Muhammad Subuh Sumohadiwidjojo (Bapak), the founder of Subud, was born in Java in 1901 and died there in 1987. In 1924, at Semarang in East Java, he received from Almighty God a way of inner purification and guidance known as the latihan (Indonesian for exercise or training) which, he came to realize, was not something for himself alone, but could be passed on to anyone who wished for it. Published on the thousandth day after his death, this Autobiography is Bapaks brief, essential account of the history of my journey in developing the latihan kejiwaan of Subud.
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Muhammad Subuh Sumohadiwijojo. Although Subud has no leaders, it began with the experiences of one man, an Indonesian named Muhammad Subuh Sumohadiwijojo. He was born, the eldest of four children, at dawn - Subuh means 'dawn'- on 22 June 1901 in the village of Kedungjati, a railway junction and depot in central Java. He died in 1987, outside Jakarta, immediately after his eighty-sixth birthday. He did not seek recognition or followers but passed on the contact he had received to those who came to him. Muhammad Subuh was invited to come to England in 1957, from where the movement quickly spread worldwide. From that time until his death in 1987 he travelled extensively, giving explanations and practical help to members. He wrote two books, Susila Budhi Dharma (ISBN 1869822110), an acknowledged masterpiece of poetry in High Javanese, and an Autobiography (ISBN 1869822072).
From Chapter 3: I had just turned 17 and was starting to enjoy working. My only disappointment was that I could riot study bookkeeping as I wished, because my duties at the station were sometimes from 4am until late afternoon, and sometimes from 8am until 8pm. So after a time I felt restless living in Surabaya. Furthermore, a cholera epidemic broke out. As each day passed, more and more people fell ill and there were many deaths. A feeling of anxiety only strengthened my desire to leave Surabaya. One of my friends noticed and understood my feelings; he suggested I go with him to visit an old man called Kiai Sapuangln so that I might obtain an inner strength with which to face this frightening situation. In the end I went along with my friend's suggestion and together we went to this man's home. A strange thing happened when we reached his house: he ran out and sat down before me, saying, "Master, forgive your servant; I was obliged to preempt your will, but now that you are here, I will hand over everything to you." I was taken aback; I had had no idea that something as strange as this would happen. My feelings were compounded by embarrassment, as many bystanders were watching. I answered by saying, "Sir, I don't understand what you mean. It would be better for us to talk about this another time, as I have come simply to introduce myself. So please accept my sincere apologies as I must return to my work; I have been away too long. The old man stood up and said, "As you wish, master, but your servant hopes that you will come again to this servant's house." I left in a hurry, accompanied by my friend. As we walked together, he asked, "Who are you really? Are you the son of someone of high rank, like a prince? Kiai Sapuangln called you, master' when he has never been known to call anyone that." I answered my friend's questioning by saying, "I have no idea why the old man called me master; I am just an ordinary person as you know. So let's riot prolong this discussion, let's talk about something else so that we reach home quickly and can rest."
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