A Thumbnail View of the Questioner, Don Elkins

[Steppingfeet]

Carla recently published the fifth article in her "Experiencing Down Time" series, this one about her beloved companion, Don Elkins.

http://www.religionandspirituality.com/v...869917728/

[Questioner]

The more that I learn about Don Elkins, the more amazed I am... and the more I wish I could have met him in person in person.

Unfortunately, the year he died I was only 15. I had come across some books and articles about hypnotic regression to study reincarnation and UFO abductions. It all seemed very far out to me. Close Encounters was just a fantasy story for me to enjoy. I would not learn about the concept of channeling, let alone think of taking channeled messages seriously, for a couple more decades.

Moderators, thank you for helping me consider if my next comments are appropriate... I'm glad it's OK to post these thoughts.

I have a heartbreaking, tragic theory about Don

Reading between the lines, and including comments Carla made in her new blog talk radio posts, I have a theory about what happened to Don at the sudden end of the Ra contact.

I surmise that Don may have reached a conclusion along these lines:

The "negative friend" of psychic greeting wanted to destroy the Ra contact. The purpose of the negative contact was to interfere with or eliminate Ra's further opportunity to increase the positive Harvest. The source of the negative contact was even willing to sacrifice even the potential for an increased negative Harvest. (If Ra's information had continued, Ra's neutrality might have left an opening for negative-path entities to have used this information for their own purposes.)

The negative source was aggressive and relentless in its pursuit. It looked for whatever weak point it could find, in mind, body, or spirit, within any of the three people who together received the Ra contact.

The weakest point in the three mind/body/spirt complexes was Carla's physical health. This was relentlessly attacked.

Don realized that continuing the contact would also continue the attack, which would ultimately kill Carla physically. He also realized that as long as the three of them were all alive, they would all feel compelled to continue to seek the ongoing communication with Ra. Don knew that Carla would willingly give her life in this pursuit, just as Don would have if the physical weakness had been his own.

My theory: Don made a profound moral choice, and said something to the attacker, along the lines of: "Leave her alone; if there must be an attack against this group, let it be against me." And this was done.

Don's physical constitution was stronger than Carla's; and as with her, an attack against his spirit would not have brought him down. The weakest point, where Don's mind/body/spirit complex was subject to attack, was in the emotional aspect of his mind. The hairline crack exploited by the attacker was Don's totally understandable, and quite common, frustration with and despair against the seemingly endless nature of Catalyst here behind the Veil.

This was the tiniest of cracks in the spiritual armor of Don's nature. It's a crack shared by countless spiritual seekers including myself, one that in everyday circumstances would be an inconsequential opportunity for healing through further Catalyst. To point it out is not in any way shortchanging the excellent nature of Don's character, or his unique qualifications for his role in the contact.

For example, I can be one in whom the crack of those negative emotions could be a weak spot. As I'm likely a less self-disciplined and self-aware person than Don, if it was a hairline fracture in his nature, it might be wide enough for a motorcycle plus sidecar worth of negativity to get driven inside my mind.

There is, however, no particular reason for me to be subject to the attack that was made against this chink in Don's armor.

I've not devoted my life to the investigation and publication of profound spiritual knowledge based on primary sources. I'm not a crucial component of one of the most uniquely profound spiritual interactions of modern history. Therefore the negative spiritual forces have no reason to attack me with the focused, relentless targeting they did to Don.

It's hard to imagine, but I'm sure it would have been far more frustrating to get to converse with Ra, to learn of higher densities of existence within light and love, to have Wanderer status personally confirmed, and then have to ponder how difficult and confusing life on earth can be.

And it might have been orders of magnitude more despairing to realize that the fulfillment of Don's mission, to help bring forth this information, would almost certainly lead to the physical death of the woman he loved.

Once Don gave his permission, this crack was then relentlessly attacked by the "negative friend." The attacker was able to drive a wedge in and widen it enough so that these negative emotions were subverted to Don's tragic end.

In his final months, the emotional aspect of his mind was subject to a nonstop barrage of spiritual attacks. These continued until a sad instant when there was just enough of a momentary chance for the temporarily overwhelmed negative emotional center to seize control of Don's physical actions. In this way it could be ultimately subverted, finally used against the continuity of his physical life.

"Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends." John 15:13

[Plenum]

Carla recently published the fifth article in her "Experiencing Down Time" series, this one about her beloved companion, Don Elkins.

http://www.religionandspirituality.com/v...869917728/

if I could REPOST this in FULL, this is a beautiful story.

thanks GLB for the link, and thanks to Carla for the writing.

namaste --

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repost begins:

Carla writes:

Don was born in Louisville, Kentucky, on February 27, 1930. He was the ultimate Pisces – silent, inwardly focused, psychic and mutable as the moon or the ocean. His character was impeccable. He was a man of ultimate integrity His outward persona was that of a soldier and a professor, a researcher and a philosopher. His inner persona was that of a priest, although he was not a religious man.

Let’s take those one at a time. Don learned to fly a small plane in his early teens and hoped to enter the air force, but in the press of the Korean War, and under time constraints, he instead joined the Kentucky National Guard. When his unit was activated, Don was the youngest Master Sergeant in the Army, having been promoted before his twenty-first birthday. His favorite “nom de guerre” stems from his early love of flying: he tended to introduce himself as Phineas T. Pinkham of Flying Aces Magazine.

This rapid promotion in the Army was due to several things - Don’s uncanny ability to quick-draw-shoot a bottle-cap out of the air and make one hole in a target with six shots, his general knowledge of all things to do with weapons and tactics and his miraculous-seeming ability to inspire devotion, loyalty and high morale among his men.

Don and his unit of light artillery passed the war uneventfully in an Army base in Germany and when he was demobilized, he stayed in the Guard for thirteen more years, finally retiring as a Captain. Many of his best and oldest friends were either those made in the military or those who went with him into the Guard. He thought like a military man and he was always heavily defended.

Don had his schooling interrupted during the Korean Conflict, and he returned to Speed Scientific School after his service to finish a master’s degree in Mechanical Engineering. He also obtained a general engineering degree at the Master’s level. He immediately began teaching M.E. and physics classes for the School. He was a professor there for fifteen years. During this time he went to Alaska and founded the M.E. undergraduate program for the University of Alaska at Fairbanks, but he stayed there only a year. He found the weather daunting and when he saw the pristine country town installing parking meters he decided the lower forty-eight looked good to him! His approach to information was always scholarly and scientific.

His career in research began quite early. By his mid-twenties, Don was flying his small plane all over the United States, talking to UFO experiencers like George Adamski and George Hunt Williamson and paranormal researchers like J. B. Rhine.

He learned the techniques of regressive hypnosis so that he could investigate the possibility that reincarnation was the correct solution to the question of personal continuity. He attended countless séances before he found an evidentially convincing medium who was able to manifest ectoplasm.

In the seventies, when I was his assistant, he did a good bit of field research, again in his small plane, flying to remote locations and interviewing witnesses to UFO “close encounters of the third kind” where the UFOs left trace evidence on the ground as well as human witnesses.

With my health problems as his impetus and me as his guinea pig, he also investigated psychic surgery in the Philippines and Mexico in 1975 and 1977-8. No piece of information was too ridiculous for him to consider.

As a philosopher, Don was unique. He did an activity called ‘thinking’ by the hour. He would lie on the couch or in our hammock and draw invisible signs in the air with his long, beautifully shaped index finger. He is the only person I have ever known that devoted time to mentation by preference. And he did it so well! His theories were never half-baked. A wealth of thought went into his every research question.

In 1962 I joined Don’s extraterrestrial communications experiment, one that still goes on at L/L Research each Saturday night between September and May. I resisted learning to channel because it did not interest me. However when he asked me to learn to channel in 1974, twelve years later, I knew that the experiment depended on me, as the original channels had all moved on. He started recording our sessions, and that is how we began the archives of L/L Research’s channeling.

During that twelve years, much happened to me. I married in order to be able to go on the road singing folk songs with my first husband, only to have him give up folk-singing at the critical moment. I was left with a do-nothing husband who would neither work a full time job nor finish his schooling. During the four years of our marriage, I was the breadwinner.

This gem left me seven times in four years, coming back like the proverbial bad penny six times, to my secret disappointment. The seventh time, he and his lover, plus the lover’s husband, went to Canada to avoid getting drafted. I rejoiced, went to Boston, landed a dream job at the Boston Public Library, and began looking for an apartment in Cambridge. He called to ask me to come to Canada as he was out of money and needed me to support him. Promises are serious business for me and marriage is a huge promise. I kept mine, going to Vancouver and finding a job as a research librarian there.

Then I repeated the pattern, excelling at my work and landing a wonderful job as head of the British Columbia Teacher’s Association Special Library. Before I could begin that tasty job, my first husband at long last asked me for a divorce, but only if I agreed to return to Louisville. Again, I did so to satisfy him, delighted at last to be free of this difficult relationship.

And that is where Don entered my life personally. He proposed marriage, but looked very reluctant, so I accepted given that he still wanted to marry when he returned home from flying – in 1965, he began flying professionally for Eastern Air Lines and was often gone for several days.

Don decided he did not wish to marry, but would be happy to be hand-fasted to me, and that is where our relationship rested for sixteen years. We were very happy together and worked together to write fiction, non-fiction and screenplays. Most of all, Don supported my continued attempts to learn to channel ever better, and in 1980, Jim McCarty joined our research team. Three weeks later the Ra Contact began, and the rest is history.

Don may have passed from this mortal life in 1984, but his presence is a constant in my life. He is now part of my guidance system, and I see him every time I tune for a channeling session. He gave Jim and me our marching orders long ago, and we have never even thought of taking another course. We relish pursuing Don’s plan. It provides us with enormous satisfaction to be of service to seekers as we are doing.

Don asked two things of me, back in 1968 when we first became partners personally and professionally. He asked me to make the Confederation information globally available. And he asked me to head a spiritual organization. Thanks to our web guy for the archive site, whose work shines in www.llresearch.org, and to the world-wide web, the first goal has been reached. The second, living the Law of One at L/L Research, is a work in progress.

I have known a great man in my time, one Donald Tully Elkins. Together we were a family, though certainly a different one! I adored that man when he was alive and did what needed doing in order to stay with him over the long haul. Now that he is gone from this world, he is on my shoulder and in my heart. What a satisfaction it was, as I went through the months of slow recovery from spinal fusion, to contemplate our life together, and the good work he left for Jim and me to finish. We are still on the job, Don, and you can count on us!

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repost ends.

Don, your work continues to resonate across time. thanks brother!