE.

We are playing, and winning, the Master Game. This is a school, not a group, and we come from all of the nations of the world, like the angels who are helping us. This is the grand finale in the sequence of civilizations—the Fellowship of Conscious Friends. We are here to survive the darkest hour in the history of man—hydrogen warfare. We are being bred to pass through it. It will be an awesome shock; that is why we must have shocks like Peter’s death to prepare us. Omar Khayyam said, “Destiny with men for pieces play.” In our case, destiny with conscious men and women for pieces play. We are creating the being to escape forever. “There’s a kind of hush all over the world tonight … you will see what I mean … forever and ever.”
Once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return. - Leonardo da Vinci


Meeting, November 2, 2019

Goethe said something quite good about death. He had served under the Duke of Weimar who died before him, even though he was younger. Goethe had hoped he would die before his friend, but, for Goethe to make being, Influence C had the Duke die before him. This is what he said about that. “Death is something so strange, that, notwithstanding all experience, one thinks it impossible for it to seize a beloved object; and it always presents itself as something incredible and unexpected. It is, to a certain extent, an impossibility which suddenly becomes a reality.” [Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Conversations with Eckermann]

Speaking about possibilities, Peter Morrow completed his eighth life. The next time he comes out, he stays out. This miracle—the state you have—is strictly for ascending souls, and it is truly the only conscious miracle. The Absolute deemed nine lives sufficient payment for this eternal gift. The Chinese school spoke about there being nine lives with nine different worms, meaning nine different instinctive centers to work with. Each worm becomes progressively more negative the closer you come to the end. The bottom line is that the school needed the shock of Peter’s death for transformation of suffering. It was the next step. Within three weeks, Dieter S., John S., and Peter Morrow all completed their roles. And there may be more soon. This is payment for making this state we have—uncreated light—stronger now. It will stay longer because of these three shocks. Though I have been working with this thought from Goethe for decades, it just becomes better. This is a conscious play.

Influence C had Peter’s crash occur during a ballet, like Abraham Goldman’s shock. It adds more drama to it somehow. The author of this play is unknown to us; it may have been the Absolute. He may have written all the plays or He may have left the writing to His older gods. Corinne M. sent a note saying that Abraham Goldman, Michael Goodwin, and Peter Morrow were all from the same class, 1979. It is a forty-year-old class. They all joined the same year. This is evolution as we experience it. We have almost 100 students in our cemetery, and, believe it or not, earlier this week I said, “ninety-four Dieter, ninety-five John.” Then I added, “ninety-six, ninety-seven, ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one hundred.” Surprisingly, two days later, the ninety-sixth death occurred. Influence C did that to remind us that our time is limited. We are moving at a speed that is fast enough to become immortal because of shocks like this. Influence C know how to create angels and we are experiencing the way that they do it.

I call our cemetery a paymentorium—a place of payment for the gift. Margaret C.’s vehicle, which was parked in Berkeley during the ballet, also suffered a broken window. Why this occurred is interesting. Just before John S. completed his role, his wife Angelica opened the hospital window so that his soul could go out if it was called, just as the figure in Blake’s painting The Death of the Old Man. Then she got back into bed and was going to kiss him goodnight, but, unbeknownst to her, he had completed his role. The window on my car was broken so that Peter could go through it to Paradise. Margaret’s window was for Dieter to pass through. Dieter sounds a little like “detour.” Death is just a detour; it will not stop the nine lives. Death is a temporary detour where you take an alternate route to your next life. Dieter was in his seventh life; the other two were in their eighth lives. In one week, we lost quite a lot, John and Peter. The broken window of our van occurred outside of Peet’s Coffee Shop on Bowditch in Berkeley. Anyway, death is not in the cards for us; eternal life is in the cards for each one of us. No one deserves this gift. We have the same gift as the Absolute.
But they have to give it to someone, and we are the ones they have given it to this time. We are very grateful. When you get to Paradise, you will wonder if you could be sufficiently grateful. The upside of what is coming is indescribable and beautiful. Sophocles said, “The dice of Zeus fall ever luckily”—for ascending souls. Our faith is the result of our verifications. The strongest shock in the school is when a student completes his role. We are all conscious beings throughout the whole event. We have almost had 100 meetings this year. There is also a meeting with Dorian taking place in Paris right now. It is a high-energy time for the whole school. There was a high energy before the shock with the performances of the Mariinsky, but there is an even higher energy now.

[Photo of broken window of Margaret C.’s car in Berkeley]

[Referring to a photo] This is a photograph of the fortieth anniversary of the class of 1979 taken in May. It is typical of Peter to be firm in the center. He was very firm in his commitment to Influence C. That was his role. He was the steadfast tin soldier. When guests came to his hotel, he would speak to them about the work and give them work books. He also did nice work with the students in upstate New York. This shock was necessary or they would not have given it. If you get a spot on your tie, it is necessary. If the shock of Peter’s death is necessary, all shocks, large and small, are necessary. They would not give them if they were not the best way for us to strengthen this state. It is already becoming stronger.

[Photo of fortieth anniversary dinner, Class of 1979, May 8, 2019]

Everyone knows his birth date, but only Influence C know our death date. Shakespeare said, “Precious friends hid in death’s dateless night.” We do not know which student will be called upon to make a payment like this. Ironically, two months ago Diana Kay had a dream about Peter dying violently in an airplane crash. She told him about it and I am sure he must have thought about the omen coming true as he was preparing to crash. But “on the morrow”—Peter Morrow in his ninth life—he will be immortal, like these angels who are helping us. We are conscious because we took them on their terms. “Thy will be done.” We accepted, rather than resented, whatever we must do to transcend ourselves. After failing to transform a shock, Rilke said, “Why did I not kneel more gracefully to receive you?” But we do transform them; we use them. They are too precious to waste; presence is too important to neglect. In fact, it is the one thing that is important. It is in a category by itself for urgency.

[Photo of Peter at home, August 6, 2019]

This is a photo taken on August 6 of Peter sitting outside his home at Apollo. His home is very special. It has the feeling of an authentic Florentine villa. There are different options for his house, but I think that we may purchase it and make it an Italian center of learning for our ark. Of course, Italy is deeper than France, but with Frenchtown Road nearby, the French influence is what Influence C want for the Gallery. French is good, but we will speak Italian, which is the deepest. I will be a lot quieter if I am speaking Italian! We may have different quarters in the city—a French quarter, an Italian quarter, a German quarter, an English quarter. [Referring to a photo] This is a nice picture of Peter.

His identity is there. The empty chair beside him looks like his ninth life awaiting him. The four cypress trees making an empty square are a nice omen. The tree on the left shows the struggle of the magicians.The feathery tree is evil eye. Influence C create these shocks. Italian objects, such as the two Renaissance angels and the Renaissance Peter’s home frames in the Gallery, will go to Peter’s house. It will be authentic. The sunglasses on his solar plexus make a square. It is a modern message. I said last night, “You do not know how much you love a person until he [ed. - or she] dies.” You do not quite realize it. The “more” in Morrow is interesting. It means one more life.

“Here the profound lesson of reception, nor preference nor denial.” [Walt Whitman, “Song of the Open Road”]

This is a key angle. Just accept the present on its own terms, and then you are conscious of what is in the present. I said forty years ago, “The present may not always be beautiful, but it is always beautiful to be present.” In the photograph that shows Sasha and I right after we learned of Peter’s death, the televisions screen above us says, “Be prepared. Listen very carefully. You can judge. You, always.” “Listen very carefully” brings to mind these words from a popular song: “There’s a kind of hush. … So, listen very carefully, closer now and you will see what I mean. It isn’t a dream. The only sound that you will hear is when I whisper in your ear, ‘I love you forever and ever.’” [“There’s a Kind of Hush”]

“So listen very carefully” is four words. “You will see what I mean … forever and ever”—a payment for eternal life that Peter made for himself and for the school. Last night after dinner, I realized that we are very lucky to be able to pay for this gift. Helaine F., said, “We used to say that payment was a principle, but now we can say it is a privilege.” No matter how terminal death is, it is temporary. There is no death for us. We are on a deathless quest, and we are succeeding. It is a privilege to work with angels. In fact, it is the ultimate privilege. And we are birthing. When I was a young teacher I said, “There’s more to life than death.” There is much more to life than merely to die. It is a stepping-stone to immortality as we experience conscious life. The television screen said, “Listen very carefully.” “There’s a kind of hush all over the world tonight.” This is long BE. There’s a kind of hush all over the world tonight because third eye is getting ready to appear. But you have uncreated light now. Milton said, “Trip the light fantastic” -uncreated light.

Just prior to the crash, Peter said to the control tower, “We need to return to the field, sir.” This is eight words. What Influence C mean by this is “We need to return to the celestial city of Paradise now.” Then Peter crashed and was taken to Paradise. Earlier this year, I said, “Some night Leonardo is going to whisper to me ‘It’s time to go.’” He will say, in four words “It’s time to go”—to Paradise.

[re: Photo of Michael R. and Peter]

When I get there, borrowing from Walt Whitman, “I stop somewhere waiting for you” to join me. It will all happen. Right now, we are conscious beings with souls. We are dealing with ultimate depth, divine presence, and eternal life, and it is working very well. About two weeks ago, I asked myself who I would want to meet in Paradise. The answer was “My students.” Not famous people, although I am looking forward to that too. Schools are the “divine average” that Walt Whitman spoke about. Ouspensky said, “Schools are for ordinary people,” and then they receive the most extraordinary gift in the universe—divine presence and eternal life. Everything I have said this morning is true. We do not have time for lies, for the lower self. We are involved with angels every day. Peter crashed on College Road—school road. Many of us were at a college, the University of California, Berkeley, near to where I grew up as a child, when the crash occurred.

After a recent dinner in the Gallery, I said goodbye to Peter, who was standing near the chandelier in the Salon. I saw him outside my study and came out to embrace him. You never know when Influence C are going to call someone. But the exact second for you to enter Paradise has been determined. You do not know when it will be, but it is coming. When I was a young teacher, I said, “Death is not goodbye, my love; it is goodnight.” Oscar Wilde, who did not have your gift, said, “I know that we shall meet again in some divine eternity”—the celestial city of Paradise. We shall be reunited again in some divine eternity. It is one of the most beautiful things ever said. Borrowing from Walt Whitman, about Peter: “Hard was thy part, and to divine presence it was successfully enacted.” During the intermission of the ballet on Thursday night, I turned around and looked at the hall. Sasha and I were in the front row, right by the conductor. I looked out at the auditorium, which seats 1,978. I just wanted to get a feel for the celestial assembly, which has 26,449 angels, more than ten times the number of seats in the hall, although the angels may occupy a tiny amount of space. We are being prepared to become conscious and immortal citizens in the celestial city of Paradise. We are naive as to what must occur—nine lives preparing us for immortality in Paradise. The Forbidden City is Paradise, which is indescribable. No one has ever died there. But all those angels in Paradise are the Absolute’s art gallery.


Dinner, November 2

Now, by the grace of the gods, we have all become conscious beings. As I was getting ready for this dinner, I realized that I had the greatest job in the universe—to assist people to become conscious beings. It was a major satori. I very much like it. I 100 percent want to stay as long as I can and I think my wish will be granted. We have maximized our opportunity with uncreated light. After the meeting, I realized that we should not waste one drop of this shock. We should use it and transform it. Referring to brutal shocks, the Old Testament says, “Such things must needs be.” We transform them. We are not wasters of sorrow. When Michael Goodwin completed his role, I was not going to waste a bit of it. I actually did not have a tear the whole time. I was right on top of it and I used it. It was a sacrifice that was made to make us stronger, and, for sure, it worked. We had never been as awake as we were before this shock. Uncreated light was strong; now it has become even stronger. The angels know what they are doing and we know how to use what they have done. We have so much experience. Peter Bishop, Michael Goodwin, Abraham Goldman, and now Peter Morrow were all taken from us. We have being in this area.

We have also learned to be more moderate with our grief. A song says, “The glow of your being outshines every star.” Is it not wonderful to look at everything with presence and do everything with presence? I never thought that this would come to all of us. When you crystallize at the end of time, you have eternal life. The shock of Peter’s death was a major earthquake for us. Influence
C’s signature was all over it. The air controller told the emergency vehicles that the site of the accident was on the 44th block, which it was, between 43rd and 44th Streets, and College Road, meaning that it is a school shock for us. Russell M., who had flown with Peter to Florida, did quite well. He called me afterwards, but for some reason the student who answered did not give him access to me for a while. He handled it very well. I spoke with him the next day, and he said that he had accepted that the shock was fate and was designed by higher forces. I said, “That’s why they chose you.” Just for that line—that is why they chose Russell. He accepted that it was the play. And we too have accepted it. It is a necessary shock or they would not have done it. At the moment I heard the news, I was at a table near a window with the Golden Gate Bridge in front of me and, for whatever reason, I was thinking of Roger Cavanna. I said to the students, “Transcendental memories are with me now.” That is when the shock occurred. Roger and Peter were friends. Roger joined in 1974 and was the center director when Peter joined in New Haven. It was a rich moment for the Fellowship of Conscious Friends. It was a moment for the Northeast, the most intelligent part of America outside of Apollo—from New York to Boston. Of course, that experience was quite helpful. We understand the necessity of it.

[Student: Peter spoke to me a few days before he returned to the East Coast and he expressed concerns about flying.]

Yes, it is destiny. Two months ago, Diana Kay had a dream that Peter died in a violent plane crash. Peter had spoken to Judith Grace saying that he was becoming a little concerned about flying at his age. The aviation expert in Yuba City said that the right engine of Peter’s plane was having trouble on take-off and that, if an engine freezes on take-off, it is difficult to control the plane. But it is all supposed to be that way, like Diana’s dream. It was too inconvenient for Peter’s lifestyle for him to consider giving up flying.

[Diana Kay: Robert, do you think that if he had considered it that, it would have altered his destiny?]

I am pretty sure that he thought of your dream as it was happening. It is supposed to be that way—it is payment.

[Diana Kay: So nothing could have been different?]

Everything is all right with this shock. It is just the school making a payment for its gift. Our school pays in a big way because of the imminence of hydrogen warfare in the next decade, which is coming in two months. This school is making a major payment, which means that our students, including Peter, are at the front of the queue to escape. Trick or treat, and Peter died. My mother’s shock cannot compare to this. She had no presence and Peter was a sacred ascending soul completing his eighth life.

[Michael S.: You remind us of the quote “If things could be done in another way, they would be done in another way.”]

Yes, Gurdjieff.

You are doing it the best way possible. All of us at this table are conscious beings with uncreated light. You cannot fault their methods because they work. If their methods did not work, then we could have a bone of contention. But you can see that they know what they are doing and they are doing it the best way possible. It is brutal, but it is still the best way for us to actually get out alive, as we are doing. We accept Influence C on their terms. That is what makes it all work. Walt Whitman greatly said, “Here the profound lesson of reception”—presence—“nor preference nor denial.” Just accept what they put on the table and use it. Buddha ate whatever fell into his bowl—the nine of hearts—and just used it, as we do. It is very fortunate that we do have being in this area. Experience helps. One good ‘I’ that is helpful to me is to be moderate in your grief. Moderation means keeping out of the queens and working with grief in the kings—from the nine of hearts rather than from the queen of hearts. It is very helpful advice. Stay the same conscious person. We are not the queens; they are not us. There is nothing in the queens but misunderstanding. No one has any reason for concern. We are all escaping—on their terms. We are lucky that there is a way out. We have been given the escape route. There is a way out, but first you must realize that you are in—in imagination. It is the natural unconscious state of man. Meanwhile we have a supernatural state now—divine presence—uncreated light. To say something like that is fantastic, but it is true.

[re: Photo of Peter in the Goethe Room]

Once I had a dream that I was near the end of my role. I went through all the students that I had worked with and I came to Abraham Goldman and his role. Influence C had cornered him there, like Abraham [Lincoln] before him, who was shot in the head. What is interesting is that we are all present here, we are transforming the shock of Peter’s death, and we have a heavenly host of angels above us. Meanwhile, James K., who is playing the piano, once worked on the atomic bomb and we are working on the hydrogen bomb in conscious form—Worlds 6 and 12. It is surreal. The center Peter joined in was New Haven, Connecticut. Apollo is the new haven for the new man. The new man is a conscious man; the old man is unconscious. And we have the new man firmly right here. It is interesting that, when I went to Berkeley, I knew that I was going to a place where my memories were seventy- to seventy-five years old. It is something to work with. But Peter’s death blew that away. Just take the present on its own conscious terms. Do not wish it were something else. Just accept the present on its own simple terms. This is the way out of imagination. We are doing much better than we know. We were doing very well with uncreated light before this shock, doubling our meetings, but, with Peter, Influence C turned up the pressure. Now we are going to do even better. The music James is playing is “When the Saints Come Marching In.” This is us. We are present; we are saints.

Linda Kaplan once received a hardball as a gift from a bank, meaning that Influence C play hardball. Peter’s death was certainly a hardball right between the eyes. It is unusual that we have all been chosen to become angels. It is unbelievable, but it is the truth of the matter. We have all been chosen to become angels, all of us. And the angels who are working with us are here in considerable numbers. Leonardo rarely says anything to me, but a few months ago, he said, “It is harder for me to administer these shocks than for you to transform them.” I could see that this is probably true, but they do what they have to do to put presence on our face. A song by the Mamas and the Papas says, “Each night before you go to bed, my baby, whisper a little prayer for me, my baby, because it’s hard for me, my baby, and the darkest hour is just before the dawn.” It takes a while for the shock to flush through us. It will not be over until after the memorial service. We have so much experience, though. It is awesome how much experience we have. Shakespeare said, “Precious friends hid in death’s dateless night.”
This is love: to fly toward a secret sky,
to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment.
First, to let go of life.
In the end, to take a step without feet;
to regard this world as invisible,
and to disregard what appears to be the self.
Heart, I said, what a gift it has been
to enter this circle of lovers,
to see beyond seeing itself.

Jalaluddin Rumi


Meeting, November 3

We have so much being in this area, but, of course, it is always a penetrating shock. We use it to transform suffering into divine presence. This is the principal reason they gave it to us, to strengthen our astral body. We are in our fifty-third year, our sixth decade, with Influence C, and we have reached the pinnacle of uncreated light. Now this shock helps us to strengthen uncreated light—third eye standing by itself, for itself, of itself.

[re: Photo of Peter, London, 2014]

This is Peter in London in 2014. Nothing wrong occurred; it is the principle of payment. Michael Goodwin, Abraham Goldman, and Peter Morrow were all in the class of 1979. Peter Bishop complete It is curious that Abraham Goldman’s death occurred during a ballet gala. This is déjà vu. Peter’s shock also occurred around a ballet. his role about ten years earlier. He was the center director in New York when Peter Morrow joined the school. Peter loved to fly, as does Paul Harvey, and his death marks the end of flight and of the space age, which are both coming to an end in the next decade. They have run their course. Peter will enjoy the freedom to move throughout the universe. He completed his eighth life. When he completes his ninth life, as Alex Horn did twelve years ago, he can go anywhere in the universe and he will be in his element as an angel.

[Photo of Peter in the Adirondacks]

A license plate says “THKFL1”—thankful to be ascending souls. How rare are ascending souls! We all have prolonged presence now while life does not even know about presence; that is how rare it is. Presence is the rarest substance in the universe. And, of all people, we have it because it is for ordinary people. What a contradiction! The most extraordinary gift in the universe is for ordinary people. Ouspensky said, “Schools are for ordinary people.” This month we have Thanksgiving, a holiday instituted by Lincoln. Rumi said, “Be grateful when something that seems unkind comes from a wise one”—an angel. Ironically, Peter’s death occurred so that he will never die. He had forty years with Influence C, more than Michael Goodwin or Abraham Goldman. That is just the nature of evolution as we experience it. Helaine F., who completed her task [died] last year, said, “We used to say that payment is a principle, but now we can say it is a privilege.” It is a privilege to be associated with angels.

No matter how difficult it can be, it is still the ultimate privilege. As a young teacher, I said, “The present may not always be beautiful, but it is always beautiful to be present.” That is what we have done. We are not wasters of sorrows, to use Rilke’s phrase. Sorrow is too precious to waste. We have no choice but to transform it—to use it or abuse it.

“Why did I not kneel more to receive you, and give myself more loosely unto you. We, wasters of sorrow. How we gaze past them into some drab duration to see if they may not end there.” [Rainer Maria Rilke, Tenth Elegy]

We see our World 12 and World 6 working in us this morning, transforming a brutal shock. We have not thought of wasting it. Rilke said, “Why did I not kneel more to receive you?” At that point in his evolution, he resented, rather than transformed suffering. At this moment, we are firmly fixed in presence, transforming it more than usual into World 6—higher mental. Shakespeare said “To be boy eternal,” but we have uncreated light and World 6 in our sixth decade and counting of working with angels.

“What is greatest in our existence, what makes it precious beyond words, is the modesty to use sorrow so that it penetrates our soul.” [Rainer Maria Rilke]

“What is greatest in our existence, what makes it precious beyond words, is the modesty to use sorrow”—Peter Morrow—“so that it penetrates our soul.” It certainly does penetrate our soul. I said the other day, “You do not know how much you love a person until he dies.” Even so, we are in the business of not dying, and it is working perfectly. A student observed that this is the forty-fourth week of the year and that today is the last day of the forty-fourth week. After Peter’s crash, the emergency vehicles were directed to go to the 44th block, between 43rd and 44th Streets. Then a former student who used to fly with Peter, Peter Ingle—meaning “angel”—came to the scene.

An angel attended Peter; that is why he came. No harm has been done. Their aim is to make the state we have stronger. That is strictly why Influence C did it. It is a brutal shock, but that is the nature of evolution: Trick or Treat, my mother is dead, her name is Shock, it is Halloween. My mother’s shock meant virtually nothing compared to Peter’s death. She had no presence while Peter had a lot of presence. He met an objectively useful death. He received what he needed from this life. And now we are getting what we need from this shock.

The passage from Goethe about the death of his friend will serve us for our whole existence. The Duke of Weimar made Goethe a nobleman. They had a very long friendship of about fifty years. Goethe was hoping that he would die first, but Influence C had the Duke die so that Goethe could transform the suffering. With the death of the Duke of Weimar, Goethe lost his best friend. Then he sent his son on his Italian journey and his son died of alcoholism in Rome. Rembrandt’s wife, his mistress, and his son all died before him. The American writer Harriet Beecher Stowe said, “It is always our treasure that the lightning strikes” because that is how we can make the most being by transforming the suffering. Nothing wrong has occurred. Walt Whitman, who is helping us escape, said of the young men and women that he was working with, “No dallier I—I the muscles of their brains trying.” No dalliers are we—the muscles of our pineal gland trying to actually survive death. It is working very well; we are in our eighth and ninth lives. Peter said eight words to the air traffic controller before he crashed:

“We need to return to the field, sir.” We need to return to the Elysian fields—Paradise. Peter will come back one more time. Influence C already know which role he will play in his ninth life. It is possible that some of you will be recycled back into Apollo. Between Leonardo and me there were about 500 years, between Rembrandt and Gérôme a few hundred, and between Sasha and Goethe, 151 years. So it can happen. The week after I said that some of you will return to this galaxy, some in other galaxies, we saw an advertisement saying “Be ready 4 the next Galaxy.” By transforming shocks like Peter’s death, we are definitely getting ready. We do not know how much time there is between galaxies hosting schools. There may be no time. Perhaps when one is finished, a prehistoric school starts somewhere else. So there actually may be no time. That is a new thought for us. Or there may be an empty space. I think that there may be no time. They have already determined the next galaxy. This is a photo of Peter at age sixteen with his sister and brother. He fulfilled the purpose for which he was born; he received what he came for. He is the taller boy. He had polio when he was young and he walked with a slight limp. He is a young man in conscious form right now. The next essence he takes on will become permanent in his next life. Leonardo rarely speaks with me, but a week or two ago, he said, “It is harder for me to administer these shocks than for you to transform them.” I can imagine that they have to do this kind of work; it is not for us to do it. But we are sitting ducks becoming swans.

Actually, we are sitting swans now! It is very nice that on Friday morning we had a very unhappy moment and that, three meetings later, we are secure in our understanding of how to use this shock. We are not wasters of sorrows. Or, we are not wasters of Morrow’s  sorrow.
Parting is such sweet sorrow That I shall say goodnight till it be morrow.

William Shakespeare


PEARLS OF PRESENCE

Peter Morrow’s death is too precious a shock to waste.

Shocks like Peter Morrow’s death make us a real school.

Nothing wrong has occurred with Peter’s death. It is just a brutal shock for whole school to transform. His soul is fine.

You do not realize how much you love a person until he dies.

Death always catches us off guard.

Influence C use infallible methods to awaken us. There is no harm done.

There is nothing personal about friction; everyone in every age needs it.

We are lucky to have the privilege of paying for this gift.

The transformation of suffering makes everyone an ordinary person.

Rilke wrote about “wasters of sorrow”; however, when we transform suffering, we are masters of sorrow.

Peter’s death is a temporary death. There is no death for us. We are on a deathless quest and we are succeeding.

Death is a temporary detour, where you take an alternate route to the next life.

Death is a wall, and only self-remembering can deal with it.

Nothing sharpens presence more than the death of a friend.

We do not sacrifice presence for anything. We do not give in to self-pity.

Marcus Aurelius said, “Remember, the thing itself has no misfortune at all; to endure it and prevail is great good fortune.”

You have outside help—Influence C—and now you have inside help—your own third eye.

Uncreated light transcends the system.

The Master is the divine presence of uncreated light without the game.

With uncreated light, World 6 and World 12 do not need a protective shield—the nine of hearts. They can handle it themselves.

Rilke said, “Learn to live the question.” We, in Plato’s Ideal State, “learn to live the answer.” That makes the most sense.

Influence C know too much to be fooled by man-machine.

In a sense, I received the gift that no one wanted.

So much happening in the school right now that I feel I do not have time to die.

One can feel simplicity strengthening.

It takes courage to be simple.

This extraordinary gift is for ordinary people.

Each one of us is a fairytale come true.

Everyone is looking for what we have been given.

Everyone needs what we have been given. Why? Because for us everything whispers Be.

It is the nature of the gift to share it.

The highest form of uncreated light is shared collective presence.

We are unware of the enormous amount of help that comes from Influence C.

Even though we have an open connection with Influence C, we are very respectful and we know our limits. For instance, we do not joke about it. Euripides said, “We are men who love right, know limits, and never forget where men end and God begins."

Uncreated light transcends the system.

The Master is the divine presence of uncreated light without the game.

With uncreated light, World 6 and World 12 do not need a protective shield—the nine of hearts. They can handle it themselves.

Rilke said, “Learn to live the question.” We, in Plato’s Ideal State, “learn to live the answer.” That makes the most sense.

Influence C know too much to be fooled by man-machine.

In a sense, I received the gift that no one wanted.

So much happening in the school right now that I feel I do not have time to die.

One can feel simplicity strengthening.

It takes courage to be simple.

This extraordinary gift is for ordinary people.

Each one of us is a fairytale come true.

Everyone is looking for what we have been given.

Everyone needs what we have been given. Why? Because for us everything whispers Be.

It is the nature of the gift to share it.

The highest form of uncreated light is shared collective presence.

We are unware of the enormous amount of help that comes from Influence C.

Even though we have an open connection with Influence C, we are very respectful and we know our limits. For instance, we do not joke about it. Euripides said, “We are men who love right, know limits, and never forget where men end and God begins. [Repeated]

Conscious beings are beacons of conscious light for a benighted humanity.

We cannot turn the clock back, but we can turn it up and escape time.

We have all the gifts that the Absolute can give anyone.

Bahauddin said, “We gather the wealth of love and the mystery of the divine presence.” We gather the wealth of conscious love and have become the mystery of divine presence



A helicopter circling above the scene of the crash took this close-up image of the point of contact, where the white paint of Peter’s plane left an impression on the road. This, the last moment of impact for Peter, shows a bird taking flight, moving upwards, from left to right.



“TO HEAR WITH EYES”
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The Kingdom of the Shades from La Bayadère

Hear “There’s a Kind of Hush” performed by the Carpenters:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8CX83EQA8dc

See the entrance of The Kingdom of the Shades performed by the
Mariinsky:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R-4phC-CctQ&t=166s

POETRY SELECTION
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From “Song of Myself”

This day before dawn I ascended a hill and look’d at the crowded heaven,
And I said to my spirit When we become the enfolders of those orbs,
and the pleasure and knowledge of every thing in them,
shall we be fill’d and satisfied then?
And my spirit said No, we but level that lift to pass and
continue beyond.

Walt Whitman



Peter Morrow's "Villa Pietro" in Oregon House

[ed. - Two remembrances of Peter from the Elysian Society website:]
Marilyn Driver November 9, 2019 at 9:50 am
Dearest Peter,

I feel privileged to call you a dear Friend, from the time we met in 1985 in New York until our last meeting in Apollo earlier this year. You shared so generously all you owned, and my visits to the Adirondacks with Gernot and Guinevere while living in Boston, to flying over the Everglades while I worked in Florida, to your beautiful and beloved Jamaica Inn, each place showed your love for Nature and the natural wonders that were so abundant around you, and that you appreciated so much. Thank you for sharing your beautiful house in Apollo for many dinners and concerts. May it stay within the Fellowship as a constant memory of you, perhaps to continue the concerts and dinners in your memory. For all you were and are, thank you dear Peter. I will miss you, Love Marilyn
Nikolai Zernov November 9, 2019 at 8:50 am
At that rememberable [sic] meeting in St.Petersburg in 2001 when some students starting put bad questions with negative energy Peter Morrow was sitting at the front. After one intimate question there was a pause and Peter started talking as shield protecting his teacher. After little while Robert said thanks to Peter asking to stop.

When Robert began to respond there was a feeling as if the whole audience was embraced by some powerful energy.

After that every time when I was near Peter I feel myself in safety place.

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