About Ruth

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I was the last one in my family to learn meditation. My younger sister had just studied with Maharishi Mahesh Yogi. After she taught my parents to meditate, she persuaded me to learn. I told myself it was to release stress, for I was reluctant to admit that I needed help, and I was resistant to anything spiritual. After all, I had an advanced history degree, spoke Japanese fluently, and had served in the U.S. Foreign Service. I was above such stuff. I felt that meditation was a fringe phenomenon.

As the benefits of meditating began to accrue, however, my skepticism was challenged. Sure, I was losing stress and becoming filled with childlike wonder, but where would this lead? One day I was rereading The Analects of Confucius, a book I had studied for my degree, when suddenly certain phrases appeared in bold. The text was not actually written that way, but some unseen force was putting some of it into bold format as I turned the pages. I also knew that these enlivened words were Absolute Truth. All doubts started falling away, and from that day forward I began to accept that we are spiritual beings, and that God exists.

As the benefits of meditating began to accrue, however, my skepticism was challenged. Sure, I was losing stress and becoming filled with childlike wonder, but where would this lead? One day I was rereading The Analects of Confucius, a book I had studied for my degree, when suddenly certain phrases appeared in bold. The text was not actually written that way, but some unseen force was putting some of it into bold format as I turned the pages. I also knew that these enlivened words were Absolute Truth. All doubts started falling away, and from that day forward I began to accept that we are spiritual beings, and that God exists.

I became a meditation instructor, and devoted the next 15 years to both my academic work and my spiritual work. But, a day came when I needed personal help for a deep crisis, and my world was shattered again. Yogananda, in his book Autobiography of a Yogi, suggests that when we need help to call upon Babaji, a famous Indian avatar. Within twenty seconds Babaji was at my side showering me with love and energy. At the time I could not understand how he traveled so rapidly from India to Tokyo. In any case, he was in the room and I was crying. Later, I came to realize that he had been by my side for lifetimes, and that I was only beginning to comprehend this.

From that point forward my academic work dropped away. I began to focus on spiritual teaching, counseling and healing others. Before, because I had been needy, my serving others was half-hearted. Now I had found my calling, and the joy of serving was primary.

Since 1987 I have been carefully instructed in the unique attributes of human souls, their origins in the universe, their history on this planet, their archetypes, their talents, their shadows. I have been given the ability to direct lost souls to the light, to communicate with spirits, and to facilitate the evolution of depressed souls. Those that I have served have rewarded me with their gratitude.

Ruth Rendely

Presentations at International Expositions 1994 – 2004

On a Personal Note: In Memory of Emma (July 23rd, 2003 – February 24th, 2007)

What’s the use of carrot tops, or even carrots?
What’s the use of broccoli leaves, or corn cobs stripped of kernels?
What’s the use of melon rinds?
What’s the use of newsprint on the floor?

What’s the use of roses past their prime?
What’s the use of my face without your licks?
What’s the use of silence without your soul to fill it?
What’s the use?

February 25th, 2007
Ruth

Emma

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