by Rich Strong

"Slightly Psychical". Many people have asked me, "Are you psychic?"; my usual reply is, "I'd say that I'm at least slightly psychical, since I've had thousands of psychic experiences." This leaves room for more development and lets the inquirer know that I'm not 100% psychic. I'm convinced that minds can be educated to function psychically when they have the right information to work with; I'm also convinced that minds cannot function psychically when they have the wrong information. During the seventeen years of operation of The Psychic Science International Special Interest Group, "The PSI SIG" (sm), some over a thousand people who had I.Q.s tested in the top two percent of the population have joined and shared their experiences. Rather than being the realm of the mentally defective, the psychic is actually the realm of the intellectually gifted.

Background. From the standard resume aspect, I have a fairly stable, conventional lifestyle with Rosa. We have a nice place in Huber Heights, the suburbs a little north of Dayton. Activities center on her career as Principal of an elementary country school and me adjusting to being retired from work as a Chief of Safety Engineering and Environmental Management for the Air Force's Wright Aeronautical Laboratory in Dayton, Ohio.

Biography. So, how did I get to where I am? I look back at a life that saw life right after the market crash, in the bustling atmosphere of Detroit. I had schooling through high school with a technical curriculum and active involvement in track and field. My classmates elected me as their President. Occupationally, after graduation, the usual auto industry work as clerk in a parts department. ( I stupidly turned down several scholarships. ) While washing planes at the airport, I was led into the Naval Air Reserve as a mechanic work for about six years. This was followed by a career in the Air Force, as mechanic, cadet, pilot, engineer and manager, in succession. This was followed by a continuation as a civil servant doing pretty much the same thing. Rosa and I met while she was finishing college and I was in Texas as an Aviation Cadet. We married and spent twenty years moving around the country while we raised our four children, Harold, Edward, Randall, and Marisa. I went back to school at the University of Michigan and studied Aeronautical and Astronautical Engineering. As I retired from the Air Force, I took courses for the Master of Arts in Management and Supervision.

Family Background. A stern grandmother who read tea leaves in the old Scottish tradition and a grandfather who read the natural signs in the old African tradition pre-conditioned me to an open-minded inquisitiveness about nature. I was raised early on in a big house with an extended family of grandparents, uncles, aunts, and my mother's and aunt's families all living together. My mother (Late Member #13) also raised me to accept "the ken" as a natural thing.

Childhood Heroes. Oh, sure there were the usual comic-strip and Saturday movie heroes, Aesop's fables, and the Depression Era syndrome to find a better, brighter future -- anything seemed better than Detroit in the thirties, so movies like WINGS OVER THE WORLD and others like it were a sort of latter-day STAR WARS for inspiration. "The Shadow" of radio, who always knew what lurked in the hearts of men and who could cloud men's minds was equally fascinating. As regards role models, I guess I'd say that I was attracted to the seekers -Indian scouts, Byrd, Lowell Thomas, Halliburton the traveler, mentalists and religious persons and so on, including, of course, test piloting. All of them were brainy, and I was attracted to this, since I was slow in physical development and suffered from the usual young Mensan-type problems.

Childhood ESP. I was largely self-raised after Dad was sent to the hospital after my older brother's illness and death, and Mom was always working to support my older sister and me. So I read a lot, built model airplanes endlessly, often different from the plans, and used my imagination. You might say there was not a lot of restriction placed on my thinking, to put it mildly. I remember reading our first four volumes of an encyclopaedia and memorizing much of the Psalms. One significant experience was flunking the spelling bee for misspelling a simple word and spending hours trying to go back in time and re-spell it correctly. No, it didn't work. I did ponder on the time thing for some time, though, and considered how odd it was that the past was all gone and no longer existed, the future was not yet here and so did not exist, and "now" was so thin a slice of time that it might not really exist, either. This still fascinates me whenever I think about it.

Youth ESP. Me earliest recollections of ESP were in my late teens and early twenties - just two experiences. First, my buddies and I were at a local bar, flirting with the rather attractive barmaid. Someone asked her what shoe size she wore and immediately I heard a voice in my head say " six and a half", which I then said aloud. She looked at me with a surprised expression and asked "How did you know that?!" Of course, I wasn't about to tell, so I just mumbled something about a lucky guess - but I wondered what happened.

The second experience was much more serious. I was living with my sister and brother-in-law and nephew at the time. When I came home from work one day, my nephew was missing. I told my sister that, if he didn't turn up in a little while, I'd go call the cops. Well, he didn't and I did. Then I went to look for him. I drove half a mile over to the Dixie highway, went south about a mile or so, turned into a large open field, went up to the car parked there, opened the back door, and got him out. It wasn't until years later that sister told me how serious it was that a stranger picked him up on his way home from school and took him to a deserted field instead of home.

Getting More Serious. During the early 1950s, I read EXTRA-SENSORY PERCEPTION, by J. B. Rhine. I was so impressed that I bought a wire recorder and did several sessions of self-hypnosis with an emphasis on developing my ESP. At work, I developed a knack for scanning the card file that contained a card for each and every one of the tens of thousands of parts for Cadillac motorcars and picking the one I needed. I used a combination of odds calculation and ESP to beat the numbers racket to the tune of buying a used car once, four times in all.

Hiatus. I got interested in flying and joined the Air Force, which took up most of my time until marriage, which took up even more time. Not much happened psychically for almost a decade. There was one occasion when a bunch of us pilots were killing time in the flight shack by flipping coins to see who'd buy the sodas and I guessed fourteen calls in a row - cost me my reputation and nobody would flip against me after that.

Flying ESP. I should mention that I was surprised to find that regular formation flying, like drill marching and dancing, required a peculiar kind of group thinking, a "group-mindedness", to do it right. I really think that it's strange that pilots do it, but rarely talk about it as a psychical phenomena, other than having the "right stuff". The general attitude/state seems to be best described as feeling at one with the group, with a totally integrated flow.

Crisis Precognition. In another instance, I credit my ESP with saving the lives of my crew and myself. I was ready to take off and was stricken with extreme headache and nausea. After years of flying, I had to abort the flight for the first time. Afterwards, the mechanic told me that it was good that I had not tried to start the engines, since there was a fuel leak and the sparks would have blown up the whole plane.

Hemispheric Specialization. Even though I had several scholarships for books and tuition for college, I didn't go back to school until I was over 30 -perhaps this was good in a way, since it provided me time to grow with the right brain before getting thoroughly left-brained in engineering school. I consider this to be quite an advantage when it comes to separating out the pseudo-psychic from the real thing, whether it's engineering or statistical evidence.

ESP in Combat. When my turn came to go to Viet Nam, I was pleased to get out of the transport pilot business, being a frustrated fighter pilot, and got an assignment as a Forward Air Controller, flying a surplus Army lightplane with a lot of real flying involved . My intuition was immeasurably useful for finding trucks on the Ho Chi Minh trail, navigating over clouds, and avoiding getting shot down, as were six guys in the squadron. It was eerie that each night before one of the guys got it, I had insomnia.

On one occasion, I had a dream premonition vision of the battle scene. I articulated Premonition Rule One -You can only foresee that which you cannot change. On one of my trips to the religious capital of Southeast Asia, Luang Prabang, in the heart of Laos, I was treated to meeting some of the locals who educated me on their ways, as a matter of general attitudes (but not any specific training). It seems that the mystical way was quite developed and accepted and used in many ways there. As an example, when an invasion threatened, the high priest made rain and washed out the road, or so they said.

On another occasion, while I was engineering satellites in Los Angeles, I dreamt that I went to a small building and got a gun and then got on a boat with some others. Three weeks later, I did the exact same thing in Korea. Combat gives one many incentives to develop or, at least, accept the psychic abilities, it seems to me. At least one fighter pilot wrote that when things started happening, his mind went blank and he flew on intuition. I'll spare you the "war stories". Somewhere along the way, I had a few astral travel experiences. One in particular stays in my mind because it was so detailed and long in duration. It involved a visit to a place where there was an aviation museum with strange-looking aircraft. I pride myself on aircraft recognition, but the ones I saw were designed to a completely different philosophy. As an example, one had a high parasol wing and a kind of boat hull body with a smooth depression for people to recline in - the overall effect was that of a casual pleasure craft. I recall that it had a Vee-tail that pivoted around a sidewise shaft. Still haven't figured that one out yet - is it a real place somewhere in some exotic space-time or in someone's mind?

The Early Seventies. Back to the more historical aspects. I can't recall exactly why, but I formed a local Sig in the Washington area when I was there in 1970-71. We met monthly and talked and did things psychical. Mostly, we did psychometry and telepathy experiments with picture-sending, treating things from the ESP viewpoint. Bear in mind that, at this point, I was totally unaware of all of the psychical science and research work that had been done and was only familiar with the popular psychics, Rhine, Edgar Cayce, and so on.

Group Telepathy. The group developed a consensus Delphi approach to group telepathy and found that highly emotionally-charged messages were more likely to be received. Our best was involved with a forest fire. We also discovered the "bogus sender syndrome" where a person in the receiving group would inadvertently transmit to the other receivers, so that several got the same "wrong" answers. I see this now as a matter of mutual attraction. We visited the Church of Two Worlds for a lecture, where I got my first professional psychometry reading, a description of my flying car invention. The reader identified the four wheels and two kinds of exhausts and generally described its two modes of operation. We also attended lectures by the A.R.E's educational leader, whose name escapes me now. The group also tried a real seance once, with no effect, and had a session on PK trying to affect a candle flame, with no noticeable results.

I had my first regression, to a time in Italy as a Roman official; the name of the location checked out on a map. One interesting aspect was that we began to attract quite a few attendees, up to 30 towards the end. Also interesting was the sign-in list, showing attendees from the Office of Special Investigations, the Army Security Agency, Central Intelligence Agency, and a visiting military member who quietly and confidentially asked about the possibility of erasing ICBM guidance systems while the birds were still in the silo.

Odd Things. During this time, there were a couple of funny-strange incidents that you might find noteworthy. On one occasion, I went to the Pentagon to pick up a suit I'd bought at the shop there. I had just come in from the airport and so was carrying my bag under my arm. When the guard looked at me, I had a fleeting though and so spoke up, "No, it isn't." before he asked the question. He reacted!

On another occasion, after reading Mind Fogger, I took the family through the General Motors Technical Center, where all the new cars are designed in strict secrecy. Upon leaving, we asked an official if there were any tours, since we were visitors. He looked surprised and asked how we had gotten into the place. I told him we had come in through the other gate and had just driven around for a while. He seemed disturbed and asked if there were a guard at the gate. I replied that there was, but he hadn't stopped us, but I avoided telling him why the guard hadn't stopped us. So, much later, when Alec Guiness did a similar thing in STAR WARS to a guard, I couldn't resist smiling. Never again!

Awareness. After the Washington scene, we came to Dayton for more school and work in research and development. I had run into a series of undesirable telepathic receptions that turned me off and progress slowed quite a lot. Then things began to pick up in a pattern of learning a piece of information which I soon began calling the "Lesson of the Week", assimilating it into my thinking, having an experience with it, having it go dormant, and then moving on to another piece. Still no formal training. Still trying to figure it out from bits and pieces here and there. I got into a meditation group and after several weeks of trying, got my first vision -a velvet pillow with a large jewel on it.

Along about this time, I expanded into the spirit aspects. At first, as I mentioned, I only dealt with ESP and narrowly-defined psychical aspects. "You'll never get me into that spook stuff!", I'd say. But, given my stubborn inquisitiveness, the inevitable occurred and I got into the areas of Guides and revenants. Also, my first Guide contact occurred along about this time.

I was sitting in my favorite chair and had a feeling, growing irresistible, that some presence or person was near. In my mind, I asked out, "If there is anyone there, say your name." Immediately, I heard a voice, in my head, say "Ben." And so began a long and rewarding relationship with a person who had lived in Turkey as a museum curator in the 12th century. My first question, "Is there sexuality in spirituality?" was answered by a very definite, "No!". One of most shocking experiences occurred one evening much later when Ben demonstrated the "direct voice" phenomenon by speaking out audibly and loud. Really got my attention!

The Mid Seventies. I retired from active duty about this time and went to work for a defense contractor on the West Coast. I met numerous people and groups there, from Clarissa Bernhardt to Edgar Mitchell and the Noetic Science folks. Soon, I was able to sit with a study group again there. As before, I wasn't too good a student. I recall clearly the first time I got an image during our meditation session, a pale, silvery green swath of material with curvey spikes rising from the sheet of fabric-like color. When I said that I didn't get anything except that, she explained that the image was, in itself, a message. So began my dialogues in non-verbal, symbolic language.

The leader also introduced me to "life readings" and provided mine, in which I was introduced to more Guides: Wan Tu for power; Father Michael, for spirituality; Mary, a nurse for healing; Abdul for cleverness, an Indian for duty, and one other. Each was introduced via a visionary experience that involved the person. As an example, one involved being in a cave, with a luminous waterfall flowing from a cleft in the rocks and an altar-like structure in the center of the scene.

I was also provided more training in psychometry and clairvoyance in general and developed a method of raising my mental view and expanding it to the desired site for viewing, as if I were flying a reconnaissance mission. One experience had a profound effect on my philosophy. I was being escorted to various groups by an ex-nun who helped me a great deal in making. One Saturday morning, I woke up with a vision of sitting in my car, parked in front of her apartment, with a non-verbal message that I was to go there. Since she had said that she would be out of town, it made no sense to me. I determined to go to a movie and see "The Reincarnation of Peter Proud", instead. As I drove to the movie, I found I had miss ed the turn. I circled back, only to find that I had somehow passed it again. Thoughtfully, I set my mind to get to the movie, only to "come to" again, several blocks past the turn. I thought, "O.K., I'll see what this is all about." and went and parked in front of my friend's house. Soon, a black Bentley approached -I saw that the driver was confused and probably lost. I waved the map that I had in my hand to him. (I don't know why I had a map in my hand.) He stopped and we chatted; I pointed out that he was in the wrong town on a street with the same name. A small pink glowing spot appeared on the map and I directed him to it. He said he was to give a lecture to a group. After he left I pondered what it was all about. I could only conclude that somehow, some higher power was influencing me directly in some way. Since it was not harmful, and has since intervened on numerous occasions, I simply grew to accept it as part of being slightly psychical/mystical.

The Late Seventies. Upon my return to Dayton in '75, further classes were attended up through the time when the Mensa BULLETIN ran an announcement in the SIGs column that Telepathy Sig needed a new Coordinator. (If you'd like a copy of the 1977 Yearbook, I still have a few left.)

I met and got into a local study group, led by Bert Kennedy, who became my mentor. We had classes weekly for over a year, sometimes with as many as 30 attending. Bert is of the Spiritualist school and had been working with it for decades. He was a former R.A.F. pilot and we hit it off splendidly from the first. My confidence and abilities zoomed under the tutelage of the silver-haired gentleman with the calm, yet amazing manner. Bert had a knack for switching from very serious devotion to uproarious stories and loud laughter that kept the class on its toes all the time. I soon got over my embarrassment when we stood in the healing circle with hands entwined, or in the calm darkness of the group meditations and imagery journeys.

Psychometry. I can still recall my the tingle of my first successful psychometry -I held his watch and got "H.J.K.", which I failed to recognize as anything meaningful. I told him and he was visibly pleased, saying, "Those are my initials!" I replied, "But your name is Bert -how could that be?" to which he answered, smiling, "It's HERBert." Then things really moved into high gear for the next year, with lessons on auras, aura dowsing, psychometry, other lives, Guide contacts, the whole scene. I still recall the aura-dowsing with a plumb-bob pendulum that was hanging quite a bit off of vertical for a sustained time.

On another occasion, when Rosa took me to a women's show at our convention center, I quickly became bored and strolled around until I came upon a "Psychic Forum" being held in one of the large meeting rooms. One paid a small entrance fee and went in to a scene of about twenty "psychics" who held forth at individual tables. After trying out a few, I realized they were really doing little more than we did in our weekly classes.

Public Psychometry. For the next year or so, I joined in with my own table and did readings for the public. I really became quite cynical about the whole affair, due to the rather gross attitudes and behavior of the people seeking a psychic and determined never to do that again. As examples, a woman approached me one evening and, quite loudly, asked, "What is this !? I've lost my purse and none of you seems to know where it is - do YOU know!? I tried to answer in as civil a manner as I could, "Lady, I really don't know or care where your purse is." More than once, the "customer" asked for some kind of hex, curse, or spell -honestly! On another occasion, a person asked me to look into their house and report. I related my visions, including a sick man in bed. The readee asked eagerly, "Yeah- that's him - when is he going to kick the bucket? - we're tired of waiting!" Well, you get the idea. The few who were sincere did not compensate for the others in my feelings. I still have an aversion to "Psychic Fairs" and the like, even for charitable purposes. As the saying goes, be prepared to accept responsibility for anything you seek, since it will become a part of your life path. On the other hand, the experience was a convincing clincher that something really psychical was happening. The main event was a reading when I perceived the name "Frank X." for a person, not your common kind of name. When the person confirmed it as her father's name, I finally accepted the reality of the phenomenon. I also learned the importance of verifying the contact as the information flowed, to avoid reading another person in the vicinity unintentionally and wondering why the info didn't fit the intended person.

The Late Seventies - More Classes. I should mention that my classes with Bert, also with Kathy Cook included, gave me the ethical/ moral/ educational background for dealing with the problems that had turned me off previously. Even though my family raised me well and I had acquired the honor philosophy from the military, the application of the psychical needed much added meaning. The dramatic, adventuresome, exciting aspects that had attracted me and raised the problems gradually mellowed into a broader view of what was possible.

Dowsing. I took up dowsing for a while. At a Mensa gathering, I showed our work with one of the founding Members of the PSI SIG and his friend. For fun and learning, he had me leave the room while he hid a chewing gum wrapper. I returned and dowsed for it and came to rest over a certain spot. He and his friend looked surprised - I had not located the wrapper, but, instead, the location of the coin that his friend had secretly hidden. Later on, I bought a Cameron Aurameter and used it on a few occasions to dowse peoples' traumas, called "aura dowsing".

Precognition. The precognition work that was most documented was a series of stock market investments. I was able to win 95% of the time while investing for my son's education, profiting about $10,000, while losing 80% of the time when I invested selfishly for myself.

Healing. Aside from the healing of my ulcer in the Deep Guided Meditation, the only striking case I did was on myself. I was lazy about fertilizing and liming my lawn so I mixed the two chemicals and spread them on a hot and humid afternoon while wearing gauntlet gloves. When I took off the gloves and brushed off the accumulated lime and fertilizer from my skin, I saw that it was puffy-white like trench foot. I went to the hospital and the doctors put on some salve and scheduled me for a skin graft. I had already had a skin graft on my ankle and did not relish the though of another so I used healing touch on the affected area. When I went in for the graft, the doctor removed the bandages, examined the slightly reddened skin and asked what I was there for...?

Personal Development. I assimilated the aspects of the group's attitudes, exemplified by reciting the Lord's Prayer during our healing circles, along with the 23rd Psalm, and the general inspirational feeling. Our imagery journeys provided experiences of gaining gifts such as a golden fleece and a device which I found later to be a triple-tiered Tibetan dorji as encouragements. Interpretation skills for visions of symbolism grew. There was a noticeable and distinct difference between the ESP type of psychical input and the deeper spiritual.

Mediumship. My first mediumship occurred quite accidentally during one of the psychometry classes. As I said, I had an aversion to "spook stuff" and preferred simple ESP. A friend gave me a dime to "read". I traced it to its origin and owner, then things in my visions grew pale, cool, misty and the colors faded. My friend revealed that the dime had belonged to her daughter who passed away recently. Well, not to worry about what might happen - it had already happened.

"The Work". On another occasion, years later in Dayton, I awoke Saturday morning with a thought in my head, "Go see Carol." I had met a person at a Mensa meeting recently and we had chatted briefly about yoga. I remembered that she had mentioned living in a certain apartment complex. I told Rosa I had to do a thing (she has learned to live with this odd behavior) and went to the apartments. The super gave me directions to her place and I was soon knocking at her door. She opened the door, looked at me an d said, "My father died!". I thought, "Now, what am I supposed to do about this!?" to my guides in general. I really don't know what I did; some attempts at consolation in general. A few weeks later, we met again at a Mensa meeting. She remarked how odd it was that I showed up when I did. Then she related how the family had been struck by an another odd event. It seems there was a dead tree they were planning to get rid of; however, shortly after the father's death, it suddenly greened up and blossomed. She asked if it might be ...?, I just nodded agreement, still bemused myself about the whole affair.

Hauntings. Several investigations of hauntings were done in the late 80's. One involved high drama and homicide, another a quiet loneliness, one was bogus, three were precautionary warnings.

Retrocognition. Several cases were investigated involving homicides with retrocognition to the scene: one was disputed by the requester and unresolved; another involved an accident that resulted in a healing of the family's grief.

Telepathy Research. Two experiments were done in the group involving long-range telepathy using symbols with partial success, that is, above chance scores. The set of symbol cards was improved twice. An unusual telepathic experience comes to mind. I received an inquiry from a person in the Southwest and shortly thereafter found myself in her city on a business trip. Although I wished to contact her, I found that her phone was unlisted and I did not recall her address. I was surprised when she called me in the hotel. When I asked her how she knew where I was, she replied that she had an urge to call me in Dayton and my wife had given her my number in her city.

Remote Viewing. Several group experiments were done with good results.

Deep Guided Meditation for Development. I had met Betty "Daysha" Gregory at one of Bert's classes and found myself calling her one evening to say that I understood we were to work together. I still smile when I recall her question, "Who did you say this is?". The results of the following two years of experiments in deep guided meditation, covering: other lives in Egypt, Holland, New York, Chicago, and Quebec; far memory to first life in the Universe, on Earth, and in my earthly development; initiation experience to overcome fear of death; encounter with the OverSoul known as TALIS (The All IS); channelling healing instructions; healing my ulcer; the ultimate power and gift; and an encounter with "the One who was called Jesus". I was able to verify the other life experience in New York as a 12-year-old circus tight-rope walker named Mandy and re-lived her death when she fell off the wire and "broke her head off", by visiting the graveyard and photographing the headstone. The middle of three pictures was developed to show a large white swath across it. I learned that she was not "my past life", but another facet of TALIS. Also, multiple "incarnations" are likely, but no contact is allowed due to the potential hazard of lethal confusion. This is sometimes seen in cases of so-called "multiple personalities". Each contact with another life is for the purpose of learning a personality trait such as Accuracy (a surveyor in Egypt), Sacrifice (a life in Holland as a soldier), Verity (a government record-keeper in Montreal), Humility (as a peddler), Joy-Bringing (Mandy),and so on. The goal is to meld the facets of the OverSelf.

A special area we investigated was the future. While envisioning the global situation, a scene of flooding was observed, due to a very large fire in Alaska. The message was that the entire process was periodic in nature, since the earth is basically a classroom for developing humans.

Near-Death Experience. NDE is not necessarily the result of a life-threatening trauma, in my experience. Although I did experience the "life review" phenomenon when I had the mumps and was running a fever of 107 degrees, the vision of the Great White Light, or leilani, came during a class on psychometry and the other usual phenomena came during routine psi work. ("Tunnel", "music", and so on.)

Psychokinesis. Two main areas come to mind. The spoon-bending workshops I attended were quite successful. After mediocre results in the first, I decided to change from imaging simply a white light doing the work of softening the metal to envisioning an welding torch, which gave the desired results. The second involved a protracted series of experiments and experiences with Geraldine Howard. Geri had transcribed all of the Deep Guided Meditation session tapes and was very spiritual. She has a personal library of thousand of psychical photographs covering everything from ghosts to photographs and Xeroxes of thoughts to spiritual images to special effects showing psi fields, other lives, apparitions, you name it, she has it! I tried making some but with very limited success. She is quite the free spirit. She contributed an article on her experiments involving making things move and reported that she experienced very high stress when doing things psychokinetically. The experiences were not always voluntary, such as the day when three coffeepots exploded and light bulbs unscrewed.

Parapsychology. As a Fellow of the American Society for Psychical Research, an Associate of the Parapsychological Association, and a Member of the Parapsychology Foundation, I attempt to keep up with other goings-on. The PSI SIG's work in relating personality testing to self-reporting of psychical experience was published by Dr. Thalbourne in PARAPSYCHOLOGY REVIEW.

Education. Based upon a short course taught in adult evening classes, a Psi-Guide Course has been developed, with videotapes being made of presentation of a two-hour condensed course, called, "What's New in Psychic Science?".

Outreach. In 1992, the text of "What's New ... ?" was uploaded on the NEWAGE Forum of Compuserve. Also uploaded were a report of a tour of the three key Parapsychology Laboratories, an essay on spirit guides, and a report of a convention of the Parapsychological Association. The PSI SIG is described in INTANGIBLE EVIDENCE, ENCYCLOPAEDIA OF ASSOCIATIONS, HAUNTED OHIO, and ORGANIZED OBSESSIONS. Rich Strong is listed in WHO'S WHO IN THE MIDWEST and WHO'S WHO IN SCIENCE AND ENGINEERING.

In conclusion, aside from the specific psychical talents I have learned and practiced, the main lessons I've learned to live by, the "verities", are the task of

"Maintain the stream of psychical life,

Keep it flowing and flow with it,

So I'll be knowing and grow with it."

As "the One who was called Jesus" tasked me,

"Take care of My Lamb.

Know them and love them.

I will help you to

Heal them and give them peace,"

The Ultimate Power is to light up their Souls.

THE END OF THE BEGINNING

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