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Susila Budhi Dharma - Muhammad Subuh Sumohadiwidjojo

This is Bapak's most important and comprehensive statement on the worship of God through the latihan kejiwaan (spiritual exercise) of Subud, and on the meaning and purpose of Subud for the life of mankind on earth. In the holy books it is said that man's journey upwards through the realms of life is not something that a human being can study, research, approach by his own effort and strength. It is something that can be done only by the power of Almighty God. And the only contribution, the only attitude, that a human being can have in this is surrender with acceptance and sincerity towards God's power Something has been told about that journey in Susila Budhi Dharma.

(Bapak, Vancouver, 1981)

ISBN 1 869822 11 0    (1991 edition english tranlation only)
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Susila Budhi Dharma - Muhammad Subuh Sumohadiwidjojo

A newly translated, limited edition( 2001 Individualy Numbered Copies) to celebrate Bapak's centenary

This new volume, which contains over 400 pages, is a large format, hardback book with gold-blocked cover and spine and a full colour dust jacket. A large colour plate of Bapak is included in the preliminary pages. Subud Publications international have produced this individually numbered, limited edition ', run of 2001 copies to celebrate Bapak's Centenary (1901-2001). This is your chance to own a very special edition of one of the greatest spiritual works of our time. Copies would also make wonderful gifts to give to friends, and for , parents to give to children, and grandchildren.

Actual size 205 x 285mm (8.25 x 11.25 inches)

"In the holy books it is said that the way that leads to the completeness of life is not a path that can be made up, explored or planned by human beings - only by Almighty God. Human beings are required only to surrender; to surrender with acceptance and a willingness to let go. If one were to investigate, step by step, realm by realm and journey by journey, it would be impossible to calculate how many hundred million years the journey from this world to heaven would take, the journey to the level we refer to as God. ... Susila Budhi Dharma will give you some idea of that journey."

Muhammad Subuh Sumohadiwidjojo Vancouver, 20July, 1981 81 YVR 4

ISBN 1 869822 74 9    (Centenary numbered limited edition in Javanese with Indonesian and English translations)
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Autobiography of:
Muhammad Subuh Sumohadiwidjojo

ISBN 1 869822 07 2
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The Story of My Life

NEW 400 PAGE - 2001 CENTENARY LARGE FORMAT PAPER-BACK EDITION COMPILED BY LUQMAN MCKINGLEY

Bapak used two terms to describe this book. The name given by Bapak in the manuscript is 'history'. But to his children and grandchildren as well as to Subud members, Bapak used the term 'autobiography'. This is Bapak's brief, essential account of 'the history of my journey in developing the latihan kejiwaan of Subud.'

Bapak's manuscript was completed on June 22nd, 1980. He died on June 23rd, 1987. Bapak always said that this history would only be published after he died. Before his death, Bapak only showed the manuscript to a few people, just to satisfy their curiosity.

The original, small, paper-back edition from which the text of this edition is taken, was published on the thousandth day after Bapak's death.

This Centenary edition incorporates the same English text and contains over 800 photographs to help capture moments and scenes from Bapak's life. Some of these photographs have never been seen publicly before.

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The Meaning of Subud - Muhammad Subuh Sumohadiwidjojo

The essence of Subud is conveyed in four concise, lucid talks by its founder. He shows how the latihan kejiwaan (spiritual exercise) of Subud is in accordance with the great religious traditions of mankind yet also in conformity with the special conditions of our present era; then how the the soul or inner content of a person falls almost inevitably into a sub-human condition, and how the latihan works to restore its true humanity. His final talk, giving practical advice, even conveys to the reader who has not experienced it some idea of what it is like to do the Subud latihan.

ISBN 1 869822 12 9
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The Man from the East - Istimah Week

A memoir of Pak Subuh - the original source of the Subud spiritual exercise, the latihan, with extracts from his talks and explanations. The author, a Chilean, who knew Pak Subuh from 1959 to his death in 1987, describes her own experiences as a Catholic who, with her family, lived in Java with Pak Subuh and travelled with him, at times as his interpreter into Spanish. It is an intimate account of the difficulties, surprises and joys of the author's own spiritual development. The personal story of a process of purification, growth of consciousness, and an increasing awareness of inner guidance, that will be of great interest to all followers of the spiritual path.

A Special Assignment - A Subud trilogy by Varindra Tarzie Vittachi

A note on the author:

Varindra Tarzie Vittachi (formerly Deputy Director of the United Nations Children's Fund - UNICEF). He also wrote books on Asian themes:
Emergency 58 , The Brown Sahib, The Brown Sahib Revisited and The Fall Of Sukarno. There was one more book to come, though posthumously.

His final concern was with the millions upon millions of the world's children who are the victims of the world situation. Why, why do they have to suffer as they do? It was part of his ultimate quarrel with God, and he never found an answer. Between the Guns tells a mainly UNICEF story of how over several years warring bodies ceased hostilities to save the children on both sides.

His daughter once asked his advice when about to speak to a conference for young people. Teach them to say No, he said. Not a miserly No, but the life-affirming No of those who hate bullies and petty rules. Never grovel because people are famous or powerful. Read tyrants as though you were a detective and learn to say No. It's not global warming that will destroy us, it's gullibility.

He died on September 17th 1993 of inoperable liver cancer in his daughter's home at Chinnor near Oxford. A headline in The Guardian called him a Genius of Communication and Nobility.

A good part of what he tried to communicate can be found in the pages of A Special Assignment.

A Reporter in Subud - by Varindra Tarzie Vittachi

This unique quartet is one of the best books ever written about the Subud experience - full of amusing stories, anecdotes, wisdom and the valuable lessons Varindra learned from Bapak Muhammad Subuh and through the Subud latihan.

The sheer quality of the story-telling and the author's reflections about our age and the meaning of life, makes this an ideal book for anyone interested in Subud.

Authorbio:

Varindra 'Tarzie' Vittachi was for most of his working life a hardbitten news reporter who gained a world reputation for his fearless campaigning against injustice, and his championing of issues of world poverty and its ecological consequences. He was deeply concerned with the need for change at all levels in human life: political, economic, social and, in particular, spiritual.

He was born in 1921 into a Buddhist family in a village near Colombo, Sri Lanka. His natural curiosity, courage and scepticism, combined with a scintillating pen, led him into journalism in 1947. Six years later he was winning renown as the feared and fearless editor of the Ceylon Observer, exposing injustice and pomposity. His anti-racist stance during the bloody nots of 1958 led to threats on his life and he escaped into exile.

With close colleagues he started the Press Association of Asia, invented 'development journalism' and edited his own world-class newpaper in Hong Kong, helping to bring about a post-colonial Asian consciousness. He was invited to join the UN in 1972 and rose in Unicef to become Assistant Secretary General.

With his great communication skills and his passionate wish to help the poor of the world he was a prime exponent of 'social advocacy', which changed Unicef into a fully-fledged welfare and development agency. With a vastly increased budget it soon had the highest profile of any UN body.

He was a man who spoke to and for millions. His style was irreverent, witty and inspirational. He was a great teller of stories and made people laugh. He worked tirelessly to better the condition of the poor and the oppressed, and for new values in global affairs. He was for 30 years the chairman of the World Subud Association.

Directly and indirectly he touched and changed innumerable lives. At the end of his life he said, in typically earthy language, that he believed he had 'left behind some fruitful droppings.'

After his death in 1993, The Guardian called Varindra a 'Genius of Communication and Nobility'. A good part of what he tried to communicate can be found in this book.

Book Contents:

Preface
Book 1 - A Reporter in Subud
Book 2 - Assignment Subud
Book 3 - A Memoir of Subud
Book 4 - Fruitful Droppings
A Life in Brief
Subud

Excerpt from A Reporter in Subud, Chapter 1

Meeting in London

THE tension in my country was palpable. It was May 1957 and the two major races in Ceylon, the Sinhalese and the Tamils, were preparing for internecine brutality. As a Sinhalese and Buddhist - by far the numerically dominant community in the island - I found I was expected to go along with "my people" and condone the suppression of the minority Tamils, Hindus and Christians - by sheer force of numbers. But I was incapable of feeling racial or religious superiority - and most certainly not on numerical grounds.

When the conflict began to grow I discovered that many of my closest friends were Tamils, Hindus and Christians and that, like my parents and my wife, I had never been conscious of these distinctions in our relationship with them. The question had never arisen at all. It was quite obvious to people who thought like I did that the rift was the work of a few unscrupulous politicians who had not hesitated at the prospect of wading to power through the blood of the minority peoples.

I had been trying through my newspaper to waken the conscience of the leaders of both sides to a realization of the disaster that would surely befall our country if they continued in their efforts to fan the highly dangerous and unquenchable flames of racialism and religious fanaticism. The more conscientious of my fellow editors on the other newspapers, too, were working very hard to stop the holocaust that was coming. But we were preaching to the converted. Our newspapers never reached the kind of people who are easily moved by this sort of madness, and the power maniacs who were creating the trouble thought we were blind or "anti-national" - a new Asian phrase which connotes refusal to swim with the rising tide.

The Tamils in the North were planning a satyagraha - in the form of a "non-violent" march on Trincomalee where they were to demonstrate the unity of the Tamil people behind their cause. The All-Sinhalese Government was preparing counter-measures in the South.

A few friends and I had been following a system of self study which had helped us very much to keep a watch on our own motivations and actions in our daily lives. These studies had enabled me to see very clearly the motivations of the politicians who were doing the damage and also many of my own weaknesses and prejudices. But I had reached an impasse. Professionally, my efforts to change people's hearts were ineffectual and, spiritually, my efforts to change myself were not much more successful.

In our small study group some of us had developed a technique of being spectators of our own actions. For instance this Spectator would sometimes break in on my conversation with someone like the managing director of my newspaper and remark, "Vittachi … so this is the editor who always stands up to the Boss, hmm? Just listen to that ingratiating tone of your voice as you speak with him."

Or it would remark wryly, "Vittachi, did you notice how your attitude changed when you realized that the person at the other end of the telephone was a woman?"

But this Spectator, sharp as he was, always seemed to appear a fraction of a moment too late to do anything about it. It observed, but had no power to make any substantial difference to the way Vittachi thought and acted. We worked very hard at this self study: three nights a week and all our Sundays were devoted to this exercise. But we had all come to feel a sense of despair and futility. We had always been told by our teachers that help would come, but there were no signs of it for five years. We were going on like a man standing on a plank and trying to lift it. The only way in which this feat could be achieved was if a hand was offered from above. Then we could lift the plank, ourselves and all. But what hand? Who would give us this helping hand? How long, how long to wait?

One morning I was hard at it, trying to write a telling editorial appealing directly to the Tamil leaders to stop their march on Trincomalee and agree to a round-table conference at which an effort could be made to resolve their differences with the government. Suddenly, halfway through, I felt all my strength and purpose drain out of me. It was replaced by a single thought - I must get away from Ceylon for a few weeks. I felt I could not stand the tension around me any longer.

I pushed my typewriter away and walked to the managing director's room and heard myself announcing loud and rather desperately: "I'm getting the hell out of here."

ISBN 1869822803
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