PETER LITTLEJOHN COOK - bio
An Unlikely Journey
I was born in this life in London in 1974, across the road from where the controversial Madame Blavatsky spent her last years.
She came into my life later on when I started trying to uncover what the "ancient masters" from different parts of the world had taught.
Blavatsky later became a kind of "mother-figure"... but I'll get to that later...
My own mother was, and is, deeply loving and affectionate.
My father wanted to express his love, but had been brought up to be very old-school "English".
I must have had it much easier than both my much older half-sisters, the younger of which is 18 years older than me.
The day I was born, Twin girls were born in the same ward that morning.
My parents celebrated in the hospital drinking champagne with the parents of the twins.
I've often wondered about how the life-path of these twin girls might be similar, not only to each other but to my own path...
"Fate", "Karma", "Destiny" and life's "purpose" has always fascinated me and it became my mission to figure it all out, for my sake and for everyone else's.
After all, people seemed to really need urgently to get clear about what life is about.
I realized this early on at school because nothing important was being taught.
I wasn't a very good student.
When I was around 6 or 7 I was asking myself if the different religions might actually all be saying the same thing in different symbols and languages.
How did I get to these questions so early? It was my parents' difficulty in understanding each other - their arguments, even when they were actually saying the same thing.
Going back in time again...
My father was almost late for my birth, a terrorist bomb had exploded near Harrods that morning.
My family was known for its very Brazilian lateness... not at all for English punctuality.
I was born into a multi-cultural family.
My mother was born in Brazil, in a rural area of Minas Gerais, the land of crystals and precious gems.
Her father was Catholic and deeply devoted to the Divine Mother. My mother didn't want to go to church on Sundays, she wanted to see the movies at the new little cinema.
But she always maintained a strong connection with spirituality, which had a great influence in my life.
Her great-grandmother was from the indigenous people of Peru. My mother recalls little about her other than her sitting on the floor cross-legged smoking a pipe.
My mother moved in her late teens to Rio de Janeiro, and became Miss Rio, and later an international fashion model. She also did some work for television as a presenter.
A mutual friend introduced her to my father.
My parents met in New York in the early '70s..
My father was born in Scotland in 1919, and educated in "the best schools and universities" of England.
He fought and was wounded right in the first year of the second World War. He was an officer in the British army.
The night before he was captured, he was sleeping in a barn in occupied France on a tall haystack while the men of his unit were sleeping on the ground.
A mortar shell dropped in through the roof and landed next to him, but sank through the hay, exploding at ground level and killing all the men, while leaving him with a large wound in his right buttock.
Unable to walk, he was found and taken prisoner by the German troops and taken to a POW camp where he remained during the rest of the war. Being an officer he had relatively comfortable conditions.
In the POW camp he read 4 or 5 books every day for almost 5 years. He was one of the most intelligent and widely-educated people I have ever met.
He died when I was 23. Although I had done my best to be a rebel in my teenage years, we had established a great friendship before he died.
A great turning point in his life was when we took a trip to Egypt with my teacher at the time Ramses Seleem.
My father went from being the most skeptical and "straight" person in the world to researching the theory of Atlantis, travelling to meet authors on the subject and giving his own presentation to the Algarve Archeological Association.
Having already had by then an extraordinary life-journey myself, we suddenly had a lot more common ground to explore.
At the age of 22 I had been ordained by an adept of the indigenous culture and ancient traditions of the Pacific as a Lemurian High Priest... yes, seriously.
But back to my father.
His mother was a Russian whose family were close enough to the aristocracy to have fled Russia at the beginning of the 1st World War. I never met my grandparents on my father's side of the family.
My father never liked to see me play with toy guns and did what he could for me not to have any. For him guns were clearly not toys.
As an adolescent, I became such an extreme pacifist that I could not understand how my father could have volunteered to fight at the beginning of the 2nd World War. I felt little true respect for him at the time.
One of the biggest influences in my life was the extraordinary relationship between my parents. My "mystic" mother, and my "skeptic" father.
This shaped much of my research and my journey to bridge spirituality and science.
Since 2012 I have presented at the Science and Nonduality Conference (SAND) regularly.
The rest of the bio will be presented in the third person...
But don't take me too seriously.
As one of my teachers used to say to bring me down to earth... "Enlightened people... their shit smells too."
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