This Foreword was written on May 19th … 2005… being the 44th Anniversary of my singular Blessing… to be chosen… by my Heavenly Father… when I was 31 for a Glorious Spiritual Rebirth… into the Wondrous Miracle of SUBUD… to Whom this loving… and worshipping daughter of His… is forever… and eternally grateful

It seems that at every turn… whenever I have shared some event of my life with others… with friends… or even mere acquaintances… for that matter… whether it was in Switzerland… England… South Africa… Southern and Northern Rhodesia in the islands of the Caribbean… or even here in the USA… and Canada… their reactions… invariably… have been a mixture of gasped amazement… shaking their heads in awe… or expressing sighs of envy…

Then… after recovering their composure… insisting… with much urging and enthusiasm… that I write a book… about all the unusual experiences… I have had everybody absolutely positive… convinced that it would be bound to become a sensational… exciting… unable-to-put-down-until-the-last-page-is-read… bestseller !

Well… that remains to be seen… of course… far be it for me to know anything about the outcome… of the publishing of my work… in advance…

But seriously speaking… perhaps those many people in my orbit… found my life so utterly fascinating… owing to the fact that… in relating my many strange and unusual experiences to them… my manner… and demeanor… was that of a person who honestly assumed… that everything unusual… or even bizarre… that had happened to her… had occurred… simply as a natural result… of the quite ordinary course of events… in a person’s life… for many… many years believing… in my innocence and for that matter Blessed ignorance… that everybody else on earth… had more or less similar experiences to mine…!

Perhaps that naïve belief… served as a Godsend… when all is said and done for I have… consequently… seldom indulged… in bouts of unproductive self pity despite the frequent occasions of reverses… being naturally endowed with a soul… of innate propensity… for eternally rosy optimism… like so many of my kindred Aries personalities…

All I have ever really wanted… was a life of grace… peace and tranquility in harmony with those around me… never a life of personal fame and fortune which have often been handed to me… on a silver platter… mine for the taking !

For what I primarily sought… was Spiritual Development… and Growth… from my earliest memory… longing to be… as my Creator… my Heavenly Father… Would Have me be… so that I could go back… to my real home… Heaven… and often went for nocturnal visits There… in Paradise… in sleep state… especially when my Heavenly Father Summoned me with…:

“Time to sleep now…!”

And I would instantly know… as He Put me out… like a light… that He Wanted me by His Side… for a very Special Reason…

Throughout the years… I often conversed intimately with Him… wherever… and whenever… often bursting… into joyful singing of Praises to him… at the top of my lungs… feeling great Joy… as I felt His Closeness… and the close Inner Bond I shared with Him… Which has never Left me…

And whenever I needed advice from Him… He Would Print His Direction… and Guidance… Perfectly… inside me… Never Failing me… Giving me Perfect Guidelines for my life…

But alas… I was born with a willful… and impulsive nature… as you will read… in the pages of my narratives… and the older I got… the more I gave in to them… to my shame… often ignoring… what was so perfectly Printed… inside me… and suffered greatly… as a result…

Perhaps my instinctive closeness… to my Heavenly Father… about Whom nobody had ever told me about… was compounded… by the fact… that the members… of my immediately family… were largely indifferent towards me… except for the few precious moments… of closeness… from babyhood… to about five… shared with my adored Papa… whenever he returned… from one of his frequent… long business trips abroad…

The man I believed to be my father… but wasn’t… a shocking fact… revealed to me… when I was 19… during a reunion… with my adored mother… in Germany… after 13 aching… long years of separation from her… because of their divorce… when I was about five and a half… and the ensuing World War II… a few years later...

Although my six years older… wild gypsy sister… was mature… for her age and like a mother towards me… having been born to a sixteen year old young girl… who never treated her as her daughter… but as a younger sister… by the age of nine… when I was only three… she was utterly boy crazy…

And my five years older brother… was all wrapped up in his music… and barely noticed his little sister…

Until I was four and a half… my young… exquisitely beautiful Contessa mother basking in the admiration… of all and sundry… at the Yokohama Country & Athletic Club… being a tennis champion… many times over… carelessly left me in the care of a procession of Amahs…

And they… quickly becoming aware… of the little girl’s gross neglect… by her mother… and that she spoke fluent Hiragana… the language of the upper classes from her previous incarnation… as a Japanese noblewoman… gradually brainwashed the little three year old tyke… through flattery… and singular attention… into believing… that she was a Nippon no Koi Megami (Japanese Love Goddess) … born to give delight to men… and they would sell her little body… to be “examined … and intimately fondled… by strange men… in the back rooms of the little village shops…!

There is no description… of my babyhood sexual abuse… in this book… because when I was about seven years old… and begged my Heavenly Father… to please let me come home to Heaven… because I had already experienced… far too many soul-shattering shocks… in my as yet very young life… and if not… then to please let this be my very last incarnation… upon this planet earth… in His Great Mercy… and Loving Compassion… He Had Removed all memory… of those ghastly ordeals… of babyhood sexual abuse… from me…

And the memory… of those terrible… helpless afternoons… was finally brought to the surface… with great anguish… with the gentle help… of my dearly Beloved soulmate… Richard… who Was Chosen by God… to be the channel to “Open…” and Awaken..” my Inner self… over forty years earlier…

And it was a few years ago… when he Was Sent down to me… from Heaven… on a Mission from God… to become my catalyst… yet again… as he was… when he was on earth… bringing thousands of lost… questing souls to SUBUD… telling me… that before I left earth… I would have to confront… and overcome… all the shocking deeply soul-affecting experiences… of my life…

Therefore… those terrifying… disgusting ordeals… are fully revealed… in my Second Open Letter… under Chapter heading… “VISITATIONS…” … the explicitly graphic details for which… I humbly ask forgiveness… of my readers…

And my mother left me unprotected… to be kidnapped… for the lucrative Oriental Sex Slave Market Trade… THREE TIMES… between the ages of about four and seven young blue-eyed… golden-haired… white-skinned girls and boys… fetching the highest prices… for they were such a rare commodity… in the Far East…

And in each instance… Praise God… my Guardian Angel Would Come to my Rescue !

Today I realize… that my Heavenly Father… Fully aware… of how much I was neglected… and barely tolerated… by my family… Granted me a Guardian Angel… to Watch over me… and Give me Perfect Guidance… and Protection… at the crucial crossroad times… of my life… by always Speaking… in my right ear…

Furthermore… I have never sought excitement… or dangerous… risky situations deliberately… but… until I discovered the Miracle of SUBUD… and the SUBUD WAY OF LIFE… through my Beloved soulmate… Richard… when I was almost thirty-two trials… setbacks… tribulations… upheavals… and ordeals… of one kind or another have always been my lot… my karma…

And only years later… when I was well into my fifties… did I truly come to realize… that this lifetime’s destiny… has actually not been an ordinary one… but an extraordinary… or even ultra-extraordinary one…!

For if this soul… proceeded to put down on paper… in one single book… all that she has met with… in the way of unusual… strange… and even unearthly experiences… during the 77 years… it has been her fate… so far… to occupy various places… upon this planet… in this… her last reincarnation… from China and Japan in the Orient… to the continents… of first Europe… then Africa… the Caribbean and the USA… it would be much too heavy to pick up… or to place upon one’s lap… without considerable discomfort…

For instance… to give a few examples… of what you will be reading about :-

Even before I was born… there was an enormous strike against me… for whilst still in her womb… after a very short period of loving me… I was hated and despised… and resented… by my self-centered… proud… twenty-two year old French/Italian born… Countess mother…

Destined to be ever a thorn in her side… an unwanted source of embarrassment a love-child… conceived in adultery… with an Englishman… whose wife… upon discovery of her husband’s infidelity… committed suicide… publicly… by dramatically shooting herself dead… in the middle of the dance floor… of the Yokohama Country Club right in front of her husband… who was blissfully dancing with his beloved !

Her unprecedented action… had result in a lurid scandal… when the lovers’ shameful affair was exposed… my twenty-one year old… humiliated mother… being banished off to Italy… by her forty year old husband… of an arranged marriage when she was only sixteen… between him… who had ravished her… when she was only fifteen… and her formidable grandmother… with the angry… contemptuous command :

“Get rid of the brat…”!

From the very first breath I drew… gazing up into the flashing jet black eyes… of my exquisitely beautiful… Madonna-like mother… I was instantly smitten with an adoration for her… that totally engulfed my heart… And was extremely Blessed… to never be aware… of her hatred for me…!

For I was separated from her… when I was about six… through her divorce and it was not until I was twenty-one… that I was finally reunited with her for good… in South Africa…

And when I was thirty-seven years old… and got her Inner Self “Opened… … and “Awakened…” into the Glorious Miracle of SUBUD… Almighty God… in His Wisdom… first Removed from me… overnight… my lifelong… harmful adoration of her… then Made her confess… to her daughter… her barely concealed… lifelong loathing… and resentment of her… even before she was born…!

So… from the above… you have some idea… how unnatural… and fractured… my life was… from the very beginning…!

And you will be reading… of many more bizarre episodes… in my turbulent life… across the world… such as almost being swept off a bridge… during a monsoon in Japan… almost choked to death… by my stepfather… when I was about fifteen because he had fallen in love with me…!

Sexually attacked… when I was about seventeen… and shot at… twice… several near fatal accidents… almost a prostitute… because of starvation from hunger right after the war… in Zurich…

Then there was the suicide of my fiancé… on the very eve of our wedding when I was 23… as well as an unconsummated marriage… when I was 27… lasting for about three poignant years… which my Guardian Angel… Warned me against… Telling me not to sign the Marriage Certificate… at the City Hall… in Bulawayo Southern Rhodesia…!

And which Warning… I had ignored… feeling that I owed the young man… my hand in marriage… the admiring stranger… in the audience… who had whisked me off the stage… when I fainted… rushed me off to hospital… and faithfully nursed me… through a long… seven month coma… and a subsequent year of recovery… especially with his mother… begging me… to marry her son…!

And the list of unusual… strange experiences… goes on… and on…

I happened to be born… with a sunny disposition… Blessed with a freely giving nature… loving everybody… equally… whether rich or poor… regardless of race or color… regarding them all… as my kindred brothers and sisters… all Created by our Heavenly Father…

And yet true… unconditional love… has always been denied me… even though I have been told… that I was a pretty… appealing baby…

From my earliest memory… I was subjected to barely veiled tolerance... often derisive... not only from my mother… who viewed my undying… openly affectionate adoration of her… with thinly disguised repugnance… dismay and discomfort... unable ever… to embrace me… or kiss me… or pick me up… as a baby… of which loathing by the Grace of God… I was blissfully… blithely unaware...

But also from the motley collection… of international parents… of three stepfathers… one Swiss… another Bavarian/German… and the last a Boer South African only three years older than me…! … and one neurotic… Russian stepmother... the daughter of a famous White Army general…

All of these elders… except for the Bavarian… dear Uncle Alfred… who… alas was in my life… for too short a time… and who wanted to legally adopt… only me… initially influenced… by my mother's fiercely burning resentment… of her daughter's very existence… ever reminding her… of her public humiliation… looked down upon her sideways... as someone not quite wholesome… or worthy… to be naturally accepted… as a fellow human being... let alone be loved… unconditionally...

Besides… she was so unbecomingly… awkwardly tall… for her age…

Alas… it has been my fate… to always have to bend myself backwards... make extra efforts… to be noticed… and prove myself… not only to the members… of my immediate family... but to my peers… as well... I do not even know… how old I really am… for my actual date of birth… is shrouded in mystery... and there are no baby pictures of me… anywhere..!

Here is another example… of how fractured my life was… At the tender age of 18… I was even forced… to consider prostitution… because of a dire scarcity of jobs in Switzerland… in my secretarial field… trained in England… right after World War II... In fact… there was an abundance… of waitressing jobs available in Zurich… for on every street corner… throughout the vast city… you will find an attractive café...

But the stupidly petty bureaucracy… of the Swiss labor department… refused pointblank… to send me out… to any café… or restaurant job openings… stating that I would be taking gainful employment… away from some young girl… who had no such qualifications for business… as I had…!

They preferred rather… to give me a pittance of a dole of sixty Francs under the umbrella… "Winter Hilfe" (Winter Help)... Nor was any decent caf … or restaurant… allowed to employ anybody… without the approval… and backing of the labor department...

If it was not for the enforced governmental classes… compulsory for all girls of 18… who at that age… are presented with a book of laws… compliments of the government… to attend every Friday… consisting of cooking… in the morning and housekeeping and infant care… in the afternoon… I would literally have starved to death… for sixty Swiss Francs… does not go very far… in high-priced Zurich…

Alternate nights usually found me huddling on a bench… down by the lake… bitterly cold… often freezing - the very lake… where I had contemplated suicide… only five years earlier... at thirteen… because I I was so unhappy… being forced to associate… with the narrow-mindedness… and the cruel pettiness… of the German Swiss…

And being subjected… for two years… to daily lustful assaults… by my young Nazi school teacher… always dressed… in his Swiss army uniform… and boots… because I had not heeded… my Guardian Angel’s Warning… when He Told me… not to wear my favorite pink angora sweater… which showed off my budding… twelve year old breasts… to my very first day… in a Swiss school… even arguing with Him… about the great culture of Europe…!

And despite my willful disobedience… my Guardian Angel… Would Always Come to my rescue… Giving me that familiar Superhuman Strength… to fight off my lecherous teacher… just like He Did… those times… when I was kidnapped… in Japan…!

In becoming reunited… at the cooking school… with some of my old schoolfriends sympathetic to my pitiful plight… they would take me home with them...

But their parents… fearful… looking at me sideways… with suspicion… would reluctantly allow me… but one night's shelter… in their respective homes... treating me like some escaped criminal... finding it difficult to accept the fact… that a young girl of eighteen… from a decent home… was finding herself all alone… in the big city... In their insulated world… they were unable to cope… with the reality… of her predicament… as a simple… temporary setback...

Even appealing to the Swiss Red Cross… in desperation… got the door slammed in my face… when the woman glanced down at my painted fingernails… narrow-mindedly thinking the worst...!

(There is much more of my most unhappy life… going to school in Zurich… from 12 to 17… then brightening… when I became a fledgling opera singer… at 16… all told in the sequel to this book… which is my Spiritual odyssey… titled “FROM SEVEN HELLS… TO SEVENTH HEAVEN… SUBUD…”)

The careers I have pursued… have run the gamut… from secretarial… legal engineering… mining… consular… radio… the record industry… telephone… and hotel management..

I have also been an assistant to chiropractors… as well as foreign correspondent and translator… teaching English… and elocution… to the Swiss… and French to Americans…

I have also pursued the arts… singing and acting… on stage… in grand operas operettas… and musicals… and on radio… movies… nightclubs… and supper clubs...

I have also been a most willing channel… for Divine Spiritual Healing… witnessing some amazing… Miraculous cures… in my time... by laying on of hands and also Absent Healing… always Accompanied… and Protected… by a Host of Angels

Furthermore… I have had my heart cracked… and broken… dozens of times… by lovers… and husbands… of different nationalities... many of my best relationships with men… platonic...

There have been four marriages… altogether - three of them disastrous - is it any wonder… when my emotionally scarred psyche… had flowered from such a fractured… loveless childhood... when the delicate petals… of my personality had been bruised… so badly ...?

My very first pathetic… legal union… was to a gentle giant of a South African a mentally disturbed… movie theater manager… of twenty-two… when I was twenty-seven lasting for three heart-breaking years... and never ever being sexually consummated... not even slightly...! (You can read all about our poignantly pathetic… so-called marriage… under chapter heading “Brian…” … in the sequel to this book… “FROM SEVEN HELLS…”)

My second fateful trip… down the primrose path of marriage… at the age of 34… Commanded by my Heavenly Father… for the first time… in my third year in SUBUD… was to an ultra-charming… debonair French/Dutchman… the spitting image of Charles Boyer… who… alas… was not only an alcoholic… but an active bi-sexual as well… I was to sadly find out… for he held his liquor… and kept his secret life… hidden… very well...

He was a prominent figure… in the hotel business… well-known… and respected ten years older than I was… but our star-crossed love story… doomed-from-the-start-merry-go-round of a relationship… was to last only another three horrendous years... when my Heavenly Father Commanded me to divorce him… (That tragic venture is also fully detailed under “Rene And Grazia” … in “SEVEN HELLS…”)

And my third ill-fated venture… into the murky waters of matrimony… at the age of 37… was with an impossibly unpredictable… peevishly childish… French/Canadian electronics engineer… a few years younger… than I was... whom my Heavenly Father Commanded me to marry… in my 6th year in SUBUD…

Physically… he was a magnificent specimen of a man… a lion of a Leo… tall dark and movie star handsome...

But alas… his psyche was badly flawed… for emerging from a tragic childhood of mental… and physical abuse... desperate to escape the evil clutches… of his father and brothers… all hardened career criminals... he was given to long periods of dark moods of depression...

And our marriage… could not withstand the devastating effects… of both our pasts… our equally badly bruised psyches...

Consequently… we divorced… after again only three tumultuous years... although my Guardian Angel… Warned me… once again… Not To Sign The Divorce Papers… for it was the Will of God… that I stay married to him… even though he was already living in sexual bliss… with a passionate lady from Argentina…!

And to my eternal shame… I again ignored His Warning… just like I did… once before… when He Warned me… Not To Sign the Marriage Certificate… to marry Brian…!!!

And for disobeying… as a result… I suffered hellishly… in both instances (You can read all about our sad story… and my hellish aftermath… of Being Put into a State of Divine Disgrace… under chapter heading “Mark and Grazia…” … in “SEVEN HELLS…”)

Although both René and Mark… were “Opened…” into SUBUD… René passed on shortly after our divorce… stricken down with hepatitis… due to years and years of alcohol abuse… and Mark passed on recently… while married to a Jehovah’s Witness lady… his fourth wife…!

My last union… of holy matrimony… Joyously Brought together… Jiwa to Jiwa (Inner to Inner)… Praise Allah Almighty God… was finally Planned… Designed and Made in Heaven... then Perfectly Executed… here on planet earth... where I was Brought together… soul to soul… Spiritually and bodily… as one… in the true sense… of the word… by the Loving Mercy… of Allah Almighty God… when I was almost 45… in my 14th year in SUBUD…

With a genius… in whose veins flow a fascinating mixture of Cherokee Indian/German/Irish/American blood… twelve years younger... who… like myself… equally worships Allah Almighty God… with every fiber of his being… unconditionally… and with a patient feeling of utter trust… and faith in Him… to whom I am still contentedly married… these past thirty glorious years… of nurturing Spiritual growth... although my Heavenly Father… Allah Almighty God… Ended our sexual union… for all time… after the 7th year… when it was His Will… that I suffer stroke… after hereditary God-Willed stroke… which kept me bedridden… initially… for seven and a half years…!

Ours is a never-a-dull-moment… magical life... full of wonder and awe... even of Miracles... the two of us floating mostly… in a daily state… of Inward Bliss… together...

Surrendering ourselves sincerely… and patiently… to our Creator… Allah Almighty God... living the SUBUD Way of Life… as we both constantly Feel… the Gentle Vibration… of His Great Holy Life Force… inside our beings… so that He Can Guide our daily thoughts… and actions... Perfectly…

And there is an undisputable knowing… inside ourselves… that we are living in a Glorious State of Eternity… in which He always Lovingly Protects us… His children... whether at work... or at play... in the arts... in much travelling... in fact any time... any place... anywhere in the world... Always Seeing to it that all our needs… are taken care of… for our daily lives…

So… at long last… my life… after forty-five years of turmoil… setbacks and upheavals… has finally become peaceful… and calm… as I had always wanted it to be... no longer like that… of the adventurous "Perils of Pauline"... or the exciting 1,OO1 nights… of the Arabian enchantress… Scheherazade... to whom my tumultuous life… has been compared to… many many times…

Therefore… I have ultimately actually put everything down… in more than one book... this one… and its sequel… "FROM SEVEN HELLS... TO SEVENTH HEAVEN SUBUD…” … which also chronicles… my vast SUBUD Spiritual experiences… many of them Miraculous… over a period of some forty-four years… ever since my Heavenly Father… Commanded my Beloved soul mate… Richard… to be a channel… to “Open… and “Awaken…” my Inner self... to Receive the Great Holy Life Force… The Omnipotent Power… of The One Allah Almighty God… in Johannesburg… South Africa… on Sunday February 7th … 1961… when I was a few months short of my 32nd birthday…

After many… many years… of patiently seeking... searching for a truly Holy Path… a Spiritual Way… that would truly give me a sense… of the Closeness of God... feeling the Very Breath… of His Whisper… within my very soul... my Wondrous Creator... Whom I have always loved… and worshipped… with all my heart and soul with every fiber of my being... even before ever being told of His Existence by anyone..!

In daily "Receiving" … His Loving Mercy… and Perfect Guidance… and Direction for my own benefit… in all I do… and say… Granting me Wondrous… Spiritual development... for my Eternal Afterlife… with my Beloved soul mate… whom He Has Commanded me to go to… when He finally Calls me back to Him… (our incredible Spiritual reunion is fully detailed… under Chapter heading “VISITATIONS…” … in my Second Open Letter…

Being Made aware… of my Beloved Creator’s Infinite Realm of Eternity... and Eternal Limitlessness... my fervent seeking… finally came to a glorious end... for all time to come... with the Miracle of SUBUD… my hungering quest that no organized religion alone… could fully satisfy... and yearning longing... ended forever and ever...

Allah-Hu-Akbar - Praise Be to my Heavenly Father… The One Allah Almighty God... All Loving... All Merciful… All Wise... All Knowing... Omnipotent and Omniscient... Who Truly Knows His children… far better… than they know themselves...

For He Knows everything… that is within us... our every thought… our every emotion... and everything… that is without us... our every action… our every deed...

And Who Alone… Made it possible… for me to write this book… “FROM THE SHADOW OF THE RISING SUN…” AND “FROM SEVEN HELLS… TO SEVENTH HEAVEN… SUBUD…” over the past more than 25 years...

First… during the first year of my being bedridden… after suffering numerous Strokes… Allah Almighty God Commanded me to write about the experience… of Receiving in advance… about my pending God-Willed Sroke… and the incredible very special Night of Vigil… on the very eve… surrounded by many SUBUD Brothers and Sisters… who had come to our home… to be witnesses… of the prophecied Event

And in obedience to His Will… although having become physically very weak from the many Strokes suffered… I managed to write all about it… by hand… on a legal pad… sitting up in bed… afterwards…

Then… to my utter amazement… in my second year of being bedridden… now lying on a very comfortable waterbed… which He Had Commanded my now in name only husband… to get for me… early one morning… after some over thirty Strokes while I sat on the throne… in the bathroom… having staggered down the hallway on wobbly legs… my Heavenly Father… Allah Almighty God… Commanded…:

“NOW WRITE ABOUT YOUR CHILDHOOD… AND ANCESTRY… YOUR LIFE…!”

And as I reeled… in shock… at His Command… wondering how on earth… I could execute such a humongous task… writing by hand… in bed… when I was constantly Being Reminded… by Him… to prepare myself to leave earth… at any time… I wondered whether my mind had become unhinged… from the many Strokes - I had stopped counting them… after the 35th…!

But then… on that very afternoon… my husband came home… smiling broadly with a brand new laptop computer… under his arm… telling me that Almighty Allah Had Commanded him… to purchase one for his wife… that very morning… and that he was to teach her how to use it… right away…!

Knowing already… for years… how to type on a typewriter… it wasn’t long before I had mastered using the laptop computer… and joyfully spent the next five years… sitting up in my waterbed… while still bedridden… daily typing on it… for ten hours at a time… on a water only fast…!

This soul… whom Allah Willed… to be called Muftiah… when He Commanded her to now worship him… Inwardly… as a Muslim… and no longer as a Christian… some 32 years ago… because her self-destructive… willfulness… and impulsive nature needed the discipline of Islam… of being obedient… and surrendered to Allah at all times… humbly asks forgiveness… from her Jiwa (Inner self…) … as well as her outer self… for anything she may have written… in her books… which may be offensive to her readers... for some of it is quite graphically repugnant but alas… all true…

P.S. Since writing the above… our Beloved Holy Spiritual SUBUD Father… BAPAK in Spiritual Visitations… to his most willing SUBUD daughter… Muftiah… has requested… that a Holy Website… be set up… on the Internet… to be called… “SUBUD STORIES…”

So that millions of Angel Guided clickers… can read testimonials… of SUBUD men… and women… from all over the SUBUD world… of different traditions… and customs… different professions… and from all walks of life… practicing their various religions… in now over 78 countries… of how SUBUD… and the SUBUD WAY OF LIFE… has changed their lives… for the better…

So that now… on this new Website… “SUBUD STORIES…” you can read all about SUBUD… and the SUBUD WAY OF LIFE… which is freely offered… to all of mankind of every race… color… or creed… whether rich… or poor… whether whole in body or physically challenged… or deaf… mute… or blind… etc… ABSOLUTELY FREE OF CHARGE…

This WONDROUS MIRACLE… of having your Inner Selves… “OPENED…” and “AWAKENED ” … to RECEIVE CONTACT… WITH THE GREAT HOLY LIFE FORCE… OF YOUR CREATOR… by whatever Holy Name… you call Him…

So that He Can gradually Cleanse you… of your own… and your ancestors’ errors… and mistakes… and sins… which you have ben carrying inside you… at the same time… He gradually Transforms you… individually… into becoming noble human beings… men… and women… of excellent character… according to your particular nature… character… and personality… and according to His Perfect Will… for uniquely Blessed you…

And in order to Receive… this very unique Grace… and Blessing… from Allah Almighty God… you need not give up anything… neither your religion… nor your worldly goods… nor your wealth… or assets… or your loved ones… or your jobs etc… for SUBUD is neither a new religion… nor a teaching… but the Perfect Way for Spiritual Growth… and Development… for your individual self…

All you need to give up… is yourself… Give yourself up to your Creator for a very unique… One-on-One relationship with Him… with a feeling inside you… of sincerity… patience… and utter trust… and faith in Him…

So that He Can “OPEN…” … and “AWAKEN…” … and Bring to True Life… Spiritually every single part of your body… inside and outside… the Evidence of which… you will Experience… when He Spontaneously Moves your limbs… and Activates your voice… individually… while you are fully conscious… during your thirty minutes of submitting the whole of yourself to Him… with your eyes closed… in patient sincere… unconditional surrender… men and women separately… in different rooms.

Not only for the remainder… of your life… here on earth… but also for the Glorious Eternity… of your Blissful Afterlife… where you will continue to worship your Creator… by submitting yourself to Him… in sincere… patient… unconditional surrender… the SUBUD WAY…

Unconditional surrender… meaning… that you will neither pray for… nor ask for… nor hope for… nor expect anything… in particular… for yourself… but only that God’s Perfect Will… Be Done unto you… as you stand patiently before Him with your eyes closed… and with utter trust… and faith in Him… just like a lifeless puppet on a string… waiting for Him to Pull your strings… Perfectly for He Knows you… and Knows what you need… far better… than you know yourself

So that you will finally enjoy a life… of Inner Peace… Grace… and Harmony with all those around you… as your Creator… Guides… and Directs… your every thought… your every action… Perfectly… from within your “OPENED…” … and “AWAKENED ” lnner Self…

So that all your worries… and cares… and anxieties… Will Be Lifted from you… so that… being free of them… you will feel much lighter… and also look much younger…

And by Always Being Perfectly Guided… and Directed… from within your Inner Self… being your Eternal Higher Force… you will no longer make mistakes… and wrong decisions… by being influenced… by the dictates of your impure mind… and fickle heart… which is never truly satisfied… and which are your lower forces

And… as Willed by Allah… as penance… and atonement… for disobeying her Guardian Angel’s Warnings… not just once… but THREE TIMES… the books… and volume of writings… of yours truly… will now also be featured… on her Beloved BAPAK’S Holy Website… “SUBUD STORIES…” … and can be read by everyone… also absolutely free of charge… Praise Allah Almighty God…

To be perfectly honest… writing does not feel like penance… for this humble to God soul… but a labor of love… which she enjoys very much… and which comes to her… very easily… initially writing for ten hours non-stop… a day… but these days… in her seventies… she is lucky if she can put in two to three hours of writing a day… sitting in her wheelchair… and for the past eight years… being able to only use her left eye… squinting… her right eye having becoming totally useless…

May ALLAH ALMIGHTY GOD… BLESS every worthy soul… who is Guided… by His Specially Assigned Angels… to this Holy Website… “SUBUD STORIES…” … with HIS GLORIOUS MIRACLE OF SUBUD… whereby they can RECEIVE CONTACT… WITH HIS GREAT HOLY LIFE FORCE… to GUIDE… and DIRECT… the moments of their lives… in their thoughts… and in their actions… PERFECTLY… ACCORDING TO THE WILL OF ALLAH ALMIGHTY GOD… INSHA ALLAH… GOD WILLING…

Muftiah Turin