3/26/75 [
1776]'s letter to HLC:
Re: 1776-1 January 1, 1939
Dear Hugh Lynn:
Thirty-six plus years later, I've given some thoughtful
consideration to the reading. Thought you might be
interested.
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Par.
2 '39 WAS a year of changes, or the beginning of changes, as
you can imagine for a young naval officer as the Navy
prepared for war.
'30-'31 - there were turmoils of a personal nature.
'28 - "fearful of self" - probably; I entered the Academy
that June. Scares anybody.
The Atlantean part - strange, but almost inadvertently I have
been able to make bits and pieces of "the world" somewhat a
better place for some, particularly in the last eight years
for the elderly in part of Connecticut, for example. This
happened not by design, but always seemingly by chance, or
through inspiration. In the last case, however, it happened
on direct orders from God. It's a long story.
6 Yes - again, by some Divine design that often looked like
pure coincidence, or chance.
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1 Yes, and some very strange disappointments and some warping
at crucial periods.
2 Yes; I've always been rescued in the nick of time by what
can only be seen as Divine intervention, once even from sure
and certain death. There are some fascinating stories in
there.
3 Spiritual activities and the use of spiritual things - yes
indeed. But I can't claim to have used all I was given.
5 Mental influence on the many - yes, considerable, when
conditions were right for it.
8 " - what do ye purpose to do?" - you know, I've never had
any clear idea. There is a thought drifting around that
every seven reincarnations you come aboard with a purpose
only to be in certain places at certain times to meet certain
people under certain circumstances to say or do certain
things according to God's will, to change the course of
events for those other people. I don't know where this
thought came from; but if there were any truth in it, it
corresponds to the kind of life I've led, and it has happened
too many times to be attributable to chance alone.
9 Amen!
10 Yes, but as a young, professional naval officer with his
undeveloped mind focussed on other things, I was in no
position to be able to fathom what it was your father was
talking about. It is strange, however, that after intervals
of years, during which I'd have no spiritual experiences at
all, some twist of fate would come along and re-awaken my
interest in the subject, sometimes in laughably round-about
ways.
The astrological paragraphs:
Mars at birth was at 0 degrees Scorpio - abstract? - with
Jupiter conjoined at 29 degrees Libra, both opposed by Saturn
at 2 degrees Taurus retrograde. Mercury was conjunct Venus
(8 degrees and 9 degrees Scorpio within orb of a conjunction
to natal Sun at 13 degrees. This combination, particularly
the first two, were squared by Neptune and Uranus in
opposition from the last decans of Cancer and Capricorn
respectively, trine only by Pluto in 27 degrees Gemini.
Saturn has been the timer of my life. Everything important
seems to have happened to me at intervals averaging 7.08
years, I've recently calculated.
For example, I took on the job of building up a project, from
the ground up, to serve the elderly in one small city in the
middle of Connecticut, on August 7th, 1967, thinking to stay
perhaps a year or two. I left 7 years later, July 31st 1974.
(Incidentally, 0 degrees Scorpio certainly seems a focal
point in the chart, and some years later, checking back, I
found that at the date and hour we opened our first
headquarters, on September, 0 degrees Scorpio was rising.)
Saturn timing carries back through the years, through many
ups and downs, as will be seen later on.
I have had a vague interest in astrology for many years, but
through curiosity. I really can't be said to know beans
about it, but there has to be something in there somewhere.
Unfortunately, I don't know the hour of birth and horoscopes
erected for twelve noon simply haven't ever checked out; so -
perhaps fortuitously - I've been deterred from going further.
I like mathematics (I'm still a navigator) and the heavenly
bodies have always fascinated me, but I quite understand your
father's attitudes in the matter.
But it is interesting that Saturn has apparently played his
hour-glass role so strongly. Incidentally, I've tried the
7-year cycle on friends, and they must be all running on
other cycles: no correspondence. Perhaps that's why they're
friends.
4 This is strangely true, and again without seeming direction
from the conscious mind. Just this last week there arose the
urge to help a very fine man in the very abyss of despair,
and this intervention seems to have changed things for the
better for him, to have marked a turning point. This kind of
thing has happened many, many times, as recently as Monday
and Tuesday with two young painters we'd hired to decorate a
couple of rooms. Very strange indeed.
6 Yes.
7 Music - yes. I've been able to make a lot of people happy
through music, some of it mine. I've formed orchestras,
played piano and other instruments for years (the piano since
age 7). I've composed both music and lyrics, albeit as an
amateur. Some of it was not all that bad, particularly the
lyrics.
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Saturn's influence again; very sudden and definite changes on
some (but not all) of the 7-year quarterings of Saturn.
Others marked gradual turning points.
And "Losing it's perspective oft" - right on!
1 Rashness - yes and no. Certainly this was partially true
as we prepared for and fought World War II. This has swung
the other way as the years have gone by and spirituality
increased. Seen in one way, it would have to be seen as
timidity now, as shrinking from direct confrontation with
troublesome people and situations.
2 '40, '41 and '42 - certainly active Venusian years, on top
mentally and shot in the rear with luck, innovating all over
the place, and within the confines of a supposedly rigid
military system. These years began my most successful
period, professionally, although they didn't do me any good
with my seniors, whose feathers it was necessary to ruffle.
But those were ruffle years, weren't they?
3 " - and all the joys, etc - ". Yes. Sorry not to have
made the most of the opportunities, as we all are, I suppose.
I wrote some "martial music" in those years and in the later
years of the war, an entire musical comedy.
But, on reflection, I've never been tempted to be a "prince
in those palaces of the unjust and wicked". As a matter of
fact, the question has never arisen. Nobody asked me.
As a matter of fact also, nobody ever asked me to be a
"doorkeeper in the house of God"; but I seem to have done
what I could whenever the occasion arose.
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All these lovely Qualities I've wooed, excepting only
Patience, with whom I've never had any luck. Lately,
however, I've been sending her roses every day.
2 This all seems familiar. I wonder, however, at the
identity of this William Cowper, of whom there seems no
record in Colonial America.
6 Xensonia: the characteristics seem to carry over. A
strong analytical bent, plus an analogical talent, has made
long-range and conceptual planning a particularly strong
point, leading to many innovations all along the way, most of
them initiated by creative inspiration for which I can claim
not much credit.
The rest is also right on. I mentioned the wartime musical
comedy: it was set in the South Seas Isles!
Pride goeth before the fall - yes, indeed.
The Atlantean paragraphs:-
3 Yes.
5 Yes, particularly in the recent experience with the elderly
project. I started and for four years produced a weekly
radio program for the elderly in three areas of the State, in
which there was much emphasis on harmonious music and
philosophy, most of which I wrote and read. I also had a
separate monthly column along the same lines. All perhaps
small-time stuff, but it did its job.
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Q-A-1 This seems to be a miss. I've always been fated, seems
if, to be working always at something else; writing has
almost always been a part of that something else, and
sometimes music has been, but it has been peripheral and not
for pay, with only one exception.
Q-A-3 I married (none of these) in 1945, BEFORE leaving the
Navy (in 1948). Seven years later it began to go sour.
Seven years after that, we were divorced. Some fun.
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I'm still trying.
Best to all, and particularly to Gladys.
As ever, [
1776]
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