Who is Stanislav Grof

Stanislav "Stan" Grof (born July 1, 1931) is a Czech-born psychiatrist who has been living in the United States since the 1960s. Grof is one of the principal developers of transpersonal psychology and research into the use of non-ordinary states of consciousness for purposes of exploring, healing, and obtaining growth and insights into the human psyche. Grof received the VISION 97 award granted by the Foundation of Dagmar and Václav Havel in Prague on October 5, 2007. On the other hand, Grof has been criticized for furthering nonscientific psychology in the Czech Republic. He is the only person to have been awarded the anti-prize Erratic Boulder Award twice in that country.

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Grof received his M.D. from Charles University in Prague in 1957 and t...
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Godbrahman: stanislav grof "in the ancient indian upanishads, the answer to the question “who am i?” is “tat tvam asi.” this succinct sanskrit sentence means literally: “thou art that,” or “you are godhead.” it suggests that we are not namarupa,name and form(cont'd)
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0ccultbot: "whether or not we believe in survival of consciousness after death, reincarnation, and karma, it has very serious implications for our behavior." ~ stanislav grof
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Ballade Of The Midnight Forest
 by Andrew Lang

Still sing the mocking fairies, as of old,
Beneath the shade of thorn and holly-tree;
The west wind breathes upon them, pure and cold,
And wolves still dread Diana roaming free
In secret woodland with her company.
'Tis thought the peasants' hovels know her rite
When now the wolds are bathed in silver light,
And first the moonrise breaks the dusky grey,
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