CHANNELING:
Extrasensory Deception?
"If the
guides were not guides after all, who were they?"
-Hungry Ghosts by Joe Fisher, p. 202
Seth,
Ramtha, Lazaris, Ashtar, Mashiyach - the vaguely Biblical-sounding names have
the ring of "prophet" to them. Indeed, for millions the world over,
these and other garrulous "channeled entities" are prophets
who enjoy a command of mass‑media access that would have left the
sandal-shod Old Testament visionaries tongue-tied with astonishment. Alexander Blair‑Ewart, publisher and
editor of the Toronto esoteric magazine Dimensions, notes a bit ruefully
that "in sensationalist fashion, journalists and cameramen zoomed in on
crystals, channeling and a confused and over-excited Hollywood actress" as
the the burgeoning New Age movement's instant celebrities.
Channeling
is defined by Arther Hastings of the California Institute of Transpersonal
Philosophy as "the process in which a person transmits messages from a
presumed discarnate source external to his or her consciousness." The most widely researched kind of
channeling phenomena is communication with the dead, which, as eerie as it may
sound, seems to be on the increase. The
University of Chicago's National Opinion Research Council recently found that
42 percent of American adults believe they have made contact with the spirit of
a departed individual. Of these, 78 percent said they saw, 50 percent heard and
18 percent talked with the deceased.
Thirty percent of Americans who say they don't even believe in life
after death still claim to have had contact with someone who has died. It is the surfeit, not the rarity, of
channeling that puzzles investigators.
Acolytes
of the New Age hail channeled entities to be "highly evolved beings",
"spirit guides for all mankind", "angels",
"devas" or even "God."
There are precious few suggestions that they might be demonic. Since cameras and microphones won't penetrate
the veil of oblivion that separates us from them, all we get to see are the
subjects through whom the entities speak -housewives, schoolteachers,
insurance salesmen and similarly quite ordinary people.
Channeling
is a little different from mediumship.
Mediums are experienced clairvoyants who "fish" for discarnate
entities. Channelers are initially psychic greenhorns who, unwittingly or
even unwillingly, are taken over by the entities. The first contact can be most disconcerting. In 1963, thirty-four-year-old Jane Roberts of
Elmira, New York, was suddenly overwhelmed by what she called a "fantastic
avalanche of radical new ideas burnt into my head with tremendous force, as if
my skull were some sort of receiving station turned up to unbearable
volume." The entity in this case
was Seth, who turned out to be a prime catalyst of the emerging New Age. From the early 1970s until her death in 1984,
Mrs. Roberts channeled a series of bestselling "Seth Books" that
blazed the way to public acceptance of what in an earlier period would have
been condemned as necromancy.
Even
more shivery-quivery is the Australian channeler Shirley Bray's description of
how a group of entities called "the Nine" contacted her: "I
felt as if thin wires, like acupuncture needles, were being inserted into the
base of my skull. It was uncomfortable
so I stirred, moving my head from side to side.
A voice firmly but gently said, 'be still, it will not be long.'"
But
once the channeler overcomes the shock of such close encounters of the first
kind, the relationship may prove to be profitable beyond his or her wildest
dreams. Jach Pursel, who admits that he
was frightened to tears the first time he channeled Lazaris, now runs a
highly successful corporation called Concept: Synergy that markets
Lazaris audio- and videotapes to 500 metaphysical bookstores worldwide. The erstwhile ordinary housewife J.Z. Knight
takes in more than two hundred thousand dollars per weekend for a channeling
seminar featuring her guide Ramtha; she says he's earned her millions of
dollars.
A
glance at the teachings of the discarnate entities reveals an intriguing
pattern. Here's a sample from Mashiyach
(pronounced Moor-shark), channeled by Shirley Bray: "He who would find
power must know that he extends from balance in Me, that I am he. He and thee and Me are ONE in light ... Create
ye a world within the knowing of Me within you.
Look upon your creation and know it is the sum total of your
thinking. Thinking is creating. Man has
created his world." From a Krsna
conscious standpoint, this is called Mayavadi philosophy. Mayavada means "doctrine of illusion"
- indeed, there's a chapter in Ms. Bray's book (A Guide for the Spiritual
Traveller) that's entitled, "Life is Just an Illusion."
When
psychology professor Jon Klimo recounts the themes commonly expounded by
channeled entities, he's giving us nothing more than a breakdown of the main
tenets of Mayavadi philosophy, to wit: we all have a higher self, which is
ultimately One Self (called "All-That-Is" or "The Universal
Mind); this One Self is an impersonal, absolute God, perceivable only as light
and achieved only through silent contemplation; the material world is an
illusion, merely the dream of this God, and until we realize we are God, we are
subject to that dream of our separate individual existences in the cycle of
birth and death. [See Chapter Four of Klimo's Channeling: Investigations on
Receiving Information from Paranormal Sources, 1988]
We'll
return to these philosophical issues a little later on. Its clear that the entities have an agenda
and, uncorporeal though they may be, they have the means to fulfill it. But who are they? That's what a British-born investigative
journalist named Joe Fisher wanted to find out - because, while gathering
material in Toronto for a book on channeling, he fell in love with a channeled
entity named Filipa.
Fisher,
who's written two bestselling books (The Case for Reincarnation and Life
Between Life), met Filipa in Toronto in the summer of 1984 through a
channeler he calls Aviva in his latest book, Hungry Ghosts. Aviva, an avowed Marxist, was forced to
suspend her unbelief in the supernatural after she was taken over by an entity
calling himself Russell Parnick while being treated by hypnotherapy for myelocytic
leukemia. The more she allowed Russell
to use her body as a channel, the more her disease gradually subsided. As word got around Toronto's esoteric scene,
Aviva's regular seances attracted followers, among them Joe Fisher.
There
was no doubt in the minds of those in attendance that something very
extraordinary happened to Aviva each time she was put into trance by her
hypnotist. As Fisher describes it,
"her voice was barely recognizable.
Gone was the high-pitched jocularity ... Her enunciation was now
unequivocally masculine; the English accent was unmistakable. This was an entirely different Aviva,
strangely assertive and uncompromising.
This was a voice which claimed to belong to Aviva's guide [Russell] , a
discarnate individual who had lived as a sheep farmer in Yorkshire during the
last century." Russell in turn
introduced other entities: Hanni, Willian, Mi-Lao, Sebotwan, Ernest, Sonji,
Tuktu, Kinggalaa - and Filipa Gavrilos.
They became the guides for the regulars attending the seances.
Through
Aviva, Filipa spoke to Fisher with "Greek inflection lending charm to
broken English. Her delivery was
subdued, pensive and poignantly tender ... Whatever the quality of her speech,
Filipa always spoke to me like a lover for whom the fire still
smouldered."
Filipa
told Joe that they'd indeed been lovers in the 1700's, when they lived in
Theros, a Greek village "five day's walk from the Black Sea." He had been Andreas Cherniak, a militiaman
born of a Greek mother and a Slavic father.
She was a small, fair-skinned, black-haired Mediterranean beauty. But their affair ended tragically when the
village elders disapproved. Andreas/Joe
was judged by the priest and banished from Theros. After her death at age fifty-three, Filipa's
astral self withdrew into the non-physical plane of existence (called bardo
by the Tibetans: bar - "in between lives", do -
"island"). Joe was now in his
fourth life cycle since Andreas.
Joe
found Filipa's chronicle appealingly plausible. "Sitting on the floor of
Aviva's living room, I found myself breathing the air of a bygone era, roaming
parched valleys and ancient crypts. I
imagined Filipa's dark eyes and long black tresses." Ten years before, he'd written his first
novel on the Greek island of Siphnos and had been quickly captivated by the
land and its culture. He had a natural
fondness for small, dark‑haired women.
As a boy, he'd felt a strange fascination for the name Philippa. Now he knew why.
Joe
longed to establish "guide contact" (direct mind-to-mind
communication) with Filipa. To this end
he took up daily meditation, never completely linking up to Filipa but coming
tantalizingly close. Once he had the
insight of a dusty pathway winding to a stand of tall, spindly trees in the
distance. Through Aviva, Filipa excitedly proclaimed that this was where they
used to meet as lovers. Sometimes he'd
get a loud buzzing in his ears. He'd
then feel Filipa's presence strongly, and "a strange sense of contentment
and reconciliation and a suspension of worldly anxiety" would settle
around him for as long as the buzzing lasted.
In March, 1985, he had the fleeting vision of a young woman walking
towards him wearing a long white garment.
He knew this to be Filipa, and wept out of joy and sadness, loss and
anguish. "My terrestrial love life
was doomed," Fisher writes. "No woman of flesh and blood could hope
to emulate Filipa's love and concern."
Joe
became obsessed by his impossible love.
"If Filipa could have assumed a physical body, I'm sure I would
have married her. But she was only a
voice, a voice that resonated with more love, compassion and perspicacity than
I had ever known. Within the space of a
few months, she had demonstrated an acute awareness of my feelings and
foibles, she know the people in my life and their effect upon me, and she was
even able to relate specific circumstances in which I had found myself,
situations unknown to Aviva or anyone who attended" the seances. "'I can see energies,' is how she
explained her ability to know me inside out.
'I can see in your mind. If you
make in your mind, I can see.'"
The
more Joe Fisher loved Filipa, the more he hungered for tangible proof of her
existence. Proof that Filipa was really
who she said she was would further lend force to the book he was preparing to
write. And proof would require a journey
to Theros, the mountain village in the parched mountains of northeastern
Greece, to find evidence of her earthly sojourn.
Not
only did Fisher set out to unearth Filipa's past life, he wanted to verify the
last incarnations of Englishmen Russell Parnick, William "Harry"
Maddox and William Alfred "Ernest" Scott. Two, Harry and Ernest, said that they'd died
in this century, Harry in WWI and Ernest in WWII. These claims could be easily cross-checked by
a look at British military records. Russell, Aviva's guide, had given ample
dates and placenames from his life in the Yorkshire Dales for Joe to trace.
But
as Joe Fisher would find out after two trips to Europe, the four entities had
been clearly and deliberately lying from the start, though they'd managed to
string him along by clever use of half-truths, ambiguity and obfuscation. Filipa's lies turned out to be the most
blatant and most crushing for Joe personally.
She'd repeatedly claimed to have journeyed by foot from Theros to
Alexandroupoli. But Alexandropouli,
which Fisher presumed to be an ancient site of Alexander the Great, turned out
to have been founded only in 1920. It
got its name from King Alexandros, who visited it in 1919. For a seventy-year period before that, it was
known as Dedegats, a settlement of Turkish merchants; prior to 1850, the place
had no history at all. Thus Filipa,
deceased in 1771, remembered a city that was not then built. She called it by a name that she could not
have known and told of ships in a harbor she could not have seen. A professor of Greek language found many
other discrepancies in her memories of life in eighteenth-century
Greece. There was no trace of a town
called Theros. And no Greek could
understand Filipa's tape‑recorded utterances of her putative native
tongue.
"Their
knowledge is impressive," writes Fisher of these four and other channeled
entities he investigated, "their insight remarkable, their charismatic
hold on their followers undeniable. Moreover, the voices' ostensible link to a
higher and greater state of being seems to place them above suspicion in the
minds of those who prize their counsel.
Yet surely it is important -essential, even - to establish, if possible,
the nature of the beast that is shuffling through the pipeline created by the
trance state. Who are these entities really?
"The
answer to that question is as unwelcome as it is unavoidable ... the evidence
left me in little doubt that earthbound spirits or 'hungry ghosts' have wormed
their way into that juicy apple of spiritual regeneration known as The New
Age."
But
is it logical to suspect all channeled entities because of the mischief
of a few? Can't we hope that there are
some genuine guides out in the ether somewhere?
Joe
Fisher tried to keep this hope alive even after being cheated by Filipa. He visited renowned channeler George Chapman
at his home in the Welsh village of Trer-Ddol.
Chapman's special distinction is that his guide, Dr. William Lang, has
been authenticated beyond reasonable doubt as the spirit of a distinguished
Middlesex opthalmologist who died in 1937.
Despite their initial disbelief, surviving members of the good doctor's
family have testified that the entity speaking through the entranced George
Chapman can be none other than Dr. Lang himself. Medical professionals have confirmed the
entity's thorough familiarity with the diagnosis and treatment of eye diseases
- even as they watched, Lang through
Chapman has healed hundreds of patients.
But
Fisher came away from his session with Dr. Lang unsatisfied. "...I felt much the same in the company
of the charming and deferential Dr. Lang as I did while conversing with the
spirits whose claims remained unsubstantiated.
I couldn't put my finger on it, but something was wrong. While seeming to cooperate fully, Dr. Lang
was fudging. He told me nothing new,
nothing incisive. And when I raised the
question of charlatan spirits who crave physical sensation, the discarnate surgeon
avoided the topic completely ... Comparing him with other, blatantly suspect
entities, I was haunted by one of Lt. Col. Arthur Powell's observations in The
Astral Body. He wrote that it was
impossible to distinguish truth from falsehood in communications from the next
world 'since the resources of the astral plane can be used to delude persons on
the physical plane to such an extent that no reliance can be placed even on
what seems the most convincing proof.'"
"Hungry
ghost," the term Fisher uses for the entities who speak through
channelers, is a translation of the Sanskrit word preta. According to the Preta Kanda section
of the Garuda Purana, an ancient book of Vedic wisdom, a preta is a
human being deprived of a gross physical body because of sinfulness. His soul is trapped, earthbound, within the
subtle body (composed of mind, intelligence and ahankara or false sense of
identity). Like any ordinary human, the preta's mind is agitated by the urges
of lust, but he lacks physical senses with which to satisfy his desires.
Milton,
in Comus, captures the pathos of "shadows" (ghosts) clinging
to this world even past the point of death.
Such are those thick and gloomy shadows damp
Oft seen in charnel vaults and sepulchres,
Lingering, and sitting by a new-made grave
As loath to leave the body it lov'd,
And linked itself by carnal sensuality
To a degenerate and degraded state.
Having
no bodies of their own, pretas hunger (hence their name) for vicarious
pleasures through the bodies of humans, much like decrepit lechers who seek
gratification through pornographic movies.
Hungry ghosts seem benign because they are genuinely attentive to
the physical health of their subjects - witness Aviva's remarkable turnaround
in her fight with cancer when Russell arrived.
But as Joe Fisher states, "Their eagerness to communicate, their
concern for the medium's health and strength, their preoccupation with life
after death and reincarnation and the occasional admission that they missed the
pleasures of incarnate life, all suggested humans who no longer had physical
bodies yet longed to live and breathe once more." Seth, who called himself an "energy
essence personality," sometimes requested his host Jane Roberts to drink
beer or wine for his gratification. Joe
Fisher tells of two entities who seemed to want sex through their
subjects. He recalls the mental exhaustion,
emotional turmoil and muddled thinking that plagued him during his time with
Filipa - symptoms hinting of psychic vampirism.
The
Garuda Purana states that in cases of preta-possession (pretadosa),
"mysterious events do often occur ... many are the signs of
ghosts." Dr. John Nevius, who
studied possession extensively in China during the last century, wrote,
"The most striking characteristic ... is that the subject evidences
another personality, and the normal personality for the time being is
partially or wholly dormant. The new
personality presents traits of character utterly different from those which
really belong to the subject in his normal state ... Many persons while 'demon‑possessed'
give evidence of knowledge which cannot be accounted for in ordinary ways ...
They sometimes converse in foreign languages of which in their normal states
they are entirely ignorant." And
Emanuel Swedenborg, the famous eighteenth century clairvoyant, warned:
"When spirits begin to speak with man, he must beware lest he believe in
anything; for they say almost anything; things are fabricated of them, and they
lie..."
Pretas
hover in homes where Vedic principles are not observed and haunt persons who
are unclean and unregulated. By these
standards, practically the whole population of the western world is open to
pretadosa, New Agers included. And what
better way is there for a hungry ghost to seduce starry-eyed New Agers than
with pap "we're all one" philosophy?
Joe Fisher takes point-blank aim at the whole fraud. "When all is said and done, there is no
shortcut to Nirvana. But in this narcissistic
age of instant gratification and swift solution, the great deception of channelling
is that we may glide effortlessly back to the Godhead. All we have is pay our money, take our seats
and dream on as loving discarnates lead us to enlightenment. Why, the Big E. is just around the corner and
anyway - didn't you know? - we are God."
Many
bogus gurus have succeeded in the West the same way. In fact, in the late
1970's a world-famous Mayavadi yoga society was almost shaken apart when a
Sanksrit-quoting preta that claimed to be the group's deceased founder began
speaking through a senior staff member.
Though at last exposed, the spook held sway over fifty people who
deserted the organization rather than give up their belief that the great yogi
had returned to them.
The
way Back to Godhead is not the way of pretadosa. Krsna declares in Bhagavad-gita,
bhutani yanti bhutejya: "those who worship ghosts and spirits will take
birth among such beings." By the chanting of the holy name of Krsna, the
evil influence of ghosts and sinful life is destroyed immediately
(bhutebhyo'mhobhya eva ca sarvany etani bhagavan-nama-rupanukirtanat prayantu
sanksayam sadyo, from Srimad-Bhagavatam 6.8.27-28). But as Srila Prabhupada used to say,
"This world is a place of cheaters and cheated." People's spiritual aspirations are channeled
by their stubborn resistance to the holy name of Krsna into the most
inauspicous realms of consciousness.
Their welcoming of hungry ghosts as spiritual guides is indicitive of
their desperate devotion to lowly habits and fallacious ideas.
The
desire to understanding the real self beyond the body and to link our
consciousness with the Supreme is an exalted aspiration, indeed the only goal
of human existence. But successful
completion of this goal requires that we be purified of lust, which impels us
to the sinful activities of meat-eating, illcit sex, intoxication and gambling
- activities that according to the Garuda Purana are very attractive to
ghosts. Purification need not be
troublesome, however. Krsna is the
Supreme Pure, our dearmost friend and indwelling guide, and He has made Himself
available to the fallen souls of this dark age of Kali-yuga by the simple process
of hari-nama, His holy name. We
should obtain the holy name only from those devotees whose attentive hearing
and chanting of transcendental sound has carried them beyond the grip of
material desire.
For
all their seductive cant, the hungry ghosts and bogus gurus are dead
wrong. We are not God, and our
individual existence is not a figment of cosmic imagination. Life is not an illusion. There is a purpose to everything, and it is
realized when we recover our eternal link to the Supreme Person and His pure
devotees.