Sat Santokh S. Khalsa
Greetings, best wishes, and welcome to my website
Greetings, best wishes, and welcome to my website
Living a life of meaning, purpose, fulfillment, and relevance in these dystopian times
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My Book
There Is a Way – I chose this title for my book, which is currently in a pre-publication format while I am in the process of finding a suitable publisher, because I have found that there is a way out of the worsening world political, environmental, and social justice crises.
The roots of racism, xenophobia, misogyny, hatred and violence are in physical and emotional abuse of children, whether in the home or from out in the world. When children are forced to live in pain and fear, the result is a shutting down of hope and love as possible ways of living in the world, replaced by anger and violence. We all require some stimulation of our emotions to feel alive, and if we cannot have love and compassion, we all too often wind up with fear, anger and hatred. Very often with the fear buried in our subconscious.
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There Is a Way – I chose this title for my book, which is currently in a pre-publication format while I am in the process of finding a suitable publisher, because I have found that there is a way out of the worsening world political, environmental, and social justice crises.
The roots of racism, xenophobia, misogyny, hatred and violence are in physical and emotional abuse of children, whether in the home or from out in the world. When children are forced to live in pain and fear, the result is a shutting down of hope and love as possible ways of living in the world, replaced by anger and violence. We all require some stimulation of our emotions to feel alive, and if we cannot have love and compassion, we all too often wind up with fear, anger and hatred. Very often with the fear buried in our subconscious.
read more >
Who I am
I took up a task, when I was six years old, a Jewish boy in the Bronx, after learning the nature and horror of the Holocaust, and the nature and the horror of how we as human beings could be with one another. A task that was so great that I did not really know the extent of it – but that it was the only thing worth doing with my life.
Twice it became clearer through my father. The first time, when I was 12 in 1951, only six years after the end of World War II, was when he gave me “All Quiet on the Western Front” to read, in which I learned: that all Germans were not Nazi’s, as I had thought – II. That the problem was not the evilness of Nazis, but something greater and deeper.
Then again, some years later, when he gave me “The Last of the Just” - a novel about the Jewish legend that at any given time there are some number of people through whose eyes God would judge the world, by their experience of holding the pain of humanity’s suffering – a kind of Jewish Bodhisattva!
I thought then perhaps that I might be one of those people, but the idea seemed presumptuous and I did my best to set it aside. But then I spent many years listening to that pain, coming to understand the human condition deep in my heart. So, maybe I am, and maybe I’m not. In either case, I did render a judgement, without knowing that I was doing so. The judgement is that all can be forgiven, and that healing is possible.
And now I know that it is my task is to bring that understanding, forgiveness, and healing to humanity to whatever extent may be possible for me.
Amen
I took up a task, when I was six years old, a Jewish boy in the Bronx, after learning the nature and horror of the Holocaust, and the nature and the horror of how we as human beings could be with one another. A task that was so great that I did not really know the extent of it – but that it was the only thing worth doing with my life.
Twice it became clearer through my father. The first time, when I was 12 in 1951, only six years after the end of World War II, was when he gave me “All Quiet on the Western Front” to read, in which I learned: that all Germans were not Nazi’s, as I had thought – II. That the problem was not the evilness of Nazis, but something greater and deeper.
Then again, some years later, when he gave me “The Last of the Just” - a novel about the Jewish legend that at any given time there are some number of people through whose eyes God would judge the world, by their experience of holding the pain of humanity’s suffering – a kind of Jewish Bodhisattva!
I thought then perhaps that I might be one of those people, but the idea seemed presumptuous and I did my best to set it aside. But then I spent many years listening to that pain, coming to understand the human condition deep in my heart. So, maybe I am, and maybe I’m not. In either case, I did render a judgement, without knowing that I was doing so. The judgement is that all can be forgiven, and that healing is possible.
And now I know that it is my task is to bring that understanding, forgiveness, and healing to humanity to whatever extent may be possible for me.
Amen
Personal
During 2020, that now infamous year, on top of having DT for president and the daunting possibility that he might stay in office, and the pandemic upending our lives, along came the bizarre news about Yogi Bhajan, I had been experiencing a variety of serious health issues. I wound up having a stent placed at the beginning of the pandemic, just a few days before everything closed down. Then shortly afterwards, I was diagnosed with CLL Lymphoma and was treated with 4 six-hour infusions every 4 weeks, with a total of 4 sessions, before it was determined that I was in remission. The first four weeks of this was utter hell, I lost 20 pounds in the first six weeks, as I could hardly eat anything, going down to 145 pounds, and my oncologist said that he would have to take me off the treatment protocol as, he said, that I could not afford to lose any more weight. Which was then alleviated by my being guided by a functional medicine doctor to an oncological acupuncturist and an oncological nutritionist. read more >
During 2020, that now infamous year, on top of having DT for president and the daunting possibility that he might stay in office, and the pandemic upending our lives, along came the bizarre news about Yogi Bhajan, I had been experiencing a variety of serious health issues. I wound up having a stent placed at the beginning of the pandemic, just a few days before everything closed down. Then shortly afterwards, I was diagnosed with CLL Lymphoma and was treated with 4 six-hour infusions every 4 weeks, with a total of 4 sessions, before it was determined that I was in remission. The first four weeks of this was utter hell, I lost 20 pounds in the first six weeks, as I could hardly eat anything, going down to 145 pounds, and my oncologist said that he would have to take me off the treatment protocol as, he said, that I could not afford to lose any more weight. Which was then alleviated by my being guided by a functional medicine doctor to an oncological acupuncturist and an oncological nutritionist. read more >
Yogi Bhajan
In the spring of 2020, a book by Yogi Bhajan’s first secretary (Premka), White Bird in a Golden Cage, has been published that cracked open the silence. Waves of horrible abuse stories have been coming forward, and the organizational leadership has committed to hire some kind of independent investigator to bring forth the truth. read more >
In the spring of 2020, a book by Yogi Bhajan’s first secretary (Premka), White Bird in a Golden Cage, has been published that cracked open the silence. Waves of horrible abuse stories have been coming forward, and the organizational leadership has committed to hire some kind of independent investigator to bring forth the truth. read more >
